Do You Want It? (121 Veterinary Hospital)
Posted January 26, 2017
I sold my hospital and veterinary practice January 1970, at the direction of God. At the time I didn’t know where I was going, but God led me every step I took.
Ten years later in February 1980, the person I sold it to lost it and the property went back into receivership and was in possession of the courts. The judge over the case knew I was the previous owner and that I knew the property better than anyone else. He sent me a message through a veterinarian of Plano to tell me that he would let me buy that property back at a certain price and if that was too much, offer this amount, and if that was too much, make him an offer and he would sell it to me.
I was the one that developed that property, I built the hospital. I knew it was a gold mine; I knew the revenue that I could bring forth. I could easily hire a couple of veterinarians for large and small animals and I could do specialty work in equine and be a full gospel minister and go anywhere in the United States because of my reputation as a veterinarian, and they would let me in. By that time, I had a man that I could take with me in the ministry that could sure sing, my son-in-law Terry Mai.
It was a great trial. It went on for three days. I would say, “Lord, what do you want me to do? And the Lord would be quiet. After a while he would answer back, “Do you want it?” I would not answer. Time would pass and I would ask again, “Lord, what do you want me to do?” He would not answer again, then later would say, “Do you want it?” I wouldn’t answer back. I drove all around praying, “Lord, what do you want me to do?”
It was on the third day with the same scenario when it finally came to me and I spoke, “Wait a minute—it’s not what I want, it’s what you want.” He had remained silent and then he became real silent. I kept praying those same words, “It’s not what I want, it’s what you want.” Finally, thank God, He answered me, “I don’t want you to have it.”
I said, “OK!”
That was frightening to me, “What if I would have taken it?” I felt like I had just passed a test, but God knew my heart, He already knew what I would do. He was proving me, showing me I would obey him—proving me to me. Years back he had ministered the words to me in Deuteronomy 8:
2 And thou shalt remember all the way which the Lord thy God led thee these forty years in the wilderness, to humble thee, and to prove thee, to know what was in thine heart, whether thou wouldest keep his commandments, or no.
He showed me my heart: I wanted the will of God more than anything else.
Six weeks later, God spoke to me on my way to see a horse; I was still a practicing veterinarian. He said, “Go to Plano and speak to the people of Plano.” With those words, I entered into the ministry of a prophet and teacher.
God bless you,