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Re: June 2019 LeFevre Family Prayer Letter

Apologies, I sent out the letter but forgot to attach the pdf.

William

On Thu, May 30, 2019 at 4:41 PM William LeFevre <wdlefevre09@gmail.com> wrote:

"For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations."  Psalm 100:5

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

It sure is good to know that "the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations."  Those three things: His unfailing goodness, His everlasting mercy, and His enduring truth are the bedrock of our Christian experience, the foundation upon which all are hopes are built.  He is good, has always been good, and will always be good.  Moreover, He is good to all.  In trials and tribulations, He is good.  In correction, He is good.  On the day of judgment, He will be good.  Because He is good and goodness personified, we can trust that He always has our best in mind.  He is merciful, infinitely merciful.  Mercy is for the guilty, and the guilty soul need never fear His mercies will fail or expire.  Because He is merciful, we can draw nigh to Him, trusting that by His mercy alone we are accepted, comforted and helped.  His truth endures.  It has endured, preserved, inspired, perfect and powerful, from when He first spoke it, to when I heard it and believed.  And we glory that the same truth that convicted, convinced, converted and comforted us will still avail for our children's children and beyond.  Because His truth is everlasting, we can be confident that what He has promised He will always perform. 

 

Hannah and our little unborn baby are still faring well; the pregnancy is progressing normally, and everyone appears strong and healthy.  Hannah is a little more fatigued with this baby than she was with the others, but she's put this down to her advanced age. She's 33.  Still, after much prayer and consideration, given all we've been through to this point, I feel it's in the best interest of mother and baby to return to America for the birth.  Lord willing, we'll return at the end of June, in just four short weeks.  There, we'll get Hannah settled and set up with regular doctor visits.  I'd also like to get into as many meetings as I can while there.  If you're interested, and I pray you are, let me know any way you can.  All our contact information is always at the bottom of every prayer letter.

 

We were overjoyed to welcome the Welches, my in-laws, back to the field after their recent furlough.  Bro. Matt is beloved by all our believers.  Wherever I went during his absence, people would greet me and then ask when Matt was returning.  When meeting Turks or Bulgarians for the first time, I would introduce myself as Bro. William, a missionary from America.  Noticing their pleasant indifference, I would follow it up with, "I'm Bro. Matt's son-in-law," whereupon their demeanor would change, and I was welcomed as a friend and plied with questions as to Bro. Matt and his family's health and well-being.  It's good being Bro. Matt's son-in-law, chiefly because I'm married to his prettiest daughter.

 

Meetings continue to go well.  We have open houses in which to preach and open hearts willing to listen to preaching.  We continue to have "fellowship" meetings every month, where we bring as many of our believers together as practical.  We have two services, with a meal in between.  Every service is directed by the leadership of the Spirit of God, yet, typically, we allow the first service for singing and preaching.  The second service is open for testimonies.  It's refreshing to hear so many "salvation stories" but also to hear how the Lord is actively working in their day-to-day lives.  Our next one will be in a few days.  Word has gone out, and people are already excited, anticipating seeing fellow saints and worshipping the Savior together.

 

Bro. Demir's health is stable.  He'll never recover complete strength in those areas of his body that were affected by stroke a few years back, but that doesn't stop him.  He battles a number of health issues daily that require constant regulation: his blood sugar and blood pressure.  Many mornings his head is "swimming" while he tries to get regulated.  Still, he has it in his heart to preach, to do what he can to "feed the flock of God."  Keep him in your prayers.  Also, his daughter-in-law, Gülcan (pronounced Gewl-john), is expecting.  She is in her eighth month.  During her last doctor's visit they informed her the baby was breach, and scheduled her for a C-section.  That's their answer for everything, C-section or abortion.  Please pray for her and the baby.  It'll be Demir and Asiye's second grandchild, the first to actually live with them.  They are both excited to finally be hands-on grandparents.

 

We trust the Lord that you all are blessed, well looked after, and leaning on the same everlasting arms that comfort and sustain us.  We thank each and every one of you for all your help.  We love you in the Lord Jesus, and trust Him to meet and utterly exceed the desire of your hearts.  We are upheld by His power manifested through your prayers.  Continue, please, to pray for Hannah and the baby.  Pray for our upcoming trip.  Pray for the work here and its workmen, that our God would bless.  Love y'all and see you soon.

 

Because of a living Savior,

The William LeFevre Family

June 2019 LeFevre Family Prayer Letter

"For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations."  Psalm 100:5

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

It sure is good to know that "the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations."  Those three things: His unfailing goodness, His everlasting mercy, and His enduring truth are the bedrock of our Christian experience, the foundation upon which all are hopes are built.  He is good, has always been good, and will always be good.  Moreover, He is good to all.  In trials and tribulations, He is good.  In correction, He is good.  On the day of judgment, He will be good.  Because He is good and goodness personified, we can trust that He always has our best in mind.  He is merciful, infinitely merciful.  Mercy is for the guilty, and the guilty soul need never fear His mercies will fail or expire.  Because He is merciful, we can draw nigh to Him, trusting that by His mercy alone we are accepted, comforted and helped.  His truth endures.  It has endured, preserved, inspired, perfect and powerful, from when He first spoke it, to when I heard it and believed.  And we glory that the same truth that convicted, convinced, converted and comforted us will still avail for our children's children and beyond.  Because His truth is everlasting, we can be confident that what He has promised He will always perform. 

 

Hannah and our little unborn baby are still faring well; the pregnancy is progressing normally, and everyone appears strong and healthy.  Hannah is a little more fatigued with this baby than she was with the others, but she's put this down to her advanced age. She's 33.  Still, after much prayer and consideration, given all we've been through to this point, I feel it's in the best interest of mother and baby to return to America for the birth.  Lord willing, we'll return at the end of June, in just four short weeks.  There, we'll get Hannah settled and set up with regular doctor visits.  I'd also like to get into as many meetings as I can while there.  If you're interested, and I pray you are, let me know any way you can.  All our contact information is always at the bottom of every prayer letter.

 

We were overjoyed to welcome the Welches, my in-laws, back to the field after their recent furlough.  Bro. Matt is beloved by all our believers.  Wherever I went during his absence, people would greet me and then ask when Matt was returning.  When meeting Turks or Bulgarians for the first time, I would introduce myself as Bro. William, a missionary from America.  Noticing their pleasant indifference, I would follow it up with, "I'm Bro. Matt's son-in-law," whereupon their demeanor would change, and I was welcomed as a friend and plied with questions as to Bro. Matt and his family's health and well-being.  It's good being Bro. Matt's son-in-law, chiefly because I'm married to his prettiest daughter.

 

Meetings continue to go well.  We have open houses in which to preach and open hearts willing to listen to preaching.  We continue to have "fellowship" meetings every month, where we bring as many of our believers together as practical.  We have two services, with a meal in between.  Every service is directed by the leadership of the Spirit of God, yet, typically, we allow the first service for singing and preaching.  The second service is open for testimonies.  It's refreshing to hear so many "salvation stories" but also to hear how the Lord is actively working in their day-to-day lives.  Our next one will be in a few days.  Word has gone out, and people are already excited, anticipating seeing fellow saints and worshipping the Savior together.

 

Bro. Demir's health is stable.  He'll never recover complete strength in those areas of his body that were affected by stroke a few years back, but that doesn't stop him.  He battles a number of health issues daily that require constant regulation: his blood sugar and blood pressure.  Many mornings his head is "swimming" while he tries to get regulated.  Still, he has it in his heart to preach, to do what he can to "feed the flock of God."  Keep him in your prayers.  Also, his daughter-in-law, Gülcan (pronounced Gewl-john), is expecting.  She is in her eighth month.  During her last doctor's visit they informed her the baby was breach, and scheduled her for a C-section.  That's their answer for everything, C-section or abortion.  Please pray for her and the baby.  It'll be Demir and Asiye's second grandchild, the first to actually live with them.  They are both excited to finally be hands-on grandparents.

 

We trust the Lord that you all are blessed, well looked after, and leaning on the same everlasting arms that comfort and sustain us.  We thank each and every one of you for all your help.  We love you in the Lord Jesus, and trust Him to meet and utterly exceed the desire of your hearts.  We are upheld by His power manifested through your prayers.  Continue, please, to pray for Hannah and the baby.  Pray for our upcoming trip.  Pray for the work here and its workmen, that our God would bless.  Love y'all and see you soon.

 

Because of a living Savior,

The William LeFevre Family

LeFevre Family April 2019 Prayer Letter

"I John, who also am your brother, and companion in tribulation, and in the kingdom and patience of Jesus Christ, was in the isle that is called Patmos, 

for the word of God, and for the testimony of Jesus Christ.

I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day, and heard behind me a great voice, as of a trumpet," Revelation 1:9-10

 

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

John the Revelator, the beloved disciple, he who pillowed his head over the heart of the Lord Jesus, when writing his introduction, could have listed any number of experiences to establish his credentials.  Yet, above everything, he claims kinship: "who also am your brother." It's good to have a brother, a fellow member of the family, one in fellowship and relationship, seated at the same table, basking in the love of the same father.  And yet, Brother John also claims companionship.  He states that he is our "companion in tribulation."  If a brother in blessedness is good, how much more a friend, and fellow traveler through life's tribulations?  To have someone with you when you face uncertainty is worth more than gold.  As a final credential, Brother John notes his citizenship in the "kingdom and patience of Jesus Christ."  Not only, he declares, are we members of the same family, but we're also companions on the same journey, fraught with danger, headed homeward to the celestial city where we'll reside forever.

 

I am thankful today for God's children, for each and every brother and sister in the Lord Jesus Christ.  Our God has a great big family that spans the world over.  And wherever you meet a brother or sister, there's a little slice of home; in the presence of family, you can't feel like a stranger.  I am twice-blessed to have fellow-helpers in time of heartache.  The Lord ensures that His own are never alone, that when troubles come and storms arise, there are hands outstretched to lift you, arms open wide to embrace you, ears to hear your cries and complaints, eyes open in watchful waiting. 

 

As many of you already know, the end of March found us in need of help, spiritually and physically.  My wife, feeling uneasy in body and mind, visited her doctor.  We learned, to our surprise, that she was expecting.  However, there was a problem apparent in the ultrasound.  The doctor said the problem could be taken care of with a small procedure, which she readily performed, except it couldn't, and wasn't.  Having failed, the doctor suggested an abortion was the best alternative.  An abortion, she assured, would prevent any and all complications with the developing fetus as well as Hannah's health.  We absolutely refused and were met with cold indifference.  Leaving the doctor's, we resolved that Hannah should immediately return to America and give this little miracle every fighting chance to survive.  We committed everything into the hands of our good God and made the arrangements.  That was Tuesday afternoon; by Thursday morning, she was on a plane bound for America.  Friday morning, she walked into the ER in Bristol, Tennessee.  After a battery of tests, the ER doctors reached the same conclusion: There was an obstruction to fetal development in the womb that could be easily extracted, except it couldn't, and wasn't.  Having failed, they assured us that even though there was an obstruction, they would monitor every step of fetal development to ensure survival.  Hannah would not be allowed to travel.  Further, they recommended her to a well-known specialist in the field.  They sent all the information ahead, and the doctor readily agreed to see Hannah.  That was Friday; the appointment with the specialist would be on Tuesday.  When this problem first arose, I posted about it on Facebook, requesting prayer.  That post went the world over and was seen by thousands.  People were praying everywhere.  Our little group of missionaries were praying.  Our nationals and churches here were praying.  It came into my heart that Friday, after learning what the ER doctors had said, that if the Holy Ghost could enter the womb of Elizabeth and fill John the Baptist, yet unborn, with the Spirit, that it wouldn't be any trouble at all for Him to see to the problems facing our little baby.  Tuesday morning rolled around.  Hannah visited the specialist.  The specialist viewed all the material available.  She looked at the pictures taken in Bulgaria.  She looked at the pictures sent from the ER.  She decided she could do the procedure the others had failed at.  She sent Hannah for an ultrasound.  They studied the ultrasound, and studied, and studied, and couldn't find the problem.  It wasn't there.  It was gone.  "You have a perfectly healthy baby, developing right on schedule," she told Hannah. "There is no problem."  Bless the Lord!  He alone "doeth great wonders."  "For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of him:" 1 Samuel 1:27

 

I had intended to write this letter as a special "thank you" to all who helped towards our vehicle.  I am extremely grateful for it, but more so, for you all.  Y'all helped meet a need, for my family and the ministry.  It was a great need, beyond our personal means.  I thank God for everything that was given and for everyone who gave.  The Lord bless each and every one of you.  But then this "trial" arose, which eclipsed all other concerns, a trial that money couldn't solve, and again, you all helped.  You prayed.  You took what you knew to God above, and He intervened on our behalf.  Thank you for giving toward the purchase of a vehicle.  But thank you so much the more for praying for us in our time of need.  The Lord God has been close these last few days, weeks, months even.  More than ever before, I see His handiwork, His soon answering of prayers.  Someone said, "Wow, as lucky as you are, you ought to buy a lottery ticket."  But it's not luck.  I won the lottery thirty-one years ago, the day I trusted Jesus Christ to save me from sin, death, and hell.  And He's an ever present help in and out of trouble.  He's been looking for a means, a way in, that He might illustrate His love, power, mercy, and faithfulness.  And every now and again, I have sense enough to throw open the door and cry, "Come in and be all You want to be, and do all You want to do!"

 

Continue to pray for us.  Hannah and Dixie Joy return the twenty-fifth of April.  (Did I forget to mention Dixie Joy accompanied her Momma?  She did.  Did I forget to mention my in-laws, the Welches, how much of a blessing they are, and a help, every single one of them?  They are.  Did I forget to mention that just yesterday I received a text that said our plane tickets were paid off?  They have been.  Can I forget to mention that the Lord is behind every single one of these things, using people to say, "I love you"?  I can't.)  Pray for Hannah, for the trip, for the upcoming months.  Pray for "Our Little Miracle," that everything would continue to go well.  Pray for us boys, that we get everything in order before Momma shows back up.  Pray for the work and its workmen.  The Lord blesses and blesses, in spite of us.  God bless each and every one of you, exceeding abundantly above all you may ask or think, out of His abundant riches in glory.  We love y'all.

 

 

Because of a living Savior,

The William LeFevre Family

LeFevre Family January 2019 Prayer Letter

"He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all,

how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?"  Romans 8:32

 

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

Happy New Year to one and all.  We trust everyone had a Merry Christmas and blessed holiday season.

 

I'd like to express my praise and thanks to our good God.  For over a year now we've been praying for a new vehicle.  Our present car, a Dacia MCV Logan (if you'd care to Google it) was purchased in 2011, right after arriving here.  The years, miles, and especially the roads, have taken their toll, and we knew it was only a matter of time before something major happened.  We made our petition to Heaven, trusted God to provide and to take care of us until He did.  This last furlough I didn't emphasize our needs, choosing rather to uplift the Lord whenever and wherever I had opportunity to preach.  Just before Christmas, and maybe even before then, the Lord began to move in people's hearts to help us.  By New Year's we had all the money we'd need to purchase a new Dacia Lodgy.  A week later we placed our order.  Our vehicle will be ready, Lord willing, at the end of March.  While we bless the Lord Jesus, and give Him all the praise and glory, we acknowledge that He uses men to accomplish His purposes.  Therefore, we bless the Lord for every one of you who prayed, passed the word, and gave to meet this need.  The Lord bless you all exceeding abundantly out of His riches in glory.

 

Pastor Demir sends his greetings to one and all.  As many of you know, he has struggled physically, the result of two strokes two years ago.  He has other health issues, and has been back and forth to doctors seeking relief and treatment.  Just before Christmas an offering was taken to help him meet the needs of this expense.  I was pleased to be the agent delivering that demonstration of love.  When I explained a church filled with fellow believers he didn't know, and would likely never meet, loved him and sent help for him, he fought back tears, and said, "Please tell everyone 'Thank you.'"  His wife, Asiye, didn't fight anything back, and cried at every meeting, testifying of God's good grace demonstrated through His people.  Demir entered the hospital just before Christmas.  His medicine has been adjusted, and he seems to be improving.  A week ago he went in for a week of physical therapy.  He was supposed to stay at the hospital, but as the therapy was only in the early morning and evening, he would escape during the day and come to meeting.  Bless the Lord for a faithful pastor.

 

Bro. Larry Leach has been faithful in distributing to the needs of the poorest among our church members.  "Coats for Kids" has been a blessing to hundreds upon hundreds of our believers.  I heard a testimony today from a dear sister in the village of Detalina.  She said her husband had been out of work for a long time.  Finally, last week, the Lord opened a door for him to work in Varna, about thirty minutes away.  She said, with no work, they had run out of money.  They had no idea how they would make it until his first paycheck arrived.  She personally went to a number of neighbors and relatives, asking for fifty leva to help make it through the week; no one had any money to spare.  Then came the coat distribution.  In spite of their lack, they were overjoyed to at least have a warm coat for their child, and thanked the Lord for it.  When they got home, they checked the pockets and found them filled with socks and candy.  The little boy noticed another pocket on the sleeve, too small for anything significant, and asked his mother to see if anything was in it.  To her wonder, she found folded up, French Francs.  Not recognizing the currency, she showed her husband, who upon asking a neighbor's advice, took it to a money changer, who exchanged the two French bills for the fifty leva they stood in need of.  The real blessing is, that some time ago, someone, somewhere, by Divine providence, stuck some money in a pocket and forgot about it; that before this need was ever felt, our good and gracious God had already provided for its relief; and that burdened men were used by God to convey the blessing.  Can anyone beat this?  Can anyone anywhere find anything better than being in this good way?  As the Psalmist said, "Who is so great a God as our God?"

 

I think of the verse that preceded this prayer letter.  I thought of it the other day, and my heart smote me.  Too often I've read that verse, and prayed that verse, claiming the promise of God's free provision of "all things".  I've preached about the "blank check" that faith in a good God provides; and it does, I still believe that.  I've viewed that verse through the prism of my own need, glossing over the expense to meet my need.  "He that spared not his own Son", the verse says.  But notice where God began.  He didn't begin by providing everything else, then at the last, as a final demonstration of His great love, offer His own beloved Son.  No, He first gave His most treasured possession, His only begotten Son.  What is it then to give anything else, when He's already given His everything?  How insignificant our little prayers are then to One who would give us everything.  Oh for the boldness to believe the loving provision of God, and open our mouths wide!

 

Please keep us in your prayers.  Pray for our little children, for their physical and spiritual well-being.  Pray for Hannah and me, that we'd be parents pleasing to the Lord.  Pray for the work here.  We seldom tell of opposition, or problems we face, but know there are plenty.  Pray the Lord protects and keeps our hearts and minds.  Pray for the work:  we've got a ton, and we can't do it without the help and power of God.   Pray for the national pastors, the Lord knows the things they face on a daily basis.  Pray that we'd be strong in faith, not staggering at the promises of God; that our faith wouldn't be in word only, but in watching and waiting with joyful expectation.  And if you think about it, pray for our other needs: our home fund.  I'm blessed to serve the resurrected Christ, who is able to do exceeding abundantly above all I can ask or think.  Not only is He able, but He wants to as well.  He delights in illustrating His care for us all.  Bless His name. Believe for us when our faith wanes, and we'll do the same for you.  The good Lord bless you all out of His abundant riches in glory.

 

Because of a living Savior,

The William LeFevre Family

LeFevre Prayer Letter October 2018

"But he, being full of the Holy Ghost, looked up steadfastly into heaven, and saw the glory of God,

and Jesus standing on the right hand of God," Acts 7:55

"At midday, O king, I saw in the way a light from heaven, above the brightness of the sun,

shining round about me and them which journeyed with me."  Acts 26:13

 

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

I reckon Saul of Tarsus headed down the road toward Damascus, pondering the events of the previous few days.  The stoning of Stephen had unnerved him, particularly that look on Stephen's face.  What had Stephen seen that could cause such sublime tranquility while facing such satanic terror?  A few minutes later and the maddened crowd was literally gnashing him with their teeth, and he seemed not to notice.  Whatever he was looking at blinded him to everything occurring around him and to him.  What object was so captivating that a riot in progress couldn't distract him?  I reckon Saul thought to himself, "If I could only see what Stephen saw…" when, lo and behold, the object of Stephen's attentions stepped into view.  All at once, Saul understood: His brightness eclipsed the sun in its strength; His glory exceeded everything else in view; His voice drowned out all other sounds; His words melted Saul's heart.  What else could Saul do but happily surrender?  He asked for a name, and received in answer the name above every name: "I am Jesus."  What a change the "heavenly vision" made!  Old things were passed away, and everything was made new.  That same glorious spectacle is revealed to us today by the gospel.  No wonder Paul, formerly Saul, said, "Preach the word."  The preaching of the cross might be foolishness to some, but it's the revelation of the glory of God to all who believe.  Hallelujah.

 

Well howdy, one and all.  Let's jump into this prayer letter with a prayer request.  Please pray for Pastor Demir's health.  He's had several bouts of severe illness, and we're not sure whether the doctors are treating the symptoms or the cause.  We're not even sure if the doctors here know the cause.  Just pray.  Demir's faithfulness and desire are humbling.  The other day, at the close of our meeting, he excused himself and was sick outside.  That evening, I dropped him off at home and told him I'd see him again on Sunday.  Sunday rolled around and there he was, waiting for me outside his house.  On entering the vehicle, his wife informed me he had been sick and in bed since I'd dropped him off three days before.  He said he awoke that morning determined to go to church, and prayed for the Lord to strengthen him.  He said, "What else do I have?  This is my life; this is what I live to do."  Asiye, his wife, worries over him constantly.  She tells him, "We already lost Bro. Ralph this year; don't you even think about joining him!"

 

Our eleven churches are doing well.  One of the indicators of spiritual health is how the members treat the pastor.  Bro. Demir's churches love him.  At most meetings, someone always gives him something, be it dried goods, something from their canning, bread, or a dessert, anything to minister to his needs.  That does my heart good to see their care demonstrated.  They might not be able to give money, but they give what they can.

 

We're now in Gypsy summer, and the temperatures are back up after the first serious cold snap of fall.  Everyone is hurrying to get their wood cut and put up in preparation for the onset of winter.  Our little family is doing well.  We have made it through the first wave of seasonal sickness.  I can't say we're looking forward to the next wave.  Dixie Joy is attending pre-K here in the village, as well as doing A Beka at home.  She calls the school that she physically attends "real school" and the DVD school "fake school."  The boys only attend "fake school" but are prize pupils.  Carrick excels in language and writing, where Christian does exceedingly well in math.  It is amazing how much information their young minds absorb even when you don't think they are paying attention.  The other day, their Aunt Verity held a history party, with the theme being Bible characters.  Christian wanted to go as Moses.  We asked, "What do you know about Moses?  What would you say about him?"  He then recited Moses' life story in rich detail.  After the party, his cousin Levi told his mama, "Christian's story made us all look like wimps!"  That means the world to me: knowing my little boy is learning the scriptures.

 

Please keep us in your prayers.  Pray for our little children, for their physical and spiritual well-being.  Pray for Hannah and me, that we'd be parents pleasing to the Lord.  Pray for the work here.  We seldom tell of opposition or problems we face, but know that there are plenty.  Pray the Lord protects and keeps our hearts and minds.  Pray for the work:  We've got a ton, and we can't do it without the help and power of God.  Pray for the national pastors; the Lord knows the things they face on a daily basis.  Pray that we'd be strong in faith, not staggering at the promises of God; that our faith wouldn't be in word only, but in watching and waiting with joyful expectation.  And, if you think about it, pray for our vehicle and home fund.  I'm blessed to serve the resurrected Christ, who is able to do exceeding abundantly above all I can ask or think.  Not only is He able, but He wants to, as well.  He delights in illustrating His care for us all.  Bless His name. Believe for us when our faith wanes, and we'll do the same for you.  The good Lord bless you all out of His abundant riches in glory.

 

Because of a living Savior,

 

The William LeFevre Family

July Prayer Letter 2018

"And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf,

because he hath received him safe and sound."  Luke 15:27

 

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

Greetings from Dabravino, Bulgaria!  It's been close to a month since we were received "safe and sound," and while we're not quite back in the swing of things, we're certainly closer.  Every return trip requires readjustments.  Returning to "life as usual" in Bulgaria is a relearning process.  The first night in country, trusting adrenaline to overcome travel delirium, I went into town grocery shopping.  Ambling through the store, filling my cart with what I deemed as necessities, I eventually made my way to check out.  Placing my items on the conveyor, the attendant began setting certain things aside, eventually accumulating quite a pile.  She then informed me her scanner wouldn't read these items and asked if I wanted to put them back or allow someone else.  Somewhere inside me, a voice said, "Welcome back!"

 

A week after our arrival, we headed north to Romania, to Casa Julia, for our Missionary Camp Meeting.  It was the first meeting we've had without Bro. Cheatwood.  Things were notably different, not bad, just different.  Things change.  We wish they could remain comfortably the same forever, but they can't, and won't.  Change isn't necessarily bad.  Change awakens us to what is missing, and what was, and forces us to forge onward.  No one felt more keenly the loss of Elijah than Elisha, and yet he didn't wish him back, but rather sought the God who made him the man he was.  We missed Bro. Ralph; every message reflected that, but we met to worship God.  While there was a definite loss felt, there was also an unmistakable presence.  I preached the first service on "The Empty Seat and the Missed Servant" from the twentieth chapter of first Samuel: David was gone, but he left a binding promise of perpetual kindness to Jonathan and his house; he exhibited a surpassing love; and he eventually enjoyed a glad reunion.  It is a comfort to know that when inevitable change comes, it brings to light things we've missed.  When temporary things pass, eternal things shine forth.  It was a good spirit-refreshing, soul-restoring meeting, and I bless the Lord for it.

 

A few days following our camp meeting, we were invited to a Sofra in the village of Zlatna Niva.  As you may recall from previous prayer letters, a Turkish Sofra is a meal of thanksgiving.  When the Lord has done something extra special in someone's life, to show gratitude, they hold a supper.  They bid all who can, come to the feast.  The supper is preceded by a service.  Hymns are sung, then the individual is given the opportunity to declare the reason for the Sofra.  In this case, national pastor Alish's oldest daughter, Emine, wanted to give thanks to God for a clean bill of health from the oncologist.  After her testimony, many others testified of God's great kindness and mercy in relieving their distresses.  Young Alish brought a message from Matthew on "Ask and ye shall receive," regarding our heavenly Father's love for His children.  A young woman, herself battling cancer and touched by the testimonies and preaching, begged for prayer.  We cheerfully obliged and are trusting God for her help.  The service over, like all good Baptists everywhere, we eat.  We dined on young goat, wild rice, cucumber-tomato salad, and fresh rustic bread, with a side of hot peppers.  We wish all our believers would be that thankful.

 

We held our first big meeting of the summer last weekend, our first Bulgarian meeting without Bro. Cheatwood.  We had planned for a modest crowd, around one hundred people, thinking most would be working.  When the count was made, we had over a hundred and fifty.  Pastor Demir called me that morning and informed me more people wanted to come than we had planned.  So, we changed our plans and made accommodation for them.  The service was excellent, with Bro. Zach preaching from the first chapter of John regarding the baptism of Jesus.  That afternoon, four souls who had professed Christ in their village church were baptized in the Kamchia River.  The Kamchia was flowing particularly swiftly that day, and after almost losing the last candidate and a few of the missionaries, no one else felt the urge to enter the baptismal waters.

 

For the foreseeable future, I'm helping national pastor Demir.  He's been ill for the last couple of years, suffering the after effects of a number of mini-strokes.  Due to his health, he hasn't been able to shepherd his meetings as he'd like.  Prior to his initial stroke, Demir was as faithful a pastor as we have, always in church.  Now he's uncertain what the day will hold or whether his strength will sustain him.  Still, he doesn't complain.  Rather, he says his change in health is the best thing that's happened to him in a long time.  In every meeting this last week, he's testified that it's better to have no strength and rely on the Lord than to know everything and be able to work but miss God's will.  He said for years he preached from the shallow pool of his own understanding.  Then he had his stroke.  He couldn't speak hardly, and he wasn't strong enough to walk unassisted. All he could do was lie in bed.  He returned to his Bible and prayed for strength.  He said the Lord opened His word to him, and everything was sweet, fresh, and new.  He's a different preacher now.  He said today, "Sometimes when I come back from meetings, I can't remember how I got there or how I got home.  But in the church, during meeting, I feel like a young man, like I could do anything, and all I want to do is preach!"

 

The meetings have been strong, though sparsely attended.  The other day in Venelin, four people came out.  Still, we had meeting as if there were a hundred in attendance.  We closed the meeting with an invitation for prayer.  While praying, a horse wandered in.  Demir, without missing a beat, said, "Lord, grant this horse whatever he came for!"  The woman of the house, embarrassed, hurried the horse out.  On the way home, the ladies who came with us were lamenting the size of the crowd, wondering aloud where everyone was.  Asiye, Demir's wife, said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, only four people!"  "Six," Demir said emphatically, "the horse counts as two."

 

The Lord sure has been awfully good to us.  Before departing America, money came in to be put toward a future home, while still other money was designated for a vehicle.  We're a ways off from both, but closer than we were.  We thank everyone who gave, and bless the Lord who put it in your heart to help.  He's a good God, and our eyes are upon Him, trusting Him to do what's best.  We miss you all.  Pray for us.  We love you and look forward to hearing from you.  Believe for us when our faith wanes, and we'll do the same for you.  The good Lord bless you all out of His abundant riches in glory.

 

Because of a living Savior,

 

The William LeFevre Family