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LeFevre Family Prayer Letter June 2018

"And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them." 

Revelation 14:13

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

It is with mingled joy and sadness that I write this update.  Sometime in the early morning hours of June 5, Senior Missionary, Bro. Ralph Cheatwood, received the call from Heaven to come home.  As most of you know, it was just a few months ago he called the in-county missionaries together and announced he had been diagnosed with stage four cancer.  Though uncomfortable, he was never in extreme pain, for which we are thankful.  Our Turkish Gypsies held a memorial service in Bulgaria, then another in Romania.  There was also a graveside service attended by the missionary families, national pastors, and other workers.  He was buried alongside his grandson, not far from the Children's Home in Constanta, Romania.

 

William Walford authored the famous hymn "Sweet Hour of Prayer."  His third verse in particular,

 

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!

May I thy consolation share,

Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height,

I view my home and take my flight:

This robe of flesh I'll drop and rise

To seize the everlasting prize;

And shout, while passing through the air,

Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!

 

Bro. Ralph had been on the summit of "Mount Pisgah" for a few days.  Every day there, the clouds thinned a little bit more, shapes began to take form, as slowly the Promised Land came into focus.  His family sang to him daily while he lingered.  At some point, their songs blended with the singing from that other land until, finally, their song faded, and the chorus of the Redeemed was louder and clearer than those in the room.  At last, the summons came, the word was spoken, the Word had spoken.  Everything that bound him to this terrestrial ball, every weight that grounded him and held him fast, was at once loosed, and he soared to the Heavens.  So many of us that knew him felt his departure before we heard any news.  Maybe that was Bro. Ralph, missionary to the Turks, shouting, "Farewell, farewell!" as he passed above us.

 

We know that, with the passing of Bro. Cheatwood, much has and will change.  And yet, we have an abiding peace that Our God changes not.  His Spirit, His word, His way all remain the same.  I'm sure I speak for the other missionaries we work with, that, by the help of God, we'll continue in the path Bro. Ralph blazed: preaching, praying, singing, and rejoicing, endeavoring to lead those He's called us to, down the same path.  More than ever, please bind with us in praying for the work overseas.  It's the devil's business to sow discord and doubt.  He would have us fear that with Bro. Ralph gone, both spirit and support would dry up.  I ask you to help us pray and believe God, that He would show His power in saving more souls, calling more preachers, spreading the gospel farther, and meeting the needs of this work.

  

Speaking of farewells, the time is drawing closer for us to say ours.  Less than a month from now, we'll be on our way back to Bulgaria.  This part of the furlough is always bittersweet.  Our hearts break as we have to say goodbye.  Simultaneously, we're looking forward to returning, excited to see what God has in store for us.  I haven't made it a point to emphasize our needs this furlough, lest some slander us as "moochenaries."  I came to be a blessing, not to receive one; I came to brag on God, not beg.  The Lord will supply the things we need most, namely a vehicle and a home.  I only ask you to make it a matter of prayer.  Pray in faith, and then watch with us as God supplies.

 

July 9 will be here before you know it.  Pray for Mom.  She'll soon be 75.  She looks 60 and only occasionally acts her age.  Pray for her health and safety, her peace of mind and heart.  Also, pray for her aim.  I pity the poor soul who comes knocking after dark.  If you're a Mormon or Jehovah's Witness, steer well clear when the sun goes down.  And if you're a Democrat, steer well clear entirely.  In fact, it's advisable for anyone wishing to pay her a visit to call before you come.  Word of warning: If she reaches for her "Whitman's Sampler" box, make your apology and a hasty exit.  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

 

May 2018 William LeFevre Family Prayer Letter

   "Wherefore remember, that ye being in time past Gentiles in the flesh… were without Christ … having no hope, and without God in the world: But now in Christ Jesus ye who sometimes were far off are made nigh by the blood of Christ."  Ephesians 2:11-13

 

 

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

 

Paul states in the above verses that as Gentiles, we were "aliens from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of promise."  While those two facts might not seem a reason for dismay, we are reminded by Scripture that: "salvation is of the Jew"; that Jesus Christ was the "minister of the circumcision" to "confirm the promises made unto the fathers"; that Christ was "made of a woman, made under the law, to redeem them that were under the law."  He sent out His disciples with this charge, "Go not into the way of the Gentiles… But go rather to the lost sheep of the house of Israel."  He said of Himself, "I am not sent but unto the lost sheep of the house of Israel."  John said, "he came unto his own," and Matthew stated, He came to save "his people from their sins." 

 

Now then, we see the terrible significance of being Gentile aliens and strangers: We were "without Christ."  We were left without a Savior or even the promise of a Savior.  We were wholly alone, resigned to live and die in our sins.  "Without Christ," we were "without hope, and without God."  "Without Christ," we were left as dead men walking, subjects of Satan, doomed to wander the course of this world with the children of disobedience, seeking fulfillment in the vanity of our flesh and minds, left to our own sinful lusts, under the awful condemnation of Heaven, awaiting the righteous judgment and wrath of Almighty God.

 

We were without Christ, without hope, without God!  But God in Heaven was not without love.  Israel, as a helpless newborn loathed by its mother, was cast in an open field, discarded as trash: navel uncut, lying in afterbirth, covered in blood, repellent to all who passed by.  But beholding him, God pitied him, and in love flew to his relief.  That great love that provoked God almighty to intervene on behalf of helpless Israel would not allow Him to forsake us in our hopeless estate.  He who is rich in mercy made a way on Calvary to welcome every Gentile into the family of God.  By the blood of Jesus Christ, we who were strangers and foreigners, outcasts and enemies, are now sufficient to sit at the same table with the saints.  Our sins having been atoned for by the same Lamb, we are now fellowcitizens of the same country, fellowheirs of the same inheritance, fellowoccupants of the same exalted state, and fellowpartakers of all the spiritual blessings in Christ Jesus.  We enjoy the same access to the Father and fellowship with His Son.  And we patiently wait for this same Jesus to return in the clouds and take us home.  In the meantime, we preach everywhere the same glorious gospel that opened the hearts of those first Gentile believers and trust the selfsame God to accomplish the same thing today.  Now we not only have Christ, but are in Christ, and, as such, we have the hope of glory, and by the Spirit of His Son in our hearts, we cry unto God our Father.

 

Does that excite you?  It certainly does me.  Wherever I am, whatever I need, through Jesus I can obtain help of God.  What else could anyone want?  Maybe a prayer letter every now and again.  It's been a good while since I've updated you on our furlough.  Here's my update: It's going well and is almost over.  My wife (who once more begs me to make up my mind whether I'm writing devotionals or updates), informed me a day or two ago that we'd been in forty meetings in the last forty days.  We've been in many meetings, some with great rejoicing, some that fed our hearts and stirred up our pure minds, but all good.  I've been encouraged in the last few meetings, as several people have mentioned reading these letters.  One preacher mentioned an object of prayer I thought no one but the Lord had noticed, and informed me he was earnestly praying for its fulfillment.  That means more to me than I can express.  I trust that, through your prayers, the good God of Heaven will grant all our petitions. 

 

A few weeks back, I was preaching about our God being a personal God, knowing our desires, and working on our behalf for His glory.  Well, I preached myself under conviction.  After the service I thought, I'm not allowing God to be my God.  I'm not consciously giving Him place to work in my life.  I found a quiet corner of the church, pulled out a pen and paper, and wrote out a "Honey-do" list.  I wrote out things I needed done in my heart, home, and in the work of God.  In short, I renewed our relationship and invited Him to renew me.  What do you expect followed?  If you guessed "health, wealth, and prosperity," you're probably reading the wrong missionary's letter.  Spiritual warfare took place.  I reckon the devil must have been looking over my shoulder, reading my list, and listening to my prayer.  We've been in good meetings since, don't get me wrong; they've been blessed meetings, but hard-fought meetings.  The work of God doesn't come without spiritual opposition and oppression.  Nevertheless, I believe God, that everything shall be well.  My beloved Savior knows our needs and will be pleased to supply them.  Furthermore, He knows us and will be glorified in us.  My Lord will work when all hell is raging, and spread a table for us, laden with the delectables of Heaven, in the very presence of our enemies, and they won't be able to do a single thing about it.  O what a Savior is mine!

 

I close as last time, with the verse etched on my dear old Dad's gravestone: "Sirs, be of good cheer: for I believe God, that it shall be even as it was told me."   Pray for us.  We depart for Bulgaria July 9.  Keep us in mind as we reach the home stretch.  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

 

Re: February 2018 Prayer Letter

Very nice! 

On Feb 15, 2018 9:20 PM, "William LeFevre" <wdlefevre09@gmail.com> wrote:

"...the house that is to be builded for the LORD must be exceeding magnifical,

of fame and of glory throughout all countries..." 1 Chronicles 22:5

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

King David set out to build the House of the Lord. He envisioned that it ought to be the most magnificent building ever constructed, or ever to be constructed. He envisioned that for sheer scope and grandeur, it should have no equal; that its expense should be uncalculable; that its symmetry and detail, to the most minute degree, defy man's belief in its possibility; that its wonder and fame should be sounded the world over, and wanderers be drawn to it; and that its beauty should melt the hearts of all who behold it. To that end, he devoted all his energy, time, purse, and intellect. Solomon, expressing David's devotion, said, "The house which I build is great: for great is our God above all gods." This temple wasn't meant to be solely an unparalleled offering — a gift rendered to God for His great goodness and exceeding mercies — but a visible reflection of all that David beheld in His God. And all who beheld it couldn't help but note the warrior-king's consuming love.

There's a whole lot of preaching in those thoughts for those that would build the House of God, but I've another thought in mind. David prepared for, and Solomon built, the most magnificent building ever constructed, from the rarest and most costly of materials. Nothing but the absolute best would do, and nothing mean or meager would even be considered. Still, after its completion and dedication, as magnificent as it was, it reached its historical zenith and began a slow decline. It was eventually plundered and torn down by the Babylonians and rebuilt a generation later, a mere shadow of its former self. David had attempted what our God had desired, to create a place worthy of His presence. David's heart was perfect, and his intentions blessed by Heaven, but he was still flesh.

Several hundred years later, near the coasts of Caesarea Philippi, the Lord Jesus Christ uttered these words: "I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." The one for whom the temple had been erected had come in the flesh to do what man could not. Blessed be His name, Our Great Savior accomplished what David attempted! He has built for Himself, by Himself, a worthy habitation. The sheer scope and grandeur of His design, in its symmetry and intricacy, boggles the mind. Through faith in His name, dead sinners, made of cursed dust, by His exceeding love and grace, are made anew into lively stones, elect and precious. With them He has built a building whose price cannot be fathomed, for Heaven spared no expense in purchasing material. He has redeemed it by His blood, sanctified it by His word, empowered it with His Spirit, glorified it by His presence, and beautified it with His salvation. Moreover, He's given His word that Hell wouldn't prevail against it; because the Lamb "hath prevailed," His church will prevail. And glory to God I'm a part of it! There are those who would seek to replace it and site insufficiency; there are those who disdain it and site hypocrisy; there are those who ignore it and site irrelevancy; but I adore it and site Calvary! To unbelieving eyes, the church holds no attraction, yet she has the attention of Heaven: for our Lord "seeth not as a man seeth," rather our God sees in us the glory of His Son, and is satisfied.

Look here, I've been so excited contemplating this, I've gone and taken up this whole prayer letter! My wife, proofreading this, said it ought to be called a devotional rather than a prayer letter. Pray for her. Before I go any farther, I hope this letter finds you rejoicing in the New Year! It'll be happier still if you spend it with the Church, fellowshipping with Jesus. We passed the old year with the Church in several countries and on two continents. And wherever we've gone, we've found His grace sufficient. It is our hope to pass 2018 the same way, in church, praising God, and telling of His goodness; basking in the light of His love; and worshipping at His feet.

My daughter, Dixie Joy, and I closed out 2017 in sickness. I had pneumonia and she had the flu and strep. Thankfully, we're both mended and glad to be on the road again. Pray for us; while this month is almost entirely filled up, the rest of our schedule remains fairly open. We still have until the end of June on this furlough — plenty of time to visit. If you'd like us to stop by and update you on the work in Bulgaria, to testify, sing or preach, don't hesitate to let us know. We'd love to come and tell of the goodness of our Savior demonstrated toward our gypsy Turks. Also, feel free to pass our information along to any other pastors or churches, and especially to as many praying people as you know.

We've got some pretty big prayer requests (a vehicle, a house, added support), all certainly bigger than you and I are able to meet. Yet, thankfully, I have a big God, who gave an exceeding great and precious promise, and His word is faithful and true. And there's never been a saint yet who has taxed the Lord's purse strings with the size of their request. Moreover, it pleases Him to answer our prayers, and the greater and more impossible the request, the better He's pleased to meet it. In fact, He petitions us to petition Him, to try Him, and see what He's able to do. What a God! I bless His name for what He's going to do on our behalf. Rejoice with me by faith, trusting His promise, watching for its fulfillment.

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

I close with the Apostle Paul and say, "Sirs, be of good cheer: for I believe God, that it shall be even as it was told me." 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

February 2018 Prayer Letter

"...the house that is to be builded for the LORD must be exceeding magnifical,

of fame and of glory throughout all countries..." 1 Chronicles 22:5

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

King David set out to build the House of the Lord. He envisioned that it ought to be the most magnificent building ever constructed, or ever to be constructed. He envisioned that for sheer scope and grandeur, it should have no equal; that its expense should be uncalculable; that its symmetry and detail, to the most minute degree, defy man's belief in its possibility; that its wonder and fame should be sounded the world over, and wanderers be drawn to it; and that its beauty should melt the hearts of all who behold it. To that end, he devoted all his energy, time, purse, and intellect. Solomon, expressing David's devotion, said, "The house which I build is great: for great is our God above all gods." This temple wasn't meant to be solely an unparalleled offering — a gift rendered to God for His great goodness and exceeding mercies — but a visible reflection of all that David beheld in His God. And all who beheld it couldn't help but note the warrior-king's consuming love.

There's a whole lot of preaching in those thoughts for those that would build the House of God, but I've another thought in mind. David prepared for, and Solomon built, the most magnificent building ever constructed, from the rarest and most costly of materials. Nothing but the absolute best would do, and nothing mean or meager would even be considered. Still, after its completion and dedication, as magnificent as it was, it reached its historical zenith and began a slow decline. It was eventually plundered and torn down by the Babylonians and rebuilt a generation later, a mere shadow of its former self. David had attempted what our God had desired, to create a place worthy of His presence. David's heart was perfect, and his intentions blessed by Heaven, but he was still flesh.

Several hundred years later, near the coasts of Caesarea Philippi, the Lord Jesus Christ uttered these words: "I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." The one for whom the temple had been erected had come in the flesh to do what man could not. Blessed be His name, Our Great Savior accomplished what David attempted! He has built for Himself, by Himself, a worthy habitation. The sheer scope and grandeur of His design, in its symmetry and intricacy, boggles the mind. Through faith in His name, dead sinners, made of cursed dust, by His exceeding love and grace, are made anew into lively stones, elect and precious. With them He has built a building whose price cannot be fathomed, for Heaven spared no expense in purchasing material. He has redeemed it by His blood, sanctified it by His word, empowered it with His Spirit, glorified it by His presence, and beautified it with His salvation. Moreover, He's given His word that Hell wouldn't prevail against it; because the Lamb "hath prevailed," His church will prevail. And glory to God I'm a part of it! There are those who would seek to replace it and site insufficiency; there are those who disdain it and site hypocrisy; there are those who ignore it and site irrelevancy; but I adore it and site Calvary! To unbelieving eyes, the church holds no attraction, yet she has the attention of Heaven: for our Lord "seeth not as a man seeth," rather our God sees in us the glory of His Son, and is satisfied.

Look here, I've been so excited contemplating this, I've gone and taken up this whole prayer letter! My wife, proofreading this, said it ought to be called a devotional rather than a prayer letter. Pray for her. Before I go any farther, I hope this letter finds you rejoicing in the New Year! It'll be happier still if you spend it with the Church, fellowshipping with Jesus. We passed the old year with the Church in several countries and on two continents. And wherever we've gone, we've found His grace sufficient. It is our hope to pass 2018 the same way, in church, praising God, and telling of His goodness; basking in the light of His love; and worshipping at His feet.

My daughter, Dixie Joy, and I closed out 2017 in sickness. I had pneumonia and she had the flu and strep. Thankfully, we're both mended and glad to be on the road again. Pray for us; while this month is almost entirely filled up, the rest of our schedule remains fairly open. We still have until the end of June on this furlough — plenty of time to visit. If you'd like us to stop by and update you on the work in Bulgaria, to testify, sing or preach, don't hesitate to let us know. We'd love to come and tell of the goodness of our Savior demonstrated toward our gypsy Turks. Also, feel free to pass our information along to any other pastors or churches, and especially to as many praying people as you know.

We've got some pretty big prayer requests (a vehicle, a house, added support), all certainly bigger than you and I are able to meet. Yet, thankfully, I have a big God, who gave an exceeding great and precious promise, and His word is faithful and true. And there's never been a saint yet who has taxed the Lord's purse strings with the size of their request. Moreover, it pleases Him to answer our prayers, and the greater and more impossible the request, the better He's pleased to meet it. In fact, He petitions us to petition Him, to try Him, and see what He's able to do. What a God! I bless His name for what He's going to do on our behalf. Rejoice with me by faith, trusting His promise, watching for its fulfillment.

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

I close with the Apostle Paul and say, "Sirs, be of good cheer: for I believe God, that it shall be even as it was told me." 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

William LeFevre October 2017 Prayer Letter

 "...Who am I, O LORD God, and what is mine house, that thou hast brought me hitherto?"

1 Chronicles 17:16

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

For those of you who don't know, as it's been too long since I've written, we are Stateside. We arrived safely and without incident August 24th. After a brief period of rest and recuperation, we started on the road. We've been traveling for almost a month, all the way from Michigan to Florida and many points in between. It has been good to renew old acquaintances, and make many more new ones. We also, after securing a cell phone, have a new, direct means of contact. Our new phone number is: (828) 592-1498. If you'd like to have us in, to update you on the work in Bulgaria, to testify, sing or preach, don't hesitate to let us know. We'd love to come and tell the goodness of our Savior demonstrated toward our gypsy Turks. Also, feel free to pass our information along to any other pastors or churches, and especially to as many praying people as you know.

We have been blessed to be in several good, strong meetings; and they have refreshed our spirits. It is a blessing in itself to be in meetings where Christ Jesus is glorified, and His Spirit manifested; to know that God is still at work in America, in this wicked day; to know that there are still, scattered here and there, people who both know, and desire the God of glory and the glory of God. It is my heart's desire to be in, and have my little family in, as many of those meetings as I can. And when I can't, to bring that same spirit to as many meetings as I'm in. If there is a dearth in this land, it is for a lack of preaching that provokes people to worship God in Spirit and in truth: that gives Jesus Christ the preeminence, and lifts Him high as an object of wonder and adoration, worthy of worship, love and sacrifice. O what a high estate to be known by Him, to be called His own! O for an insatiable hunger to know Him greater!

Pray for us. As we are traveling, pray the Lord fills us with His good Spirit, that we might bring Him glory, and be a help and a blessing wherever He leads us. Pray for our safety. Pray for more opportunities to testify of God's goodness manifested on the mission field. Pray for our upcoming needs, those here, and those awaiting us when we return. It is human nature to calculate the immensity of a need, against the little at hand, and so grow discouraged. But that equation leaves out the key component: our great Savior. The last day of a three day meeting, and the Savior said they'd close with a meal. Brother Philip surveyed the crowd, and then checked the bank account, and said there wasn't enough to feed everyone. Brother Andrew went a little farther, and found among the thousands, only one little boy brought lunch, but stated, as a matter of fact, it wasn't enough. They both had subtracted Jesus; but add the Lord to your want and watch what happens. Bless the Lord, my needs exceed your resources and mine, but not His. Thank you Lord, for meeting all we stand in need of! Help us pray; believe for us when our faith wanes, and we'll do the same for you. We love you and look forward to hearing from you.


Because of a living Savior,


The William LeFevre Family

July 2017 LeFevre Family Prayer Letter

 "These things write I unto thee, hoping to come unto thee shortly:" 1 Timothy 3:14

Our praying friends and family in the Lord,

In the village of Shkorpilovtsi, the church continues to thrive. The lady of the house, Nazife, who long ago opened her heart and home to the Lord, has recently returned from Austria. She didn't want to go initially, but her children, who have lived there for years, begged her. In addition to the family reunion, she'd be able to get better health care, having suffered long from the residual effects of chemotherapy. She went, determined to make the best of it. She took with her as many New Testaments and hymnbooks as she could carry in her luggage. While there, she would often call back during our services to hear us singing hymns and would join with us over the phone. After passing the winter idly, she made up her mind to return home. Her family tried to dissuade her, but she was set on returning. The first church service after her return, she cried and hugged everyone. She said, "I got back to my house on Tuesday, but today I'm home." That first meeting, after many tears and testimonies, Nazife asked prayer for her daughter. They had found tumors on her vocal chords, and the doctors had said there was a good possibility, in removing them, that she'd never speak again. That evening we had special prayer for her. The whole week, however, her burdened mother prayed without ceasing. She knew the surgery was scheduled for sometime that week, but had no idea when precisely. Friday morning she received a phone call. She was ecstatic to hear her daughter speaking clearly, praising God for bringing her safely through. This week her family from Austria is visiting. Our dear sister is planning a thanksgiving supper, inviting everyone who will come to rejoice with her in God's deliverance.

In Novi Pazar, through a series of unfortunate events, one of our elderly church members' daughter was arrested. She was held in the local jail until arrangements could be made to transport her to prison. Her mother was devastated at the news. She came to church in such a state that her unbearable burden moved every heart. From every corner she heard that her daughter was beyond help and would likely suffer horribly in prison. But prayer was made by the church, and our hurting hearts moved our heavenly Father. The local authorities transported the young lady to the prison in Ruse, and there left her to be admitted. Soon the prison called back to the local police asking for the woman's paperwork. The police said they had no paperwork, that they had given it all to the prison. The prison said no one had given them anything. After a heated back and forth, the prison said they wouldn't admit her without paperwork. The local police said they couldn't take her back to jail without paperwork. They decided the best course of action was to take her home and forget it ever happened. Our God still answers prayers.

Last Saturday we held an impromptu meeting in Dabravino. There was a sense of urgency leading up to and surrounding the service. Upon arriving, Bro. Cheatwood said it had been on his heart to ordain several of the men that had been laboring with us in the work and had shown themselves called and faithful. I, myself, had been meditating on the necessity of ordination, and the laying on of hands, earlier in the week. Bro. Zach, during his morning devotions, had been studying on first Timothy, concerning the office of a pastor, and had determined, should the opportunity present itself, from there to preach. None of us had known what was on the others' minds, but it seemed certain the Lord desired the separation and sanctioning of these men for His purpose. Having confidence in the will of the Lord, we laid hands on and prayed over four or our nationals: Alish, Ahmet, Alish the elder, and Nasuf. Rejoicing in their ordination, however, we were all reminded of the vastness of this work and the need for more national pastors. Pray with us, please, that the Lord would call others to labor among their own people for the glory of the Lord Jesus, and the saving of souls.

Finally, I'd again like to ask you all for your faith and prayers. Our furlough is fast approaching. Lord willing, we will be departing August 23^rd for an extended visit to the States. We are packing up house here in Levski, moving out one more time in preparation for our departure. It's my desire, while on furlough, to see as many of you as possible and get to as many new meetings as the Lord provides. Please, if you have any open dates and would like us in, all our contact info is below. We'd love to come and testify as to the goodness of our Savior demonstrated toward the gypsy Turks of Bulgaria.

Pray for us. As you can imagine, our needs are many, but I'm not asking for anything more than your help in praying and believing. I'm thankful for all that the Lord Jesus does for us and with us here. I bless the Lord in everything, for good times and hard times. I even thank Him for the ol' Devil that fights us, for trials, storms, and valleys. And I thank Him now for what will be, for meeting these things we have need of. I rejoice in their fulfillment. My needs exceed your resources and mine, but not the Lord's. Our heavenly Joseph is in charge of the storehouses of God's bounty, and they stand open to needy souls. Help us pray; believe for us when our faith wanes, and we'll do the same for you. We love you.

Because of a living Saviour,

The William LeFevre Family