Thursday, September 27, 2012
An Update
Saturday, September 22, 2012
September Prayer Letter
"...they said, Can God furnish a table in the wilderness?" Psalm 78:19
"And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible." Mark 10:27
Our praying friends and family in the Lord,
This past weekend we held our third baptism of the summer, during another one of our extended meetings. While the crowd wasn't quite as large as at our other meetings, more than 30 believers were baptized. That makes more than 100 souls who have testified of their newfound faith so far this year. It's difficult to explain what baptism means to these new converts. Most of them were raised with a deathly fear of the water, especially the swiftly running rivers. Among the older generation, most of them have never stepped foot in lake, river or stream. For them to surmount their fear, willfully walk down into the river (we baptize right below a spillway) and submit to being plunged beneath the water is quite a testimony. While the soul being baptized wades out into the river, those on the shore sing loudly the songs of the redeemed. Prior to the preacher immersing the convert, all of the preachers present pause and pray for the faith of the new follower. After the baptismal service, we adjourn to the meeting house for several hours of singing, preaching, testifying and praying. At this last meeting, we had to make a special rule that only the new converts and those who came from the farthest villages could testify. Had we not, we might still be in meeting. With those limits explained, the service still lasted until after 10 p.m., having begun just before 6 p.m., with people waiting in line to tell the blessings of being a child of God.
This month we begin the process of applying for our second-year visa. During the spring, our attorney began preparing the paperwork and collecting the government signatures we need for application. Please pray that processing the paperwork will not be delayed, as our visas expire in October. Also, please pray that when the processing is completed, the money will be there to pick them up. The lawyer informed us the visas have gone up since last year. We know the Lord will supply, but pray for our faith.
I don't often mention our family life, as there is so much to say about the work that I haven't the space left to talk about us. We are presently looking for living accommodations, preparing for my brother's return just after the New Year. We want to be close to both of our families and right in the center of the work. If you think about it, pray the Lord leads us to the place He wants us to be. This week, our three-year-old, Carrick, began Bulgarian preschool. A little hesitant at first, he now enjoys the time he spends there. We hope he'll pick up the language. While officially everything is in Bulgarian, most of his classmates are Turks, so he's sure to get a good dose of both languages. Christian, now almost two years old, remains at home with Hannah. At the beginning of the month, we took him to the doctor for help with his congestion. After a thorough examination the doctor informed us Christian has asthma. If you remember, earlier in the year he spent almost two weeks in the hospital with respiratory problems. Please keep him in your prayers. My language studies continue to progress, albeit slowly. I read a portion of Turkish scripture almost every meeting, and I try to express my thankfulness to God for His word. Pray the Lord helps me learn this language for His glory.
We love you all. God bless you.
Because of a living Saviour,
The William LeFevre Family
Monday, August 13, 2012
The Blessings of God
Returned last night from our Turkish Camp Meeting in Romania. I took a load of believers up on Friday night, for a three day meeting. There were over 100 Turks in attendance, with a little more than half from Bulgaria. Every service was blessed. Friday night Bro. Ralph preached. Saturday morning the Romanian Turkish pastors preached and testified, while the Bulgarian Turkish Pastors took their turn during the afternoon service. By the evening service Saturday night, souls who had come empty were hungry for God, and he spread a table for everyone present. It was the best service I've been in since coming to the field, and one of the very best I've ever been blessed to be in anywhere. Sunday morning the preaching, singing, and testifying were all with strained voice, everyone having exhausted their's praising God the night before. At one point mid someone elses testimony, and man jumped up, begged the forgiveness of the man testifying, but said he had to testify before his heart burst out of his chest. When the floor was opened for other testimonies, people were climbing over one another to be the first one up to tell what God had done for them. That one service was worth everything it costs to be a missionary. I thank God for allowing me to be a small part of it.
William LeFevre
Sunday, July 22, 2012
July Prayer Letter
"All thy works shall praise thee, O LORD; and thy saints shall bless thee. They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom,
and talk of thy power; To make known to the sons of men his mighty acts..." Psalm 145:10-12
Our praying friends and family in the Lord,
First, let me apologize for the tardiness of this newest prayer letter. The last few months have been a whirlwind of activity, and unfortunately the timeliness of our communication has suffered. The Lord's work is never dull and seldom slow. And we are grateful to be part of it anywhere, but especially here.
We've just returned from our English camp meeting in Romania, and our hearts are full. Three times a year we try and assemble together as a group and exhort one another through preaching and fellowship. We also discuss the state of the work and its needs. I am very pleased to report that, though the devil opposes, the Lord continues to save souls and establish churches. One such new meeting is in Sekulovo, about 45 minutes north of my brother's home. A year or more ago, there was an attempt made at starting a meeting there, but with little interest among the people. Two months ago Alish (the national pastor I'm presently working with) expressed a desire to return. After meeting with some of the people from the village, he said there were two homes that would welcome us. One home was newer, and the family a little better off; however, they were particular about who came to the meeting. The other home was in the poorest section of the village and was plagued with more flies than Egypt, but the woman, a widow, was gracious and hospitable. The Turks asked, "Which one do we go to? The one's a better place to meet, but the other has love." The answer was easy enough; we go where there's love. Our first service commenced with loud and joyful singing. As we began to sing, friends and neighbors began dropping by to see what was going on. By the end of the first service, twenty or more people crowded the room and lingered outside amazed at what we were doing. That scene has been duplicated every time we have returned. Praise the Lord. (Halfway through our first service, mid-singing, I glanced up toward the ceiling and discovered the widow woman's attempt at fly control: she had let a spider build its web across the ceiling. That was the busiest spider I have ever seen.)
We have had three big Turkish meetings since the beginning of summer: one in Romania, two in Bulgaria. The meeting in Romania lasted three days. The others were just protracted services, beginning around 4 p.m. and ending well after midnight. At our last big meeting in Bulgaria, by the working of God, we were able to see over 70 souls, saved throughout the year, follow the Lord in believers' baptism. Two of those baptized were from Sekulovo. Lord willing, we'll have at least one more big meeting in Bulgaria and another Turkish camp meeting in Romania before summer ends.
In Romania we also discussed our present needs for the work. As the Turkish and Bulgarian Bibles are still in the proofing stages, we are not quite ready for a mass printing. Regardless, the demand for Bibles, Bible portions, and hymnbooks continues to rise. Presently, we have one copier/printer working ceaselessly to fill the void. We are praying now for the money to purchase two more copiers and the computers to run them. We can buy a new copier and computer for $2,000.
As always, thank you all so very much for remembering us in your prayers. By the grace of God we are all in good health, marveling at God's blessings. If you think about it, pray for our visa situation. Our yearly visa renewal comes in September, and it entails quite a bit, both bureaucratically and financially. We know the Lord will supply, but pray for our faith. We love you all. God bless you.
Because of a living Saviour,
The William LeFevre Family
PS - If you would like to see pictures from our last baptism go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dBV5sMtaeA&list=UUBHsVxvLAE725H8RknRGD7Q&index=1&feature=plcp
Monday, May 14, 2012
Updating
Saturday, April 14, 2012
March 2012 Prayer Letter
"The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor;
he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind,
to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord." Luke 4:18,19
Our praying friends and family in the Lord,
According to Luke's gospel, these words were spoken early in the ministry of our Lord. He had just returned from the wilderness after having been tempted by the devil. It is important to remember that Jesus, being full of the Holy Ghost, was led of the Spirit into the wilderness; by that same Spirit resisted the devil while in the wilderness; and by the power of the Spirit He returned from the wilderness. At no point during His wilderness experience was He forsaken of the Spirit; that's a comforting thought. It's good to know that while going through a "rough patch," with the devil seemingly around every corner, and that though He can't always be felt, God's Spirit is ever with us.
This winter has been a 'rough patch." And yet we thank God for it, as He has shown Himself, time and again, faithful and able to meet and exceed whatever came our way. Toward the end of February, our littlest son, Christian, was hospitalized with double pneumonia. A week later, Carrick, his older brother, was hospitalized with the makings of the same. When a child is hospitalized here, a parent is required to stay with him. Also, the patient is responsible for everything apart from hospital-administered medicine, and I mean everything. When Carrick was admitted, he was placed in an entirely different facility than Christian. Thankfully, Hannah's sister Sarah cheerfully volunteered to stay with Christian while Hannah moved to the other facility to stay with Carrick. I was left to make sure patients and caregivers had everything they needed. Praise the Lord the boys recovered, the bills were paid, and the Lord's work moves on. And our God illustrated that the hills and valleys are alike to Him, and He's able to do anything His children need. What a Savior!
While we rejoice in what God proved again to us, we sure are thankful for being led out of the wilderness. Our Savior came out of the wilderness and into the pulpit, preaching good news to the poor, brokenhearted, captives, blind and bruised. It's our privilege to tell the same audience that our God is still alive and able to save. And it's the joy of our hearts to hear from them that they've believed the gospel. Bro. Matt Welch preaches at the house church in Dolgapol. The man of the house, though cordial, always refused the invitation to come into the service. Nevertheless, when the service would begin, he could always be found within earshot. After several months of this, one day Bro. Matt arrived to find the man already in attendance right in the middle of the room. When testimony time came around, he was up declaring how after all those months listening in, he had believed the Gospel and no longer would remain on the outside. Praise God, what He's given us is worth coming in for. In the village of Nikolai Kolevo, due to some necessary minor repairs, the church had to temporarily meet in another house. The room dedicated for the meeting was up a steep flight of narrow outdoor steps. One of our believing ladies, though heavyset and infirm, determined to make it to the meeting. When her weakness prevented her climbing the stairs on her feet, she got down on her hands and knees and crawled her way to the top. When she entered the room she greeted everyone individually with a "Praise God" and tears of joy. It's a blessing serving Jesus; whether in the storm or out, He's good all the time. Keep us in your prayers. This month we move out to Zlatna Niva to look after my brother Zachary's place while he's on furlough. While there, I'll also be looking after his meetings. Pray for his churches and myself, that in whatever capacity, God will use me to be a blessing. God bless you all. We love you.
Because of a living Saviour,
The William LeFevre Family
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Home
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Sunday Morning in Shumen
Saturday, February 25, 2012
A Good Report
Friday, February 24, 2012
A Second Prayer Request
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Another Update
all. God bless you.
William LeFevre
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Updating
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Prayer Request
Friday, February 10, 2012
Family Update
Greetings from Bulgaria,
Winter has finally arrived. While cold in December, the weather was relatively mild, with only one or two snow falls I can recall. The last four weeks have been a mixture of snow, sleet, freezing rain, and fierce winds. Late in January we received about 6 inches, with another inch or two following a few days later, with a few more inches falling now and then. The roads are all covered with snow. And while the village has a snow plow it employs, the broken roads don't allow for a clean scrape, leaving them dangerously slick. I have ventured out for a drive two or three times, and while the powdery snow makes for decent traction, it belies the ice beneath. The temperature is supposed to remain below freezing for quite some time. A day or two ago, we hazarded a drive to Romania. While the majority of the roads were relatively clean, the closer we got to the border, the more large snow drifts we encountered. A kilometer or two from the border, we were brought to a dead stop due to an immense wall of snow that had covered the road. We were forced to wait until a snow plow came along and cleared a path. We returned the same day, and the condition of the roads had improved due to local municipalities cleaning efforts. All the missionaries were supposed to get together in Romania this weekend. However, due to the inclement weather the full assembly has been postponed indefinitely. Instead Zach and I, Lord willing, will travel up there instead. Saturday, while cold, is supposed to be clear. Sunday, however, a 'wintry-mix' is supposed to start up again, lasting (according to www.accuweather.com, my preferred source of weather info) for another week or so.
Christian has began toddling. He still prefers crawling, or walking the perimeters of rooms holding on to furniture. He's quite a pill, not nearly as docile as Carrick was at that age. He has learned to show how strong he is, to clap, to say 'Uh-Oh', to blow kisses, and to shake his head yes. He never does any of these on command, however. When you ask him to do something, he just hollers some unintelligible remark. He is independent. Where Carrick liked someone to hold him, while he held his blanky, and drift calmly off to sleep, Christian doesn't. Christian wont hardly go to sleep if he's being held, kicks all the blankies off him, and will allow the slightest distraction to prevent his slumber. Carrick falls fast asleep while Christian is lamenting the confines of his crib. He does, however, like his exer-saucer. You can put him in it, and he will sit for long durations of time sucking his thumb watching everyone go about their business. He is also quite smiley; smiling at anyone and everyone who might be able to take him out of his exer-saucer, then crying if they don't. All in all, he's a very happy baby, and certainly a harbinger of joy.
Carrick is all boy. He likes to run around with a wooden spoon tucked under his arm and shoot bad guys. He loves the snow. Yesterday he played outside for two hours amidst the blizzard. This morning he was up and at 'em, boots in hand, saying, "Outside, outside!" He also has a temper. The other day he wanted Coke. (Apparently his Aunt Rebecca, during her brief stay, would give him Coke in his sippy cup when no one was looking; his grandmother Jane, affectionately referred to as Mimi, does the same thing.) When Hannah said, "No. You can have water." He got mad, and ran around the table, pulling all the plates off, saying "No eat. No eat!" Thankfully his wooden spoon gun was handy. He loves to sing and perform. Every night at family alter, after singing a few hymns, Bro. Matt, affectionately called Papa, asks Carrick what songs he would like to sing. Usually it's "I'm in the Lord's Army", followed by "Jesus Loves the Little Ones Like Me" followed by "Only a Boy Named David". If they ever teach him "Father Abraham" we'll never get through family alter. He likes to perform. The Bulgarians employ recitation of poems as teaching aids. Every child attending Bulgarian school has to be able to recite certain poems at certain times. The Welch children (those attending Bulgarian school) are constantly practicing and rehearsing their poems. After each rehearsal, Carrick says, "My turn" and then spends a minute babbling something unintelligible, after which he grins and waits for resounding applause, sort of reminds me of my preaching, minus the applause.
Hannah has cabin fever. She has expressed her desire to live in the city, in an apartment. While that may certainly be a necessity at some point, I have no desire to reside in a city for any long duration. She likes the convenience of city life. She likes the thought of being able to get out more than once or twice every two weeks. I tell her she's free to frequent any of the little village stores, but that hardly satiates her. (The village has a bank/post office, a hardware store, and two or three general stores. There is cheap clothing available in the Turkish section, so long as you don't mind track suits, and or jeans with double the standard amount of pockets, and zippers that lead to nowhere.) She has a few things that help her while away the quiet wintry hours (besides the boys and I). She is teaching the oldest two Welch children, twins Luke and Sarah, preparing them for graduation and ACTs. Also, every morning she walks for exercise more than pleasure. At six o'clock every morning she's up, dressed in her warmest clothing, and out the door with her sister, for a three mile traverse of the surrounding neighborhoods. I don't know why she exercises, she can't stand to lose any more weight. I think all the extra clothing makes her feel bigger.
I am well. After having lost forty some pounds, the diet is on hold. I would say it's on hold due to the weather, and that would partially be correct. Mainly it's on hold because of all the good cooks in the house. My Turkish studies are progressing, albeit slowly. I can understand quite a bit, however, I am slow in replying. By the time I have formulated either answer or question, the conversation has moved on. Due to the weather, I haven't been able to get to many other meetings outside the one in this village. Last Sunday, I made it to the meeting in Varna, but we had to cut it short due to the start of a freezing rain. A couple of days ago I made it as far as Provadia, but noted the roads to both our Thursday villages were closed due to snow. I love the Winter weather; I love the snow, and the cold temperatures; I don't much care for being stranded days on end.
Hope everyone is doing well. From Hannah, Carrick & Christian and myself: we love and miss you all. God bless you. Pray for us.
William LeFevre
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
January 2012 Prayer Letter
"Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the LORD revealed?" Isaiah 53:1
Our praying friends and family in the Lord,
It is our pleasure, by the grace of the Lord Jesus and the power of the gospel, to send you 'good news from a far country,' as THE good news cannot but yield good news. B.R. Lakin once said, "Every bush is ablaze with God, but only those with eyes to see pull off their shoes." If we're not careful, the routine of day-to-day life can keep us distracted from the provision, and ultimately the presence, of God. And God is forever at work, reaching out to saint and sinner alike, wherever they're found, demonstrating His infinite love. That's my prayer then, to have eyes to always behold the handiwork of God, and not only beholding, but partaking of as well. In 2011 the Lord showed us at every turn His interest in and faithfulness towards us by conveying us safely here and providing the necessities for our remaining here. 2012, though newly upon us, has already proven (and that many times over) God's great, magnanimous love for these poor Turks, and the power in prayer His people possess.
Since Bro. Matt Welch's return, I have been attending Bro. Alish's meetings. Alish is a younger national pastor, in his mid thirties, and has been in the work for the last ten years. Alish pastors eleven churches. The newest of these churches is in Avren, the village where Alish's in-laws live. The Lord birthed a church in this village as a result of two teenage girls' fervent prayer and desire. In late 2010 they began to meet in an abandoned house, just the two of them, sing the few songs they knew, and pray God would start a church in their village. The Lord heard, and a little while later, Alish's in-laws opened the doors of their home for a meeting; soon after, revival broke out. Alish's father-in-law, known as the village drunk, was gloriously saved and sobered, and set the town talking. Though Avren has only a small Turkish population, they all heard and were soon making their ways to the meeting.
Ahmet, Alish's brother-in-law, had married a Bulgarian girl, a university graduate. She had been a philosophy major and an avowed athiest. Not long ago, she was diagnosed with cancer. After seeking medical help and finding no relief, Ahmet said there was a place he knew of where she might find help. A few days later, she was the sole Bulgarian in a room crowded with Turks, listening to songs and a sermon about someone she denied existed. Praise God her denial couldn't quench His desire, and she, too, was saved. Soon after, she went back to the doctor for reevaluation. The doctor couldn't understand it, but said the cancer was gone. He added, however, that from all the tests, it looked as though she would never have children. Two weeks ago, the Lord confounded the wise again, and she's now expecting; they're praying for twins.
Alish's father-in-law began praying for his brothers. From all accounts, his brothers were much worse than he was, one of whom was nicknamed "The Captain" because he intimidated everyone he met. He was not only a drunk, but a violent drunk. His wife said she had never known him sober and had never lived without abuse. But God heard the prayers of his people and began to work in the Captain's heart. He was invited to, and attended, of all things, a baby dedication at the church (typically supper is made, hymns are sung, a message is preached, and the baby and family are prayed for). The Captain had never heard anything like it. He went home later and poured out all his liquor. He said he had to go back the next time they had church. A few days later, he was sitting on the floor next to his brother, tears in his eyes, listening to the songs of Zion, opening his heart to God. Though several villages and many kilometers away, he still comes as regularly as he can and has started attending other of our meetings closer by. His wife, who, as a result of his dramatic conversion, became a believer herself, testified, "It's all like a dream; I don't know whether I'm awake or asleep. I feel like I'm floating. My husband's a new man and I'm a new woman." There's still a brother or two who need saving, so keep this family in your prayers. And pray for us; the Lord knows all our needs. Remember, the same God, through his son, the Lord Jesus, who heard and answered all these prayers, hears and answers, and will answer yours. God bless you all. We love you. Happy 2012!
Because of a living Saviour,
The William LeFevre Family