The Light dawns in a new nation
By Randy Hurst
As we wind through scenic mountains in Montenegro, Jovica’s
personal story unfolds in pieces as he passionately shares his vision for the
spiritually lost of this small, picturesque nation on the Adriatic Sea.
”Belgrade, Serbia is more than 300 miles from here and there
is not one evangelical church between here and there,” Jovica* says. “That
breaks my heart, but I do have hope.”
Even on this clear sunny day, it’s a bit hard to focus on
the stunning landscape around us because Jovica’s story and enthusiastic
personality are so captivating. As he excitedly shares his burden for this
nation, I think back to the tiny church building we had just visited in
Podgorica, Montenegro’s capital, before leaving on our journey to the coast. It
is incredible how few born-again Christian believers live in this part of
I am accompanying Europe Regional Director Greg Mundis and
Southeastern Europe Area Director Kevin Beery. Part of the Europe region’s
mission statement is to “accelerate the spread of the gospel.” That is what
Greg and Kevin have come to seek ways to do in this newly formed country.
Montenegro officially became a nation in 2006. A part of Yugoslavia since 1918,
it was the last of that nation’s republics to break away and form an
Jovica is taking us on a two-hour drive to the coast in his
tiny car. Though the church he pastors in Podgorica has only 32 baptized
members, Jovica has a vision to start another church in the coastal town of
Kamenari. For more than two years, he has traveled to northern Montenegro near
the Kosovo border (a three-hour drive from his home), ministering in three
refugee camps to Serbians, Slavic Muslims, and Gypsies from Kosovo.
Along the highway we pass a billboard with a huge picture of
Madonna. I ask Jovica why it is there. He explains that the government is
spending more than $6 million to bring Madonna for a concert. The sole purpose
is to draw attention to the small country because government leaders believe
tourism is the greatest hope for the economy.
Montenegro, like much of Europe, exhibits vestiges of a
Christian past. Though Christian sym-bol-ism is visible, however, it is
relegated merely to archi-tecture. No evangelical church existed in Monte-negro
until 1996. That year Dusan Kljaic, a graduate of Evangelical Theological
Seminary in Osijek, Croatia, came to establish a congregation. By 1999 he felt
he had done all he could and asked Jovica, who attended seminary with him, to
fill in at the church for just three months.
Jovica was already involved in ministry at his home church
in Novi Sad, Serbia. Being a Serb, he had no desire to work with Montenegrins.
In fact, he resented them. He told God the last place
he would minister was Montenegro. But because of his friend, he agreed to make
the 370-mile trip by train each week and hold Sunday morning services. The
first Sunday when he arrived, he found only eight people in a small basement
room Dusan had rented.
At the time, Jovica and his wife, Savka, were expecting
their first child. Savka often fretted that Jovica would be gone when the baby
was born, but Jovica repeatedly promised that he would not miss such an
important event. It was a promise he was unable to fulfill.
One Sunday he received a phone call in Monte-negro,
informing him that Savka had gone into labor earlier than expected. When his
first son, Jovan, was born, Jovica was far away. After the services he set out
on the long train ride back to Novi Sad, feeling despondent over letting his
wife down and angry at missing the joy of being present when his first child
was born. He wondered if the sacrifice was worth it, since the struggling little
church in Podgorica showed no signs of growth.
“I was just keeping those same eight people barely alive
spiritually,” Jovica said. “They looked at me with such hungry eyes.”
As Jovica fought an inner battle, the Spirit spoke to him.
He showed Jovica that nothing would really change until he had a genuine love
for Montenegrins. That began a change in his heart that replaced his prejudice
with love — not only for Montenegrins’ souls, but also for them as
people. It transformed his ministry and confirmed God’s call on his life to
It is difficult to understand our own prejudices and even
harder to comprehend someone else’s. Until the Bosnian war from 1992 until 1995
and the subsequent Kosovo conflict in 1998 and 1999, most Americans had little
awareness or understanding of the intense, long-standing hostilities in the
The apostle Paul said that the gospel is the “power of God
for salvation [to everyone who believes].” (Romans 1:16) That includes being
saved not only from the eternal penalty for sin, but also from its power in our
lives. Prejudice is sin that is rooted in self-centeredness. The simplistic
views of prejudice in our culture have focused primarily on racism based on
skin color. Civil conflicts in recent years — such as the genocide in
Rwanda, the war in Bosnia, and the crises in the Middle East and Northern
Ireland — do not arise from color-bias but from hostilities that trace
back hundreds of years. Outsiders can’t identify with them. And current
generations have assimilated them — even if they don’t understand their
origins. Only the gospel, the grace of God and the Spirit’s power can change
hearts and break the cycle.
Jovica’s evident passion for reaching Montenegro makes me
curious about his past. I ask about his child-hood. He tells me he is from a
poor family in Novi Sad, Serbia. His father worked in a factory and his mother
cleaned houses as they struggled to feed their family of five. Their home had
only one room and a kitchen. Jovica slept with his parents and sister in one
bed; his grandmother slept in the kitchen.
At school, the other children teased Jovica because he was
poor. Angry and resentful, Jovica promised himself that he would be the best at
something — even if it was something bad. He started sniffing glue, and
by age 13 he was drinking alcohol and listening to American heavy metal music.
Over the next 10 years he became increasingly violent and abusive. At times he
even beat his parents to force them to give him money for alcohol.
When he was 23, Jovica threatened to throw his parents from
the third floor of their apartment building if they didn’t give him money. Even
he was frightened by the intensity of his rage. Panicked, he left home, in part
to protect his family. He moved in with a friend with a similar lifestyle.
One day while lying on a bed reading a comic book, Jovica
glanced up and saw a Bible on a shelf. His roommate never attended church, yet
his believing mother had given him a Bible. Jovica had never seen a Bible, and
while he felt drawn to it he did not touch it. He knew it was a holy Book, and
he definitely was not holy.
An overwhelming desire to read it grew inside him. Finally, he
picked it up. As he did, he thought, If I read this, I will change. Am I ready
to be changed? Jovica
started reading in the Old Testament. When his roommate saw him, he said,
“Don’t read it from the beginning. You will not understand anything. Read the
Jovica found the New Testament and started reading. As he
did, he recalled pictures and icons of Jesus he had seen as a young boy. They
showed Jesus as a baby and hanging on a cross. Jovica had grown up thinking of
Jesus as someone powerless and helpless. But as he read the Gospels, he says,
“Jesus came alive to me.”
When Jovica read Jesus’ prayer in Luke 23:34, “Father,
forgive them, for they don’t know what they are doing,” the Holy Spirit
convicted his heart, and he started to cry. He remembered how he had hurt his
parents, how he was often in a drug- or alcohol-induced stupor. Jesus can’t be
for me, he thought. I am too bad. Then he remembered other words of Jesus he
had read: “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. ... I have
not come to call the righteous, but sinners” (Matthew 9:12,13: NIV).
As a child, Jovica had learned the Lord’s Prayer from his
grandmother. Overwhelmed with a desire to know God, he began to repeat it. When
he finished, he continued to pour out his heart.
After he repented of his sins, the first thing he wanted to
do was apologize to his parents.
“Please forgive me,” he pleaded. “Jesus forgave me, and I
ask you to forgive me, too.”
Initially they were unconvinced, assuming he was just
playing a game in another attempt to get money.
Undeterred, Jovica kept seeking after God. He knew nothing
about church, but he felt suddenly impressed to find an old friend named Chaga.
He had no idea that Chaga was also a new believer and had begun attending a small
Pentecostal church in Novi Sad.
This church wasn’t like any Jovica had ever heard about.
Young people met together in a house to play guitars and sing songs of worship
to Jesus. The pastor, Aleksander Mitrovic, introduced Jovica and Chaga to AG
missionary Peter Kuzmic, who invited them to attend Evangelical Theological
Seminary in Osijek, Croatia. At the school, Jovica’s passion for souls grew. He
had no idea that the Spirit was preparing him to carry the gospel to people
toward whom he had inherited hostilities from childhood.
Jesus likened the kingdom of God to a mustard seed —
small and seemingly insignificant but containing life that will grow and
multiply. Throughout Christian history, seasons of spiritual harvest have
sprung from small begin-nings. God prepares the soil even before the seed is
sown, even as He prepares laborers to sow the message and harvest the results.
The apostle Paul’s Jewish background and character made him
an unlikely messenger to the decadent Roman colony of Corinth. Similarly,
Jovica, a Serb, was not a probable candidate to evangelize Montenegro. But the
Lord of the harvest chose to manifest His wisdom and grace in Jovica’s life. He
and his wife, Savka, are telling examples of how the Lord shapes the destiny of
His servants. Often He chooses people whose personal history or culture would
by nature be a hindrance to a particular group of people, yet He empowers them
for effective ministry.
While heading to the airport to leave Montenegro, I listen
as Jovica pleads with Greg and Kevin to send missionaries. Fewer than 130
people attend only three small evangelical congregations in this country of
more than 700,000. Montenegro is a difficult mission field. But even in hard
soil there is good ground, and missionaries are desperately needed.
We pass another giant billboard ad-vertising the Madonna
concert, and I envision the huge crowds that will gather. Then I think about
the 50 people who will gather in Jovica’s church to worship on Sunday … and of
the hundreds of thousands of Montenegrins to whom Jesus is, at most, only a
cultural icon of its past. I wonder how few Christians in America know that a
country in Europe exists in which only one in more than 5,000 know Christ as
their personal Savior.
I glance over at Jovica behind the wheel — the fervent
and committed pastor who prays for missionaries to come and proclaim the
message of Christ. In a very dark place a small light is that much more
The apostle John wrote that Jesus is “the true Light which,
coming into the world, enlightens every man” (John 1:9, NASB). Though only a
few in Montenegro have seen that Light, it has dawned and will continue to
RANDY HURST is communications director of AG World Missions.
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