ntil that chilly Monday morning in Varaždin, Croatia, my life as a Seventh-day Adventist soldier in the Communist army had gone smoothly and unchallenged!
But things changed that spring day of 1979. “You must have done something terribly wrong, Jovan,” the captain said grimly. “I don’t know what it is, but we’ll soon find out. The general mayor wants you to report to his office immediately.” Every soldier knew what that meant, especially someone like me, who, instead of reporting for work on Sabbath, worshipped illegally at the local Adventist church.
The General Speaks
At the general’s office I was stunned to see my Bible on his desk. It was open to Genesis 1. The general smiled and spoke softly: “Looking at your profile, I can see you are a bright and intelligent young man. . . . I’m ... »