1802) A Changed Heart

Indonesian militants

Indonesian Islamic militants

Posted March 12-13, 2018 by http://www.opendoorsusa.org.

This is the testimony of a terrorist persecutor named Maulana who ultimately gave his life to Christ and became a Christian missionary:


     I was born in a Muslim family in a small town of Demak, central Java, Indonesia.  My family was very strict in following Islamic Sharia laws.  As a Muslim, I read a lot of the Koran, Hadits, the sayings of the prophet Mohammed, and all the other books that help me be a devoted Muslim.

     I started to learn about a famous international Muslim named Ayatollah Khomeini from Iran.  I welcomed Ayatollah Khomeini’s ideas and his call to revolution to all Muslims because it would be very nice to have Islamic Sharia law applied in our society.  That would arrange all ways of life in my country according to the truth of the Koran.  I didn’t like the West because their lifestyle has affected the Eastern lifestyle, young people dress like those in the West, which is so far from Islamic propriety.  I hated that.

     This had also caused me to hate tourists who come to Indonesia.  They’d bring Western lifestyle and can’t be a role model for us in Islam.  I see Christians as hindering Sharia teaching in Indonesia.  “Indonesia must be cleansed from the cross,” I believed, “Sharia must happen in civil society.”  The Christians worshiped Jesus, who is merely a man.  For Muslims this is sin, and I believed we had to stop this movement in the churches.

     The Indonesian government is committed to freedom of religion, as stated in our national constitution.  But for Muslims this is not good.  It will not bring any good to the country’s future.  Because we do not get support from the government, we take law into our own hands.  We attack churches; we shoot pastors while they are preaching to cause fear.  We do it because the government does not back us up, so we do it by ourselves.  We do not fear death because we were encouraged by Ayatollah Khomeini to spill our blood to the last drop to make this happen.

     Remember the bombing in Bali?  That was a combined expression of our frustration and our goal.  I did  not believe we were terrorists.  I believed we were just Muslim God-lovers.

     The government supports Eastern Indonesia and the islands to be Christian, and is actually hindering us from teaching or implementing Sharia law there.  So we devised secret plans to bring about Sharia law in Eastern Indonesia.  I was one of the first 5,000 soldiers sent from east Java on a ship to the island of Ambon.  En route from Surabaya to Ambon, we hijacked the ship in Solo.  We searched the ship and checked each passenger’s identity.  Anyone with a Christian ID was either killed or thrown into the ocean.  And together our group took over the ship and headed for Ambon Island to eliminate the church of Jesus Christ.

The first brigade of jihad conquered all of Ambon Island.  Our focused activity was how to close churches.  The Christian people did not fight back against the persecution.   When I saw children with no parents running around the church, I felt guilty.

     As time passed, my heart became softer; then love entered my heart.  There was a change in my heart, and I became sensitive and started to love them slowly.  The love became deeper.  One night, I was fasting and praying, I said, “God, you’re the one who created my heart, show me your righteousness.”  In the middle of my heart-crying, I saw a man appear to me.  There was fresh blood spattered on the bottom of his white robe.  He greeted me with “Salaam Al I Kum,” (Peace be with you!).  I tried to figure out who I had seen in my vision.  It could be the angel of Gabriel, or Mohammed, or could be Nabi Isa–  maybe He is Jesus.

     To earn income, I became a distributor of an Islamic magazine in Solo, and then went to a small town called Desa Mangu.  One day I was distributing magazines, and an old man called to me.  He said, “Maulana, come here.  I was waiting for you.”  It was Friday at lunch time.  He asked me to eat rice and noodle sarimi together with him.  Then he prayed in the name of Jesus before eating.  I was shocked!

After lunch, he brought me to a room.  He picked up a large Bible and opened it to John 14:27.  He read:  “I am leaving you with a gift, peace of mind and heart.  And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give.  So don’t be troubled or afraid.”  Then I knew that the voice I heard in my vision was Isa (Jesus).   I confessed that Jesus is God!   Jesus is great!  I cried, and I received Jesus as my Lord; Jesus, whom I have persecuted.

     Now that I believed Jesus is Savior, there was a miracle that happened in my life.  What I received from God was an assignment, instead of regrets.  My assignment was to tell others about Jesus.  My first Christmas morning as a Christian, I was walking with courage and joy on my way to church.  But all of a sudden there was a group of young people standing in front of me.  One of them knew me and asked, “Where are you going?”

     I said, “To church.”  They said, “Stop! You’re not going there!”  Then punches from all directions come to my body.  When I was in the hospital, I prayed like Stephen prayed:  “God, forgive them for they know not what they were doing.”  God gave me that spiritual strength. 

     God’s authority works in every believer so that we have the freedom to speak.  We don’t need to be afraid.


John 16:2b  —  (Jesus said), “The time is coming when anyone who kills you will think they are offering a service to God.”

Acts 22:7  —  “I fell to the ground and heard a voice say to me, ‘Saul!  Saul!  Why do you persecute me?’”

John 14:27  —  (Jesus said), “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.  I do not give to you as the world gives.  Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”


Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.

–Psalm 51:10