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Nicolae Moldoveanu – A Saintly Hymn Writer Went to be with His Lord

Almost three years have passed since the Romanian Evangelical composer Nicolae Moldoveanu went to be with the Lord and I still feel like it is breaking news. His songs are so present within our worship that it is hard to imagine he is no longer with us.
The titles “composer” and “saint”, do not go together very well nowadays. However, this is precisely what I have been reading about and hearing on Romanian internet blogs, Christian radio and TV stations, ever since July 12, 2007. On that date, 85-year-old Nicolae Moldoveanu, prolific hymn writer, died in Sibiu, Romania. For more than 62 years, God enhanced our faith through his music, lyric and especially his uncompromised Christian testimony during Romania’s dark communist era of forty-five years.

Named “the Bach of Romania” (1), Moldoveanu wrote more than 6,000 songs, with 361 of them written while being persecuted for the faith in prison. Although while he was alive he rarely ventured out of his city, or even his personal residence for that matter, he was so present in the lives of at least one million Romanians that, “we could not believe he could ever die”, said M. Cruceru, VP of Emanuel University, Oradea.(2)

Born on February 3, 1922 to a very poor family, this extraordinary man lost his father by the age of three and a half and his only opportunity for education involved enlisting in the military program called the “Army’s Children” at the age of twelve. These destitute children lived in garrisons with soldiers, but due to his love for music, Moldveanu was enrolled in the military’s brass ensemble. There, a conductor recognized his talents and helped him develop his musical ability. Later, he would write, “I am now seeing God’s hand in everything that has happened in my life, good or bad”.

When he would come home for short vacations, Moldoveanu would accompany his mother to a newly-founded church belonging to “The Lord’s Army”, a reforming arm of the Greco-Orthodox Church that emphasized the need for repentance and of being born-again. Shortly, Moldoveanu met his Savior and also fell in love with the Lord’s Army’s musical tradition, putting its words and music to paper and publishing them, as well as his own original music, in “Village’s Light”, The Lord’s Army’s publication. Music also likely saved his life during World War II, as his ensemble was stationed far from the war-ravaged front lines. Still young, Moldoveanu wrote very mature music and spiritually-deep lyrics during this time of conflict. In order to buy his first Bible, he sold half of his bread ration and his entire milk ration for an entire month; he would eventually keep this very same Bible until his death. During this and the short post-war period of freedom, before the communist regime’s ascent to power, Moldoveanu was able to publish hundreds of songs. (3)

In 1948, the Communists declared the Lord’s Army illegal and threw its leaders in prison. Nicolae continued to worship in secret and in 1959, after refusing to stop attending Christian gatherings and writing songs, he was arrested and sentenced to 12 years in prison for “conspiring to overthrow the communist regime”, in spite of his right hand’s infirmity due to an accident. Still, he praised the Lord and in return God “gave” him the optimistic song: Clear Skies. On the day of his arrest, Moldoveanu was able to whisper to his wife. “Lena, look at the skies”. It was “the only thing we could share while separated”, he later said. The comment was to prove prophetic as after months spent in an underground section of the prison, Moldoveanu was finally allowed above ground. The new cell he had been moved to had a broken window, and although it was a bitterly-cold day, at least he could share the same sky as his wife.

In prison, he met Traian Dorz, a prolific Christian poet from Lord’s Army, and many well-known Christian brothers, including Tortured for Christ’s author and The Voice of the Martyr’s founder Richard Wurmbrand. Moldoveanu and Wurmbrand praised each other for their testimonies during persecution. Both considered it an honor and a grace to suffer for the Lord. “Moldoveanu was one of the two greatest saints I have met in my 15 years of prison”, Wurmbrand said in a sermon. “He came smiling from the torture room. His approach was that of a lamb. While I was protesting the guards’ abuses against others or me, he never protested” continued R.W. (4)

Amnestied five years later, though still under the secret police’s surveillance, he continued to meet with his small church house whenever possible. Warrant-less home searches, abuses and threats continued for decades, but Moldoveanu always thanked the Lord for them, and also prayed for persecutors. In a time when the communist regime kept a tight grip on any publication, even owing a typewriter could put you in prison for a couple of years. However, the spread of his songs could not be stopped. Memorized, copied by hand, and later recorded, Moldoveanu’s songs were used by the Lord to nurture our faith for more than six decades. Because of the surveillance, poverty, and poor health, he could not work or travel too far. But he was visited daily by Christians from all of Romania who were welcome in the small apartment he was renting. And a visit to him was quite an experience! In a country of religious divisions, Moldoveanu mended all fences and never asked visitors for anything other than their first names. He was even aware that some “Christians” might be police agents, but “they needed to hear the good news too”!

There was one exception to his presence though: after waking up, for at least two hours, he used to sing songs of praise to the Lord, alone and without any audience. Most of the songs he would write were granted to him during this intimate time. After that, he shared freely with anybody what God “gave” him, whether a song or a meditation. Even in more recent years, when recording artists sold CDs or DVDs with recordings and performances that included his songs, he never asked for copyright royalties. On the contrary, he encouraged musicians to arrange his songs for choirs or orchestras as he always looked upon his hymns as “God’s copyright”.

At times, his lyrics move one to feel spiritual immaturity; “This is a curse”, said Jan Staneschi, former Bucharest Baptist Seminary Principal, when he heard the song Break my Will, Even with Heavy Blows. “It is not a curse”, Moldoveanu would reply. “It is my commitment to God’s will, as was the Virgin Mary’s”, recounted him, at a ’99 symposium, as saying and adding: “and His will is good and perfect” (Rom. 12:2). (5)

It has been God’s infinite wisdom to choose a hymn writer and not a preacher to enhance our faith. In a country where translated Evangelicals’ music was considered a means to westernize Romanians, Moldoveanu’s folk style met no resistance. Although many of his songs are more sophisticated and require elevated vocal capability, most of Moldoveanu’s songs came naturally for Christians, whether alone or in church, and they went directly to our souls. It is my prayer that these humble words would bring some well-deserved recognition to this miracle of God, Nicolae Moldoveanu. “May the Lord be praised”, was the Lord’s Army’s old greeting. And the answer was, “For Ever and Ever, Amen”.

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Dorin Radu, domn100@hotmail.com
Dan Cure, Consultant
Warren, Michigan, August 2007

(1) Doina Catana, Director – Ioan Vidu National College of Arts, Timisoara – remarks on a special presentation of Moldoveanu in “Viata Spirituala”, a weekly series on Romanian public television, broadcast on July 22, 2007
(2). Marius Cruceru’s blog: “lapatratosu” , July 12, 2007
(3). All biographic details come from “Hope’s Hostages”, “Strigatul de la miezul Noptii” Book House, November 2002, Arad, Romania (A book, printed in Romanian, and dedicated to Christians who spent years in communist prisons for their faith).
(4). Richard Wurmbrand, Audio Recordings of Sermons 1987- 1996
(5).Moldoveanu Symposium, 1999 Maranatha Baptist Church, Arad, Romania, Video Recordings.

Si intr-o zi calatorind mereu ne vom trezi in cer cu Dumnezeu

Aurel Popescu,

A trecut la Domnul, “cel mai iubit dintre vorbitori”. Nu stiu de ce nu putem vorbi despre trecut fara sa dorim sa ne intoarcem. Amintirile raman un loc cu iarba cea mai verde, cu apele cele mai limpezi, cu bucuriile cele mai adevarate, chiar daca ni s-a spus ca aici “orice soapta s-a depozitat ca si strigat” nu mi se pare nimic mai real decat amintirea.

In vremile ferbinti ale miscarii din ’77, la Arad Bujac intr-o predica , Iosif Ton a aratat spre locul inde erau, Aurel Popescu si Paul Niculescu spunand, “tot ce am facut am facut datorita lor, ei mi-au dat curaj ei nu se tem”. In vremurile in care fr Ton era cel mai vizibil a fost un gest laudabil de a arata spre ei, pentruca multi dintre noi simteam prezenta lor foarte vie.

Spiritul ascutit, vorba din regat cu un umor irezistibil, vorbirea din Cuvant bine articulata, smerenia si neinfricarea lui Aurel Popescu m-au cucerit. Mi se parea mereu ca este in dialog cu un personaj anonim care in imaginatia mea era lumea comunismului ateu: “Domnilor, daca Isus Hristos este o poveste, trebuie sa recunoaste-ti ca este o poveste frumoasa, si daca este o poveste, de ce nu o puneti domnilor in cartile de scoala, ca sa o citeasca copii?… Dar voi stiti ca nu este o poveste, voi stiti ca aceasta istorie pune mana pe tine si cand te prinde nu te mai lasa pana nu te transforma” (la Sega)

Ianinte ca sa vorbeasca ne-a invatat o cantare a carei cuvinte le-am memorat cu cea mai mare viteza in viata mea, canta cu atata verva si convingere cantarea, ca ma simteam undeva pe baricada cantand un imn de biruinta: Nu, nu suntem un vis o intamplare/ un lut de sine insusi framantat./ Ci ne-a zidit o minte creatoare/ O-ntelepciune fara de hotare/ Exista Dumnaezeu ce minunat / Niciodata nu pot canta cantarea fara sa vad in minte, bucuresteanul cu verva de adolescent cu privire vioaie mereu bine dispus, asa cum continua sa fie in amintirea mea.

Era in 1978 undeva la inceputul lui Noiembrie, am aflat ca sub presiunea regimului, fr Aurel Popescu a fost dat afara din cult. Pe 11 noiembrie trebuia sa fie nunta mea cu Liana, nu stiam cum sa imi arat simpatia fata de dansul. Am rugat un prieten din Arad sa mearga la Bucuresti si sa-i dea lui fr Popescu un plic. In plic i-am pus banii pentru biletele de avion si o invitatie la nunta. Pastorul nostru era atunci Fr Chiu Pavel, m-am dus la dumnealui si i-am spus, la nunta noastra va vorbi Fr Popescu. Bine, dar tu stii ca a fost dat afara din cult. Stiu, dar cred ca nu are nici o problema cultul cu nunta mea. Am fost de acord sa nu vorbeasca de la amvon. A vorbit despre cum se construieste o casa. Era si inginer constructor. Masa a fost la Cantina fabricii de strunguri , a venit sa ne felicite si mi-a spus frecandu-si mainile bucuros : “mai sfintim si locul asta sub ochii astuia, si mi-a facut semn cu capul spre portretul tov-ului.”

C.S.Lewis spune ca : “ne trebuie un trecut…. sa avem ceva de pus impotriva prezentului”. Se spune ca Biserica a fost pusa la doua teste majore si continua sa fie. Testul oprimarii al prigoanei, pe care biserica l-a trecut mereu cu brio, si testul libertatii pe care biserica l-a cazut mereu.

Generatia tanara stie mai multe despre informatori decat despre eroii nostri, datorita noua care tacem si sugeram prin tacerea noastra, ca nimic nu a fost inainte si nimic nu va mai fi dupa.

Sa insemneze ore cuvantul acela “se duc oamenii de bine si nimanui nu-i pasa” ca ei se duc si nimeni nu observa, nimeni nu le simte lipsa? Daca ar fi sa scriu un epitaf in amintire Fr Aurel Popescu care a fost pentru mine, cel mai iubit vorbitor, as scrie:

” Cu el am fost cu totii mai curajosi”

Imi amintesc de interviul care, A.Popescu l-a dat la Europa Libera pe cand era in Italia in drum spre State, unde a fost exilat. La incheierea interviului domnia sa a spus:

” Da fratilor noi facem politica,”politica lui Dumnezeu”. “Omul este un animal care face politica”- zice filosoful. Este adevarat. Dar politica cui o facem ?

( florian guler troy mi )  www.desculti.wordpress.com