We were told that Konstantin was a dangerous and false teacher, but these claims were repeated several times by an Orthodox priest who visited the evangelical community I attended. Among ourselves, we believers would say that Konstantin’s music, songs, and lyrics were nevertheless biblical, but the elders found out about this as well, and we were forbidden from listening to them. We were warned that we could be hypnotized by his songs because, according to them, Konstantin had previously been involved in false teachings. Later, they claimed that demons would attack us through Konstantin’s songs and books if we listened to or read them.
Years went by, and I wondered how that man continued to endure. He was hated, gossiped about, rejected, and never invited to Christian conferences. Very often, when foreign missionaries came and asked about him, our leaders would tell them the worst things about Konstantin. He was stigmatized as a modern evil and a manipulator in an effort to isolate him. One of them came from Croatia and spoke about false teachers. He then prayed that we would be delivered from the demonic influence of one particular man, and most of us knew exactly who he was referring to.
One day, I went to the Hotel Continental, where a healing service was being held, organized by his church. Admission was free. A group of older people sang together with Konstantin, and the music sounded beautiful. After that, he began to preach. Everything he said was clear, practical, and supported by Scripture. There were around 400 people in the hall, most of whom were hearing the Gospel for the first time.
There was a strong spiritual atmosphere, and then the healing prayer began. Some people cried, while others shook and screamed. Demons were said to flee when he commanded them to leave, while others fell without being touched, simply when he blew toward their faces in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. I sat at the back and watched. After the prayer, I saw people leaving who, according to what I witnessed, had genuinely been healed and delivered from demonic oppression. They were ordinary people, not paid actors as we had been told in the community that hated him. What was happening was consistent with the Bible, just as some of the foreign ministers who had visited our church had demonstrated. But this was our own, and we had been taught to hate what was our own.
I was the biggest sceptic in that room. At first, I wanted to find something wrong. Then I began wrestling with myself because I was witnessing something that appeared to be from God, yet I still felt resistance, prejudice, and fear. I bought a book and a music album by Konstantin and hurried home. I wanted to go through everything carefully and find something wrong so that I could convince myself that our church elders had been right.
I immediately began reading the book. But there was no self-promotion, no brainwashing, and no strategy to take people’s money. Instead, there was a personal revelation of Christ, and everything was consistent with Scripture. The writing was simple and accessible. There was no religious jargon. I even found myself asking what kind of relationship I personally had with God. Then I listened to the album and began to reflect.
He had produced everything himself – the book, the music, and the event. There was no sponsorship from Norway, Germany, or America. His goal was not to recruit believers, but to see unsaved and sick to come to salvation through the Gospel. And yet we hated him. That was precisely what made him different – and, in our eyes, dangerous. In our circles, most projects were sponsored by churches and organizations from the West. There were many leaders, many negotiations, and many competing interests. And at our events, it was usually believers from other churches who attended. New people who had never heard the Gospel rarely came.
For a music event in a park in Skopje, there were endless negotiations and large amounts of money involved, but the event went ahead. Everyone was happy and financially satisfied, except that Konstantin was considered unacceptable while we believed ourselves to be the ones who were right. I came to understand that, for some people, it was easier to create a scapegoat out of Konstantin so that they could appear better and keep their churches “safe,” ensuring that their members would not leave and join Konstantin.
Years passed, and we were fighting against the Lord because Konstantin did not fit the image we wanted – a person and a figure who brings changes. It was easier to label him as false, even though he seemed more genuine than many of our own leaders. Was no one afraid of God because of what they were doing? I wondered. There is still a ban on listening to his songs, but I listen to them, and I follow him online as he preaches. I am no longer part of the community that taught me to hate him and to be prejudiced against him, but I am still not ready to appear before him.
Without Konstantin, I would still be just another sheep being led by blind religious leaders. Now I have seen the truth, but I have been left alone. I was deeply disillusioned. I saw envy and hypocrisy among evangelicals, and I saw sincerity in those who had been labelled and rejected. If this is how they treated one person, then where is love? What kind of Christianity is built on self-interest and diplomacy? Everyone knows they are not doing the right thing, yet they remain silent.
I am writing to you anonymously because I was part of that leadership, and I do not want to have problems. I work in a place where they could have helped me get my job, and I do not want any trouble. But I am writing because I do not want to be part of the hatred that some churches have directed toward Konstantin Kaysharov.
I believe that he is a gift to Macedonia and a man who brings spiritual richness and anointing. But everyone can see this, and they feel threatened. I do not understand why this continues. I do not want to remain neutral or choose whatever is most convenient for me. I leave everything in God’s hands. I know that one day things will change, but until then, I will not be part of these games. Continue with your projects and publish more about Konstantin’s work. May God richly bless you, from the bottom of my heart.
