I am a sinner. In every moment of my life before knowing God, I was proud, violent, and filled with dissatisfaction towards the world. As a teenager, I joined delinquent groups, focused solely on studying for my own benefit, and desperately worked to accumulate money. Amidst all this, I felt an emptiness that I couldn’t escape. There was no hope in me. 

Living in such recklessness and without meaning, I feared I would one day fade away unnoticed. I realized that I needed to have a reason for my life and a purpose for my existence. I sought that desperately, but I couldn’t find it in the world, nor in the church. 

Then one day, during a mission trip to Russia, I realized the fervent heart of God for a Buddhist family I encountered. I knew about the love of Christ, but for the first time I felt the Lord's love for that family, and as an extension, God’s love for me. In that moment, I cried out to God, asking him to save those souls and to let me die in their place. For the first time it was not just head knowledge, but heart knowledge too. 

Since then, my life transformed into one of worshiping God. In Christ, I found my purpose. Every moment of worship became a source of joy, and praising him filled my heart with gladness. I traveled to Siberia, Nepal, Uganda, Mongolia, Turkey, and Brazil, witnessing God’s love for the nations and sharing the Gospel with souls that are more precious than anything else in the world. My life belongs to the Lord. Praise God!

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