I have a short story today about how Hell Lost.

Almost a month ago the whole squad landed in Kyrgyzstan. We would be have Parent Vision Trip(PVT) and debrief for 2 weeks. During PVT, the racers who didn't have parents on the field would continue to do ministry seperate from those who did. We got to do some English club meetings there at a local organization facility. (Remember Kyrgyzstan doesn't really allow Christians) Anyway a local believer came up to me and told me about a young man who was questioning the meaning of life. And of course I'm like let me talk to this young man. I got 2 other teammates, the young man, and we went to dinner. We sat down, ordered drinks and food...I didn't hesitate to jump right in on that conversation about the meaning of life. I asked him to share some of the thoughts that were going through his head about life. In the end he felt like he was trapped and there was nothing greater out there for life. I smiled at him and asked what if I could tell you a story about how God has literally saved my life? My teammates and I shared some stories about our lives and how God saved us. He was listening with everything he had in his body, leaning in on every word, story shared. We left him with many things to reflect on, questions to ask the Lord, and encouragement. I have kept up with him through social media and just checking on him. But one day before we left Kyrgyzstan, the local believer pulled me aside and told me he had accepted Christ after that believer met with him again. PRAISE GOD!!! Come on, how can you not be filled with emotions when you hear that Hell lost another one and the Kingdom grew?! The excitement that went through my body was something that had never been felt before.