When Carlos was 13 years old, he left his small town to join the drug trade in the mountains of Colombia. The cartels were powerful, and Carlos, an intelligent, self-educated young man, quickly rose in the industry. Before long, he was the head of an operation that used up to 4,000 horses and mules and required 500 workers. He himself traveled with 40 men for security alone. Carlos was a ruler, and his kingdom was a dark one.

One harvesting season Carlos, an avid reader, found himself deep in the mountains with no books. So he started reading the only book he could find on the plantation — a Bible. Here is his incredible story:

“That night, alone with an injured leg and a radio, I gave my life to the Lord.” — Pastor Carlos