Our Story
I didn’t set out to build a ministry. All I ever wanted was to follow Holy Spirit and lead others into the same encounter that changed my life.
It was 1992. God began stirring something in my spirit — a burden for people, for families, for the broken. With nothing but prayer, obedience, and a burning desire to see the Holy Spirit move,
we opened the doors of our home and invited whoever was hungry for God. There was no stage, no microphone, no plan — just faith. And His presence showed up. Week after week, house after house, the fire kept growing. We saw deliverance. We saw healing.
We saw hardened hearts melt under the love of Christ. And slowly, what began as a small prayer gathering became a movement we never could’ve planned. By 2002, God led us to start regular Sunday services. Not to build a crowd — but to build a people. A family of believers rooted in the Word, led by the Spirit, and hungry for revival. This ministry was never mine. It has always been His. And I’m just a servant — walking step by step, surrendering again and again, watching Jesus do what only He can do.
Today, our heart remains the same. To create space for His presence. To reach the lost. To disciple the found. To see Delhi flooded with revival fire.
If you’re reading this, I believe it’s not by chance. You’re part of this story now.
Maybe you’ve been running. Maybe you’ve been dry. Maybe you’re just searching. But let me tell you — there’s still a place where Heaven touches Earth.
This is not just our story. It can be yours too.
Welcome to the house of His presence.
— Bishop. Nels Benjamin
