“I never planned to become a pastor. I only said yes to His presence.”

My name is Nels Benjamin, and if you’re reading this, I believe God has led you here — not by accident, but by design. This journey began in 1992, not with a stage or a microphone  but with simple, raw hunger for God.

I was just a man broken before the Lord, kneeling in living rooms across Delhi, praying with those who were hurting, lost, and desperate for hope. We didn’t have a church name, or banners, or even chairs — but what we did have was fire.

The fire of the Holy Spirit that turned houses into altars, and ordinary people into revivalists. The calling wasn’t glamorous it was costly. But with every soul saved, every healing witnessed, and every tear wiped in His name — I knew this was not just ministry. It was family. It was purpose. It was home.

Today, as I look at this ministry, I don’t see buildings or numbers. I see people — real people. The ones God called me to serve, disciple, and love — with all my heart.

If you’re reading this and you feel tired, dry, or far from God — I want you to know: He hasn’t given up on you. He still sees you. He still has a plan for your life. And my prayer is that through this ministry whether online or in person you don’t just encounter a message, but you encounter the Holy Spirit, who changes everything.

I write, I preach, and I pastor not to be known — but to make Him known. Because without Him, I have nothing to say. But with Him, I have a reason to write.

Bishop. Nels Benjamin

“For the one, for the city, for His Glory.”