On A Mission

Since this is my first post, let me take the time to explain something.
I’m on a mission.
A mission to find the Holy Grail-- er, no. Wait.
A mission to find the Holy Toast. Think I’m joking? Think I’m daft? I’ll pull your voicebox out! Have at you!
A man finds the face of Jesus in his toast. He preserves it and sells it off Ebay for 20,000$ or some ridiculous price like that. It’s toast! Think of it as an oversized cracker thing you get in church. Eat your ruined, blackened toast!
But no. They sell it for ridiculous prices. It must be a message to the Jesus-toast-finder:
Get rich!
So here’s my mission. I’m to find the Messiah somewhere. He frequently visits, clearly. I want to meet the Messiah, whoever it may be. I want to find a message from Heaven.
I’m enlisting the world to help me.