Samiela Taylor was eight years old when she fell asleep and found herself walking on clouds. Before the vision was over, she had watched angels catch prayers mid-air, seen people made new as they passed through a doorway of water, and looked down on a place she can only describe one way: “Imagine a human heart, a real human heart. That’s what hell looked like, except it looked like an abomination.”
Now 12, and days away from turning 13 when we recorded, Samiela sat down with her mum, Sandielyn Taylor, to share her vision of heaven and hell on the God’s Truth Podcast. She tells it the way children tell things: plainly, without polish, without trying to impress anyone. That is exactly what makes it so hard to shake.
You may already know Sandielyn from her own testimony, Heaven’s River of Life at Five, and “You Need to Forgive Me”. Today, it is her daughter’s turn. What follows is Samiela’s account.
A dream that felt like real life
Samiela calls it a dream mixed with a vision. She was asleep, but it felt, in her words, “so like in real life.”
She woke up crying. Sandielyn says the tears were not terror but joy. For days, maybe weeks, Samiela kept coming back to her with the same words: “Mama, mama, I saw heaven.” It took her the best part of a year to fully process what she had seen.
What struck Sandielyn most was the contrast. Samiela told it innocently, almost casually, the way any child tells a story. Yet the detail was far deeper than an eight-year-old should know.
Clouds beneath their feet
In the vision, Samiela was walking through a city with her family on what felt like a summer’s day. Then the ground changed. “We noticed that there were clouds beneath our feet. We realised that we were in heaven.”
That first place, she explains, was a kind of lobby: a starting point, with doors leading off to different parts of heaven and roads leading on from there. Heaven, she says, is infinite, and so are its roads.
One of the first things she noticed was a doorway made of water, curved at the top like an arch. People arriving from earth walked through it looking completely ordinary. They came out the other side purified, their garments glowing.
Abigail asked whether it might be connected to baptism. Samiela had never thought of it that way, but agreed: “It’s like you’re being baptised through the water.” Except no one goes under. They simply pass through.
Samiela’s family moved through heaven inside a bubble. Years ago, she explained to her mum what it meant: the bubble marks people who are visiting heaven in a dream or vision while they are still alive on earth. Those without a bubble have died, and are home for good.
Not everything was straightforward. At one point Sandielyn walked through a door into what Samiela calls “a fake heaven,” and one of her brothers followed. Samiela, her dad and her other brother went through a different door, were carried into the same room in a bubble, and brought them out.
The angels who catch prayers
Samiela saw many angels, but one kind stood out. She calls them prayer collectors. They have no wings, but they are fast.
Every prayer rises, she explains, but not at the same speed. A half-hearted prayer, “I pray that today is good or something like that,” drifts up slowly. A sincere one shoots upward. The prayer collectors catch the prayers and send them to God. Some rise so little that they are never caught.
It reminded Abigail of Jeremiah 29:13: “And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart.” It turns out to be Samiela’s favourite verse.
Why would God need angels to carry prayers He already knows? Samiela’s answer is disarmingly simple: she thinks God wanted to give them a job. Sandielyn pointed to the Psalms, where God keeps account of every tear (Psalm 56:8).
Then the conversation took a turn. Abigail shared something she has rarely heard anyone talk about. During a season of extreme darkness in her own life, she saw spiritual beings stationed outside her house. Other people could not see them. They multiplied by the day, until she began crying out to God in desperation, and then they began to disappear. She calls them prayer blockers.
Sandielyn pointed to Daniel 10:12-13, where an angel tells Daniel he was sent the very day Daniel prayed, but the prince of Persia withstood him for twenty-one days until Michael came to help. Samiela added her own observation: small, slow prayers are easy for the blockers to stop. The fast ones, they can’t catch.
Hell, seen from the back of the Holy Spirit
After the rescue, Samiela says, the Holy Spirit took the whole family on His back and flew them over hell. They saw it from above. They never had to experience it.
What she saw was enough.
Fire everywhere, but not fire as we know it. On earth, she says, fire can warm your food or warm you up, even though it can also kill. “In hell, it can only kill. There’s no good reason to it.”
A cracked floor. No water. People dehydrated and screaming. A man and a woman throwing glass at each other.
Those who had been there longest had no flesh left. Some were so disintegrated they had become part of the floor, and still they felt pain. Newer arrivals had burn marks and barely any clothes. On earth, a scab means the body is healing. Not there. “The scabs are just getting worse and worse, and they’re never healing.”
She saw no children. “That’s a good sign,” she says, “because they’re pure.”
And then there was the shape of it. The part of hell she saw looked like a human heart, ruined and distorted. Rising out of it was something like a huge vein, sticking up like a pipe and pouring out a terrible stench.
Father God on His throne
Samiela also saw the throne room. The colours were soft, she says, nothing that hurt the eyes, with a calm atmosphere. She saw Father God on His throne, glowing. And she heard Him speak to her: “Love Me, because I loved you.”
Jesus was not there. Samiela’s understanding is that, because heaven is outside of time, she was seeing a moment in the end times, when Jesus is on earth fighting.
There was more. Stairs that went up and up, with people on them so far away they looked like ants. Angels who looked about six to eight years old, playing harps. A sky full of planets so close it seemed you could touch them. And babies. Not winged cherubs (Samiela finds those strange), but little ones who died before they could live their lives on earth, lying in cradles and cared for by angels.
“We don’t know when”
Why does Samiela think God showed her all this? “Cuz we don’t know when the end of the world happens. It could happen today. It could happen 10 years from now.” Her conclusion is simple: be ready.
The vision did not leave her afraid, she says. But it made her more careful with the decisions she makes, even when that is hard.
Sandielyn saw the change too. After the encounter, Samiela became noticeably more caring and compassionate towards her brothers. Since then, Sandielyn has been deliberately laying a foundation of Scripture beneath her daughter’s experiences, so that she is rooted in the Word and not in experience alone. It is a lesson Sandielyn learned the hard way in her own youth.
The family verse right now is 2 Corinthians 4:18: “For the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.” Samiela puts it her own way: the clothes and things you have here won’t matter when you get to heaven.
Sharing was not easy for her. Samiela is shy about her visions. But, Sandielyn says, she made a decision: “I will do this for Jesus.”
And when she grows up? A video game and character designer, or an astronaut. She codes, too. As she puts it: “I’m an engineer’s daughter.”
Sandielyn’s mission to the Philippines
This October, Sandielyn is heading to the Philippines again, and the need she describes is heartbreaking.
In some of the prisons she serves, dozens of people share one small room. There are no beds. They sleep on the floor, or sitting up, depending on how many are crammed in. Unless family visits, many go without food or water. Most, she says, went in as teenagers. She brings them food, clean water and the gospel.
From there, she takes the same love to homeless children on the streets of Manila. Through her father’s churches in the city, the ministry also cares for people who have been abused, including children caught up in sex trafficking.
Last time, she spent three months near one of the country’s volcanoes, giving rice to families and sharing the gospel with them. This mission takes her somewhere new: Mindanao in the south, at the invitation of a pastor who came out of Islam. Together they will reach new believers from Muslim backgrounds, many of whom, she says, have encountered Jesus supernaturally, and plant home churches.
“The harvest is here,” she says. Those who give, she believes, are part of that harvest too. If you feel that tug, you can support Sandielyn’s Philippines mission here.
Connect with Sandielyn Taylor
- El Go’El Ministry (elgoel.org), Sandielyn’s ministry website, including prayer, counselling and deliverance
- Support the Philippines mission: prisons, street children and Mindanao
- Read Sandielyn’s own testimony on The Record
Scriptures in this episode
- Jeremiah 29:13, seek me with all your heart
- Psalm 56:8, thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle
- Daniel 10:12-13, the prince of the kingdom of Persia withstood me
- 2 Corinthians 4:18, the things which are not seen are eternal
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