My name is Teddy Waiyaki. I am from Nairobi, Kenya, and I am a deaf and mute person. I want to share a life-changing experience I had in 2012—an experience that redefined my understanding of life, faith, and purpose.

At the time, I was gravely ill, suffering from heart pain and severe headaches. One night, as I tried to sleep, my body gave in to weakness and I collapsed. In that moment, I left this world—I died. 

What happened next was extraordinary. My spirit was suddenly lifted and moved with incredible speed toward heaven. In that divine place, I stood before the presence of Jesus Christ and Jehovah God. Though my eyes initially saw darkness, I felt an overwhelming sense of strength and purity, unlike anything I’d experienced in my earthly body. 

As I tried to comprehend this, my spirit saw a vision—like a TV screen—showing my mom and brother mourning over my lifeless body. Tears filled my spirit as I realized I had left them. It was then that an Archangel appeared, walking toward me. He communicated with me using signs, telling me something that both shocked and humbled me: my spirit was the son of God. 

I was overwhelmed with fear and awe, but the Archangel reassured me. He said, 'Why are you fearful?' I followed him to a divine throne room where Jesus Christ stood near Jehovah God. Along the way, I saw countless little children of God—spirits filled with light. They gazed at me with wonder, for my spirit was tall and mighty, resembling Jehovah God Himself.

Even the guardian angels who walked with us seemed small in comparison. I couldn’t see Jesus Christ or Jehovah God directly because of the darkness and I felt fierce emotions within. I turned to the Archangel and asked to return to my body. With a smile, he said, 'Okay, let’s go.'

As soon as he agreed, my spirit felt joy and peace. With incredible speed—like Superman—I soared through the vastness of space, returning to Earth. I flew through the clouds and re-entered my body. At that moment, I woke up. It was midnight, and my mom and brother were stunned to see me alive.

I felt healed, not just physically but spiritually. That experience left me with a deep belief: my spirit is strong, purposeful, and connected to God in ways I could never imagine.

This story is my testimony—a reminder of the strength we carry within us and the divine love that surrounds us.