Three years ago in Sicily, I had an incredible vision while sleeping. I saw a dozen angels, and it was a breathtaking experience that I will never forget. But let me take you back to 11 years ago, when I was in my native country of Nigeria, and had a dream that changed the course of my life.
In that dream, my pastor approached me inside Church and asked me three times, “What are you doing here, Dennis?” “I don’t see you here (in Nigeria), but I see you in a foreign land!” When I awoke, I dismissed the dream, thinking that I had given up on traveling abroad and didn’t want to dwell on that thought again.
It was clear that God wanted my attention and made certain that I knew it was Him speaking to me, so that I cannot deny that it was a man of God who spoke to me in this dream. However, I later prayed as many months to God and asked for forgiveness for not heeding to His voice. Then I promised to submit to His will if He would reveal the city He intended for me to go to, and the Spirit of God replied, “Sicily.”
At that time, I chuckled to myself and thought, “How on earth will I ever go to Sicily?” But because I had promised to obey God, I said, “Let your will be done!” My laughter was not lost on God, who promised to remind me when it happened, and then it would be His turn to laugh. Fast forward eight years later, I found myself pursuing a master’s degree in Sicily, the very place where I now had this vision of angels.
It all started as any normal dream, I saw my deceased father walking towards me, and not knowing if I was seeing a ghost, I shouted the name Jesus, believing that
“The name of the LORD is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe” (Proverbs 18:10).
Immediately, my dream changed, and I found myself surrounded by a brilliant light and my vision became clear like noon. As my eyes adjusted, I saw 4 men dressed in white chatting casually about 25 meters away. They ranged in height from 5 feet 6 inches to 5 feet 8 inches. But what really caught my attention next were three tall women with large wings, standing just 5 meters away from the men to my right. Their heights ranged from 6 feet 3 inches to 6 feet 6 inches, and they had light-colored hair, and their waists and feet were well covered. They wore fitted vests and looked absolutely glorious and breath-taking.
Standing next to the women was a big angel, slightly over 7 feet tall with light blond hair and a muscular physique. He wore a golden belt and exuded immense power and authority, which frightened me. This big arch angel had a pretty and benign face like that of the winged women, but the physique was muscular, like that of a male basketball player. I could not take my eyes off this entity.
But just then I noticed that this big angel was speaking, animatedly, with 3 or 4 physically fit young men to my right, who were almost 8 feet tall. They were the tallest men I had ever seen in my entire life and looked like strong troops. My gaze had been shifting up and up until I was completely overwhelmed… when I saw those ordinary-looking men, then the winged women, then the big arch angel, and finally these giant young men.
As I stared in awe at these entities, I began to wish they wouldn’t notice me, especially the big angel; because the anointing radiating from them made me feel frail and frightened. And that was when I woke up suddenly, startled and dazed by what I had just seen.
I was under the impression that all angels must look like men, but the winged women didn’t fit this expectation. It was reassuring, due to my male ego, to see that some of the men were actually taller than the women in my vision as they towered over the ordinary-looking men (whom I now assume to be guardian angels).
I prayed to God then and said, “Heavenly Father, I thought angels all looked like men, but did You just show me divine beings that looked like winged women?” The Lord replied, “Think whatever you want, but you saw correctly!”
I had always assumed that all angels looked like men, but the winged women in my vision shattered that assumption. In fact, it was only later, when I read Zechariah 5:9, that I found a scriptural example for what I had seen.
“Then I lifted up my eyes and saw two women approaching, with the wind in their wings. Their wings were like those of a stork, and they lifted up the basket between heaven and earth.”
These were exactly the kind of celestial beings that I saw.
So, what were these beings that I saw? Were they cherubim or angels? The Bible doesn’t give us a clear answer. But as I reflected on this vision and consulted scriptures on the description of winged beings in the Bible, I was still hesitant to refer to them as “angels” in the traditional sense.
Perhaps this hesitation is rooted in our own male ego. For example, Zechariah’s focus was on the appearance of these beings without explicitly stating that they are angels. This suggests to me that he too, was unsure of what to make of their nature, as they appeared to be some esoteric beings. Zechariah did not fully understand what he was seeing and did not feel comfortable calling these beings angels.
The depiction of winged beings has been a common theme in many mythologies and religions throughout history. In Christianity, we often see these beings represented as angels, but I have always struggled to see them that way, even after having this vision, as I did not find any reference in the Bible calling any winged being an angel.
In addition to the winged women in Zechariah, the Bible also mentions other celestial beings with wings. One example is the cherubim, which have four wings and four faces. (Certainly, their description does not fit that of the winged women.) They are described as powerful guardians of God’s throne, and their imagery is used extensively in Jewish and Christian art and literature.
But wait… what about seraphim? Do you remember that another type of winged being mentioned in the Bible is the seraphim? These beings are described by the prophet Isaiah as having six wings and are human like, unlike the beastly cherubim.
They used two wings to cover their faces, two to cover their feet, and two to fly. The seraphim are depicted as worshiping God, when Isaiah saw them, calling out “Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory” (Isaiah 6:1-3).
I am not trying to insinuate anything new here. But is it possible that the winged women seen by Zechariah and even by me were seraphim who were not worshiping God and therefore did not cover their faces with their lesser wings? But coming to think about them now, I remember that the winged women’s feet were well covered from view, but I could see the feet of all the other angels, especially that of the big arch angel. Alternatively, they could be entirely different types of celestial beings altogether. Regardless of their identity, the existence of winged beings in the Bible suggests that the spiritual realm is full of such beings beyond our understanding now.
I realized that the appearance of these divine beings wasn’t as important as the message they carried. They were a reminder of God’s power and grace and of the incredible things He can do in our lives when we submit to His will. I do not know why God gave me this vision.
As I continue on my journey, I’m grateful for the vision God gave me and the ways He continues to guide and direct my path, and I’ve realized without an atom of doubt that God loves me so much, including all those who believe in Christ. He has promised to guide us and direct our steps. Halleluyah! Praise the Lord!
Dennis, I like the way you turned to scripture to research the angelic beings you saw in your dream.
Yes, Emory, I honestly don’t know what I saw in that vision or why, so I looked up answers in the Bible. I’m grateful that you shared my testimony.
Always good to hear from you, Dennis!
Having seen a quick vision a year ago with what looked like a female angel I wondered about it. If it was accurate because we always read about male angels in the Bible. This mention of scripture here in this article brought me some comfort that I was seeing correctly. Thank you, Dennis, so much for sharing your story! God bless you!
i met an angel named Michael
What a dream Dennis. Thanks for sharing. I have read a couple of angelic dreams of others but none so clear and mind blowing.
I can relate to your experience in 2 ways-
1. I too have had a dream in 2002 in which my late mom told me in a dream that I would go abroad and it was going to be great for me there. Now I could have put that aside but about that period my wife had a dream too involving my late mom taking something like fats from her stomach region and giving to my wife and younger sister who were both experiencing problems with conception to take to a doctor to sew it to their stomachs. After that dream my wife conceived followed by my sister and now we have 3 children and my sister has two.
So because that dream started manifesting after like a year I started thinking about the first dream of me traveling abroad. Well, it hasn’t happened yet but I m still hopeful. Though but between 2020 and last year I did travel to the U/S thrice. But my heart wasn’t there. My heart is in Canada and a friend did give me a program to do then in 2020 and at the end I heard the word- Manitoba just like you heard yours. But I have no clue how to go about it!
2. Sometime in about 2008 or 09 I had just woken up while sitting up on the bed, I heard the word – MIRRAEL. I had no idea what it meant. I asked around and no one seemed to know so I asked my sister I mentioned above and she suggested that it sounded like an Angel’s name. When I googled it I saw – a captain of the celestial armies of the order of warriors. That was then, I have tried severally since then but I never saw that explanation again on Google. I would like anyone reading to try it. That’s my closest angelic story.
Though there is another encounter I had with a woman who told me much about my life in a few sentences in 2007. Sometimes I think she was an angel. She looked ordinary but quite graceful like a cross bw an Indian and an African, elderly about 65 years old or more.
This world is deep and we humans don’t know much. I think to keep pride from us, God hid much.
Hi Godwin,
Thanks for sharing. Let me say this: if we have a believing family member who has passed on and gone to heaven, they may sometimes appear in our dreams. My late mother, who is now in heaven, occasionally may seek from God to know what is happening with us her children here on earth. During such moments, God allows me through dreams to witness her visitations, and when she requested blessings or interventions on our behalf, which God grants. Although these visits are rare, they are scheduled to be meaningful. So, I fully understand and concur with your dream about seeing your late mum and what transpired.
Another reason we may have such dreams is that God often uses us, believers, as channels to bless our families. Let me share an example. Around 2014, I was sleeping, just before dawn, there was a sudden intervention in my dream, I was rushed to a hospital. Something was taken from my body to patchup someone else. It was confusing because I wasn’t sure if it was happening to me or someone else. But I have since realized that when you are witnessing spiritually what someone else is experiencing, you might feel it as if it were happening to you. I also saw that a second person didn’t survive. When I woke up around 4:30 a.m., I began to pray earnestly, sensing something was badly wrong.
Later that day, my eldest sister Victoria informed us that in the early hours of the morning, her daughter—my niece—was involved in a terrible car accident while returning from a late night party with her friends. Her friend died, but my niece survived with minor injuries and was hospitalized. When I went to visit, the doctor said one of us her relatives must donate blood. As O+, I was the only suitable donor and gave blood—just as my dream had warned me that I would need to help someone in this way, even if the blood wasn’t used for my niece directly.
As the Bible says, “Your sons and daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams” (Joel 2:28). The Spirit of God is working in these last days through dreams and visions to bring many to Christ and to edify the Church.
Thanks again for sharing your testimony with us.
Thanks Dennis for more on dreaming of about dead relatives especially. I have had people say any dreams of dead people is demonic and I refuse that. Because my experience tells me it’s not. Also dreams about eating in the dream. Unlike popular opinion in some quarters, God speaks to me a lot using foods. Maybe because I like food so much! Lol. If I get given food in the dream, good things happen in real life and if I get denied food in the dream, I suffer unexplainable losses. Infact a few days ago, I dreamed I was given a burger. When I unwrapped it, it contained two slices of bread and a small can. While I was wondering what to do, a relative came and picked up the spray and sprayed on the slices and it started to rise to become like the normal rich infill in a normal burger but richer. She turned the back of the slices and did same. So I knew some blessing was on the way. Just a few hours ago, from a very unlikely source, without asking I was sent some good amount of money to fix my car, stove and generator!!! Praise Jesus. I know there is more to come. So thanks your update has stamped the fact that God can choose even dead relatives to talk to us.
An update about the dream involving my late mom and travel abroad. I now believe it’s about America because that was the last conversation we had on phone before she unexpectedly took I’ll and passed months later after a long hospital stay. Now there were three consecutive dreams I had last May that clarified why my three last visits to the U/S were unfulfilling. The testimony is still loading and I ll give it here when the full understanding and manifestation comes.
Sometimes I think I should learn more from my dreams, visions, etc than from real life but I think I’m kind of slow in understanding my experiences but quite sharp to understand and interpret other people’s dreams.
Hi Godwin,
**DREAM 01**
I want to share this dream to illustrate how I have no control over what God chooses to reveal to me, and how frustrating it can be to communicate these experiences in a way that others can understand.
In 2003–2004, I was in Nigeria, and the internet was still in its infancy, making it almost impossible to share such experiences widely. At that time, most Nigerians had never heard of hurricanes or typhoons.
One night, I didn’t have money to return home after playing the piano in church, so I decided to sleep on the altar, which was rugged. In my sleep, I suddenly heard a rumbling sound that grew louder and began shaking the roof of the church violently. For a moment, I thought it was happening physically.
Then, I was able to see beyond the building, far into the horizon. About 100 km away, I saw **four towering hurricanes rushing toward me from the four corners of the earth**. The winds were blackened with particles, and the funnel-like formations stretched from the ground to the sky, mushrooming as they rose. I was terrified by the noise, the rumbling, and the sheer violence of the phenomenon approaching at such rapid speed. I asked myself, *“Why am I witnessing this chaos, which, when it reaches me, could crush me like a worm?”*
Then I woke up, unable to sleep until morning.
At that time, as a Nigerian, I knew nothing about hurricanes or typhoons. Later, I did thorough research and discovered that shortly afterward, a series of four hurricanes struck the United States, leaving a lasting impact on humanity. The first I followed in the news was **Hurricane Isabel** in September 2003. Later came **Hurricane Katrina** in 2005, which caused massive flooding and devastation after the Atlanta dam broke. This confirmed the fears I had felt in my dream and made me realize the profound responsibility God was calling me to—as an intercessor who prays for people and nations when He reveals what is soon to happen.
Hi Godwin,
More about dreams. My late mother was a dreamer—God revealed many things to her through dreams. If you read my testimony titled *“Mum Saw Heaven and Hell,”* you’ll see that God revealed to her in a dream that there was a new church in town called **Deeper Life Bible Church**, which she began attending and where she got saved.
At this point in my life, I realized that the same prophetic gifts had rubbed off on me. After my vision of angels in Sicily, for some unknown reason, some students at my university nicknamed me *“the man who sees the future!”* A little revival even broke out because of that. I was often surrounded by students—mostly from Muslim countries—who wanted me to tell them about their future. I didn’t find it funny, but I prayed silently in my heart and responded as best I could, being the only believer there. I told each person what would happen to them soon.
One Iranian student was skeptical and mocked me, so I decided to take a different approach with him. I began to manifest a word of knowledge and told him he had a younger sister, which he denied—but I suspected he was testing me. Just then, an Algerian student walked in, and the Iranian student challenged me: *“What about this guy? Tell us something about him.”* Instantly, without thinking, I said, *“He looks like he has just come from Paris.”* When they asked the Algerian, he confirmed he had just returned from a vacation in France and had been in Paris.
In many ways, the prophetic gifts of God in my life have been a burden. God reveals things to me in dreams, but these moments are infrequent. He also speaks through the word of knowledge. Often, I lie awake at night, praying and worrying about people, nations, and events—many unknown to the public—long before they happen. The life of a prophet can be misunderstood and lonely.
I’ll cut the chat here for now, but I want to share with you in separate messages just **three of my numerous dreams**, which reveal nothing short of the raw supernatural power of God at work.
Thank you Dennis for giving us much more. I m not surprised those students of the other religion took an interest in you. The rest of the world living in darkness is fascinated by magic and not the miracle of our redemption story or the Gospel which they see as foolishness. You can notice so much TV programs and films on the supernatural which are mostly demonic. Even within us Christians, unbelief of the supernatural is rife and one can’t go about striving to convince every doubting Thomas.
Of course not on your scale but I understand too how difficult it is to be gifted with dreams, visions, prophecies, words of knowledge, words of wisdom, etc because of the unbelief and indiscipline in the world today.
I also agree that these gifts are in the family line. I think I got mine from my maternal grandmother from the stories my mom told us but she told us her mom resisted that gift. In my own case I welcome it now but for long I was careless about them. Now my children are into it too and sometimes God sends them to me, my wife too.
Now I understand that I have to watch my path to always be on the narrow road of consecration. It’s been an interesting journey but I’m yet to know where it’s all leading. Sometimes it’s frustrating because I’m struggling so much with just making a living!
Well I guess He is calling me to fully trust Him because there is so much I don’t understand. Thanks bro for your testimonies- really refreshing and faith building. Could you post a link about the other testimony you mentioned? Thanks
On another note do you know the story of St. Dennis? His feast day in the Catholic Church was a few days ago. It’s mind bugling. Do check it out pls.
Hi Godwin,
**DREAM 02**
I want to share this dream to reinforce what you said—that as believers, we are the light of the world. Even when we don’t realize it, the world is taking notice. I also want to explain that some dreams are not just God revealing something to us alone— but can be intense spiritual battles with the kingdom of darkness.
For this reason, I’ll share **two dreams involving spiritual battles**.
**The first dream** happened around 1990, when I was a new convert and had not yet received the baptism of the Holy Spirit. I was in UNN campus, praying all night. As I knelt and prayed, leaning on my bed, a deep sleep came over me. Suddenly, **5 occult boys**—there were many secret cults on campus at that time—walked into my room armed with daggers and weapons, shouting that I had been disturbing them with my prayers. They said something like:*“Today, we will nail you for good, and even your Jesus will not deliver you.”*
Before I could fully process what was happening, they began attacking me. I screamed *“JESUS! JESUS!!”*—which slowed them slightly, almost like irritation—but they kept coming at me nevertheless. Realizing they could finish me off if I didn’t change strategy, I screamed, *“THE BLOOD OF JESUS!”* Instantly, they felt a burning ? sensation and began writhing in agony, giving me enough time to escape and wake up from the attack.
It took me many years to understand the implication of that battle. When dealing with demons, you can bind and cast them out in the name of Jesus. But when dealing with human spirits— that astral projected—the rules change. You cant bind them in Jesus’ name, but personal protection comes through the **blood of Jesus**, which was shed for the remission of our sins. In the presence of the BLOOD of Jesus, a rebellious human spirit would feel unholy and experiences the burning fire of the Holy Ghost. It is a double edged sword.
**The second dream** happened around 2007. I was maintaining the office computers and internet hardware for a Lebanese muslim. Normally, I would sleep in their guest room if it’s too late to go home, but he persuaded me to sleep in his room while he slept in the guest room. Unknown to me, he had invited a mallam (voodoo priest) to perform rituals, and his room had became haunted by demonic forces.
Around 2:00 AM, while fast asleep, I felt a **loud explosion**, and the floor of the 5th-story building beneath me shattered. I began falling toward the ground floor with a **marine spirit**, which I sensed as a massive whale like creature. We fell into a pool of water, and the creature thrashed violently until I woke up. I couldn’t sleep again that night, remaining partly awake, but I didn’t leave the room either.
I know my Bible well—it says, *“He gives sleep to His beloved.”* I have enough understanding of spiritual things not to fear demons.
At 6:00 AM, the Lebanese man knocked and entered the room, asking how I fared. I didn’t answer; I told him I was still sleeping and rested until office hours at 9:00 AM. That was when he confessed what he had done—and as a result, the room had become haunted at night, and he wanted me to experience it. I assured him it would be the last time the room was haunted, as I had prayed for the power of Jesus to take control. I also made him understand that while the demon came to attack, this time, it was **his life that was in danger, not mine**.Sure enough, the attack never happen again because it takes a blessing to overturn a curse.
Just to clarify that the first dream in DREAM 02, which I shared, wasn’t fiction….
As young, born-again university students, we were very zealous and prayerful. The same could be said for the students involved in secret cults like Pirate, Buccaneers, and Black Axe at Nigerian universities.
There was a university residence room that no sober student in their right mind would ever occupy because of its fearsome reputation. Cult members used it for their meetings and drove out any first-year students assigned there. Unfortunately, my two Christian friends, Solomon and Matthias, were assigned to that room in their first year. They refused to be intimidated and prayed consistently until these cult guys stopped using that room for their meetings.
However, the cult leader—a guy who looked so handsome and innocent you would never believe he could harm a fly—remained in the room, which could house four occupants. One day, Solomon had to travel, and Matthias was too scared to be left alone. He asked me to spend the night there since the cult leader was still in the room.
Late at night, while asleep, I was woken by a serious commotion. The “innocent-looking” cult leader’s eyes were blazing red with anger as he shouted at the top of his voice. I woke up to the sound of a bottle shattering against the wall; he had thrown it at Matthias, who dodged it. The cult leader shouted, *“When you guys are praying, I don’t disturb you. But when I am having my quiet time, you decide to disturb me!”* After saying this, he stormed out of the room.
I must admit, Matthias is one of the most cautious and suspicious Christians I have ever met; he takes nothing for granted. To cut a long story short, Matthias explained that the cult leader had **astral projected** while we were sleeping. He knew because of the leader’s strange yoga posture. Matthias began to pray, calling the spirit back.
It was a stressful night for all of us, but the good news is: the cult guy and his gang members never t to that room again. Out of caution, my 2 friends also requested to be reassigned to different rooms in the next academic session.