The perfect outfit is laid out next to your bed, your lunch has already been packed, complete with your favorite flavor Capri Sun, your back-pack dusted off from of a summer of running free, and the first day of school is just hours away. I know not everyone prepares for a new year the same way; some students can’t wait to take on the next grade, while others would be much more comfortable hidden in a dark hole – but surely you remember those days of anticipation. I bet you’ve learned to recognize that regardless of your location on the school-desirability-spectrum the teacher you find at the front of your new classroom has the power to change everything. Maybe you had a teacher who changed everything for you? The one who refused to believe you were stupid, who talked to you when your parents wouldn’t listen, and made school more fun for
everyone. In the fall Nikki will begin to teach a class of her very own. She dreams of being an inspirational teacher, of having the chance to change even a single child’s life. The kids who find themselves in her class have no idea what they have to look forward to or how lucky they are. I believe that her dream will be realized many times over. Her eyes are bright and vibrant, her smile warms your insides like a cup of cocoa, and more than anything her compassion is deeply genuine.
Nikki was introduced to Impact about three and a half years ago. When she arrived the first thing she thought was, “Man I wish I would have come here sooner!” Impact sparked a recognition of the importance in developing intertwining relationships, she was presented with a picture of community that was irresistible. The effect it had on her was monumental. Impact became a family for her, a brilliant network of support and encouragement in this place away from home. Nikki is also particularly close to her biological family. She has celebrated great victory and mourned devastating defeat with them. Through it all she maintains and optimistic outlook, never doubting that things will end up okay.
The buoyancy of Nikki’s character is remarkable to me. I can see her as a buoy on the ocean of life, not untouched by the waves, but floating, brightly colored, amidst them. She serves as an anchor for others because God is a mainstay for her. Though she has seen more than her fair share of heartache, she is resilient. She allows trouble to steady her reliance on God, to broaden her perspective, and to produce wisdom that is a gift to those who know her. Vulnerability doesn’t frighten her and she is willing to share of her experiences openly. Nikki reminded me that changing your mind can be a great thing to do and we should stay open to new things. Often times when it seems like the sky is falling, we live only to find out it was just a bit of morning fog.
Life is messy, complicated, exciting, challenging, and painful but I can still see a hint of what was meant to be on
the canvas that peeks through from behind our brokenness. I can see it reflected in Nikki’s eyes. Hope is always available, joy is as faithful and mystical as the sunrise. Sometimes the sun creeps above the horizon absolutely shattering the darkness sending a melody of illuminated color in every direction, sometimes the sun just peaks out slowly from behind the clouds as the darkness fades – either way it lights up the entire sky, bringing heat and light into a dark, cold world. But if we stay in our air conditioned rooms, settle into our couches and soak up the fluorescent light we start to believe that a switch on the wall makes the difference between light and darkness. This way we never have to shield our eyes from the brilliance of natural light, never feel too hot or too cold, and we are able to grow perfectly stagnant. We pacify our restless minds enough to live pseudo lives, absorbed in a manipulated reality, assuming that comfort and convenience equate happiness. I don’t think they do. I say step out into the light, open your eyes wide, and photosynthesize. The sun will give you life and its contagious.












