Personal Essay About Riki Wyant, My Hero

The sky is blue; green lush trees frame the pond in which little ducklings cheap and splash the water with their small, feathered wings. Two friends sit and talk, one shares Psalm 27:10 with her friend. Her name is Riki Wyant, and she is my hero. A hero doesn’t have to be someone like Superman of Martin Luther King Jr. Riki, as both my youth group leader and friend, has taught me how just a few simple words and actions can positively impact so many lives. Her unconditional love, selflessness, and dedication is the sun in the thick of a storm, shining brightness on mine and so many other lives. Out of all the people I know, I can confidently say Riki is the most loving. No matter who the person or the circumstance, she will treat them with love. I remember one day, we were studying a book about God's love, Love Beyond Reason, and there was a
It is about accepting God as your perfect father and though things may go wrong, God will take care of you. When Riki’s grandma passed away earlier this year, whom she was extremely close with, she remembered this. In times of pain and loss, God’s comfort guided her to be selfless. Although Riki had lost such an important person in her life she did not complain, even when her car broke down that same week. She tried to be glad her grandma was in in heaven where she could be happy and healthy again. Not only that, but she still made the effort to get to bible studies to teach people about God, be able to babysit for the adult ministry, go to her job, get to school, and still be there for her parents. Riki is selfless because she is relentless in improving others’ lives and in doing so, puts others before herself. Everyday, she makes sacrifices and decisions to help people and improve lives; everyday, she teaches me what it means, and takes, to be