The Woman Who Chose Love Over Limits
- Brainz Magazine
- 15 hours ago
- 6 min read
Written by Kiara Streater, CEO & Business Powerhouse
An accomplished leader with 15 years of experience in the professional services industry, I am currently President and CEO of (Extraordinary Headhunters LLC). Demonstrated ability to improve the business performance of multi-billion dollar businesses and a strong record of consistent, above-market revenue and profit growth.
There are people who show up for work. And then there are people who show up for purpose. Mrs. Sheila Y. Wilson is one of the rare few who have always chosen the latter, and we are all better for it.
In the pages of our lives, there are characters who quietly rewrite our entire story. Mrs. Wilson isn’t just one of those people, she is the turning point. Not because she demanded it, not because she shouted the loudest, but because she lived with the kind of integrity, patience, and unshakable grace that stays with you long after the lesson is over.
Long before I understood the complexities of trauma, systems, and spiritual warfare, I was just a child, a seven-year-old girl placed in my grandmother’s care by DSS, plucked from the familiar, and dropped into the unknown. New home. New town. New school. At that age, all I really knew was that I missed my old life. And that nobody was really explaining what came next.
Then came Mrs. Wilson.
I can still remember the first time I saw her. She carried herself like a woman who had weathered storms and still made time to water her garden. Her voice was gentle, but not soft. Her eyes held truth. There was something deeply spiritual about the way she moved through the world, something that told you she didn’t just pray, she practiced love every single day.
She saw me. In a classroom filled with eager hands and fast readers, she saw the quiet girl in the corner trying to make sense of a world that didn’t make sense anymore. And she didn’t look away. She leaned in.
Mrs. Wilson didn’t have to go above and beyond. But she did. Not once. Not occasionally. Always.
I wasn’t just a student. I became someone she cared about. Enough to let me into her life. Into her home. There’s something profound about being invited into the space of a teacher. It sends a message that says, “You’re safe here. You matter here. I see you, and I’m not afraid of your pain.”
That act alone, that moment when she let me stay the night, healed something inside me that no court order or new routine ever could. She saw me not as a case file or a burden, but as a child of God. And in doing so, she gave me something holy: stability wrapped in tenderness.
But here’s the thing about Mrs. Wilson, this is not a one-time story. Ask around. The testimonies are endless. The children who grew up a little stronger because of her. The mothers who trusted her with their babies. The church members who lean on her wisdom. The friends who know that if she loves you, she prays for you.
And those prayers? They move mountains.
Today, she’s still sowing seeds into the hearts of others. Whether she’s mentoring young women, supporting her church family, or preparing for the next community gathering, Mrs. Wilson remains a spiritual force whose presence uplifts everyone she encounters. Her Facebook timeline reads like a devotional, overflowing with scripture, encouragement, celebration, and powerful reminders of God’s love. She’s not just part of the church. She is the church, living, breathing, and embodying it with every step she takes.
She does not perform holiness. She lives it.
You see, there’s a generation of us who survived things we never had the language for at the time. And it was teachers like Mrs. Wilson who became our first safe space. She may not have known the full extent of what each child was carrying, but she responded with the only thing that could cut through the pain: God’s love in action.
That’s the kind of impact you can’t fake. You can’t teach. You can’t manufacture.
That’s anointing.
Sheila Y. Wilson is not just a woman who taught third grade. She is a woman who taught how to love like Christ, how to hold others up even when your own arms are tired, how to build something eternal in the hearts of the broken.
If you were lucky enough to be one of her students, then you know, she didn’t just teach lessons. She became one.
For my 35th birthday, I honor her not just for what she did for me, but for what she continues to do for so many. She reminds us what it looks like when someone chooses love every single day, without applause, without reward, and without fail.
To Mrs. Wilson,
If no one else has told you lately: we remember.
We remember the way you never let our silence go unnoticed. The way you could look into a child’s eyes and tell what their spirit needed, even when we didn’t have the words. We remember the stillness of your presence, how it carried more safety than a locked door or a light left on at night.
We remember that you didn't just do your job, you did the work of God through your job. With your hands. With your heart. With your home.
You didn’t just change lives. You carried them.
You carried us through the grief we couldn’t name. Through the absence of parents we didn’t understand. Through the ache of trying to make sense of the cards life had dealt us, at ages too young to be holding anything that heavy.
You made us feel like we weren’t broken. Like we weren’t forgotten. Like we mattered, not just for our grades or our behavior, but for our being.
And that’s not something you learn in a teacher training program. That’s something the Holy Spirit deposits in people who are chosen to heal the world one child at a time.
You saw the child in me, and not the paperwork. Not the trauma. Not the labels. Just me.
And for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt chosen. Not because I was the smartest. Not because I was the loudest. But because I was loved.
That moment, the night you welcomed me into your home, was not about charity. It was about a covenant. It was a sacred act. A divine interruption in the story the enemy was writing over my life.
You didn’t just give me a place to sleep.
You gave me permission to rest.
You gave my grandmother peace of mind.
You gave my heart a soft place to land when everything else felt sharp.
And whether you know it or not, that one act of kindness echoed into every room I’ve ever walked into since. It’s the reason I believe in showing up for others. It’s the reason I know God places angels in human form on this earth. It’s the reason I’m still standing.
Mrs. Wilson, your name is written in rooms you’ve never been in. Your influence is stitched into the prayers of grown adults who never forgot you. Your legacy lives in the careers we pursued, the love we give our own children, the choices we made to be light instead of bitter.
Because you were light for us first.
I can’t think of a time when you weren’t pouring into others. Whether in the classroom, the church, or your community, you’ve always shown up with open arms and a spirit that says, “Come as you are.”
So today, I want you to receive what you’ve so freely given your whole life: gratitude, honor, and love without conditions.
You have always been a woman of God, not just in word, but in walk.
And I hope, no, I pray, that you know this: You were the answer to someone’s prayer long before they had the courage to speak it out loud.
You were mine.
And still are.
Thank you for every seed you planted, every hug you gave, every second you sat still and listened. Thank you for seeing me. Loving me. Covering me.
You didn’t just teach me to read, you helped me rewrite my story.
You are one of the greatest gifts this life has ever given me.
And I hope heaven is already preparing your crown, because down here, we will never stop celebrating the gift of you.
With tears in my eyes and more love than words could hold,
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Kiara Streater, CEO & Business Powerhouse
An accomplished leader with 15 years of experience in the professional services industry, I am currently President and CEO of (Extraordinary Headhunters LLC). Demonstrated ability to improve the business performance of multi-billion dollar businesses and a strong record of consistent, above-market revenue and profit growth. Skilled at creating market opportunity and growth through innovative business strategy, process/technology transformation, and implementing complex technology and research-based solutions. Expertise working globally; attracting, developing, and leading top talent; fostering diversity; and building high-performance cultures for 6,000+ person organizations.
