Webster defines an impact in two ways: “the action of one object coming forcibly into contact with another,” and “have a strong effect on someone or something.”
There are so many things I can think of that have an impact. This time of year, hail is one of the first that comes to mind. The wheat is growing, the chokecherries and fruit trees are blossoming, and everything outside is young and needs nurturing. We need rain, but it can come with the impact of both hail and wind. We’ve had a male pheasant around all winter and he struts his beautiful, and iridescent in the early morning sun, feathers as he swaggers across the tops of the hay bales. He had an unfortunate impact with the side of our house and lay stiff and dead when we found him.
I can also make a list of what has a strong effect on someone or something. The sun impacts the way the rain is absorbed into the ground. The bulls impact the shape of the piles of hay we put out for them. The smell of warm brownies coming from the oven impacts everyone who wanders in the door. My fellow writing students impact the way I put my stories together. The Psalms impact my spirit and soul, lifting me when it seems all is lost. “I lift my eyes to the hills—from where will my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time on and forevermore.” Psalm 121: 1-2,8
We are impacted every single day and in every single moment, and each one is a story all in itself.