THE FOLLOWING ARTICLE WAS WRITTEN BY LARRY MARSHALL, THE ALUMNI DIRECTOR AT Kentucky Christian University where my husband is a professor.
I read it recently and it touched me so deeply that I had to share it…
NICK NISCHAN
From the title, I assume you know from the outset that I never actually met Nick Nischan. His family arrived at my alma mater just after I graduated, and I only casually met his dad on random visits back to the university. But where the title of my thoughts tonight might mislead a bit is that I feel like I know Nick Nischan, especially after the events of the past few days.
Nick’s funeral celebration was this afternoon in a crowded church of family and friends. His battle with brain cancer for the past 6 years of his life has been well documented in this little corner of the the world, though his influence has gone far beyond Eastern Kentucky.
For the past several years before I arrived back at my alma mater to assume employment, I had heard about this kid named Nick. What set him apart was not that he was dealing with a sickness that was robbing him of being, in a physical sense anyway, what any 13-year-old boy wanted to be. But words that I had always heard were “courageous,” “inspirational,” “brave.”
After the events of the past few days, I can only assume that was all true. As I sat through the funeral – which was actually more of a celebration service – I heard those descriptive words used over & over again by the several who spoke at the service. I can’t imagine the funeral service for one of my own children. But to actually get up and speak…..remarkable. And yet, both Dad & Mom took their turn. I wish I could script out for you their words….it was beautiful, well-said, and very touching. I’m beginning to sense that this remarkable little boy was one of those “apples that didn’t fall far from the tree” as they say. Nick’s mom, Tammy, is a prolific blogger, and has been documenting this 6-year journey at http://www.tammynischan.blogspot.com/and it wouldn’t surprise me if she posts the manuscripts of both her talk and Tim’s. If you get a chance to read some of her posts, it won’t be a waste of your time.
The service itself was as unique as the life it commemorated. The four-piece band did an instrumental version of Audio Adrenaline’s ‘Big House’ as a prelude. I didn’t put two and two together at first. But if you know the song, the lyrics refer to the “big, big house, with lots & lots of room…with a big, big yard, where we can play football.” Nick was a huge football fan, and reference was made later in the service to Nick playing football in that big, big yard at his father’s house. I don’t know if the Audio A guys ever dreamed that song, or any of theirs, would be used at a funeral. But it was perfect. In fact, it was used as an invitation song at the end. Again, this won’t show up in any handbook on how to perform a funeral (neither would the video tribute to Nick sent from Chuck Norris!). But Nick’s life was celebrated tonight much like it was lived. Full of life. Taking advantage of every opportunity and every moment. Pointing to Jesus all along the way.
I never knew Nick Nischan. But in a whole lot of ways, I feel like I know him now. I just wonder if any of us will leave a legacy after we’re gone like this 13-year-old inspirational young man.
Below is a link to a very good article written by our college president about Nick and his family’s journey. (You may have to copy and paste the web address below into your web address line in order to get to the story.)
http://www.kcu.edu/template.php?area=&page=nick_nischan&PHPSESSID=aba4f6c64604653a26af35f71a685fb8
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 

This article has touched my heart!!! Thanks so much for sharing with it all of us!!! I LOVE YOU!!!
That’s SO cool!! What an amazing blessing this must have been for you!
Love you SO much Tammy!!
Bonnelle
Beautiful article.
I feel just like Larry, I wish I had known Nick -but in some ways I feel like I do!
Love yo girl and I’m still waiting on that video. We’re having a hard time getting people to submit them so your chances of winning are great if you are the only one!
Have a wonderful weekend!
Love you!
Renee