Shannon Gallatin

Though merely a trophy of God's infinite grace, I am blessed to be the wife of my favorite pastor. I'm also the mother of a miracle with at least 6 treasures in heaven being raised by my heavenly Father. The Lord has used my past jobs of working with families affected by addictions, abuse, and other life tragedies, to help oversee the women's ministry at Calvary Chapel of the Finger Lakes. I couldn't be more thankful for His entrustment to wear multiple hats of various sizes, though they might fit a bit awkward on my noggin'. Praying that each of these things are being used to make me more like my Jesus and bring Him great glory.

Though I love all of the Word of God, Philippians 3:10 has become my life verse and Acts 20:24 my ministry pursuit.

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When They’re Too Far Away

Filed in God's Love, Grief, Healing, Hope by on April 3, 2020 2 Comments
When They’re Too Far Away

When I heard a knock at the door, it seemed like an odd day and strange hour to have a visitor. As the only American in a small Croatian village, I became the target of local gypsies. They believed my nationality made me a millionaire and completely ignorant of their gypsy culture, beliefs, and humanitarian […]

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It’s Not A Dog’s Life

It’s Not A Dog’s Life

Ah dogs. A “best friend” to men, women, and children across the globe, as well as history. Their unconditional love, lack of prejudice, grudgeless disposition, hilarious antics, and notable personality causes us to fill up space on our cameras, phones, and win prizes on America’s Funniest Home Video. It’s hard not to love a dog. […]

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A Crazy Time To Walk

Filed in Devotion, Fear by on March 18, 2020 6 Comments
A Crazy Time To Walk

I looked at the EMT while he carefully slid me into the back of the ambulance and said, “This cannot be happening. I’m moving to another country in a few months.” He smiled and said nothing that I remember. My less-than-graceful dive during a volleyball game begat herniated discs protruding out the back of my […]

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Fields of Harvested Tears

Fields of Harvested Tears

For some, every tear is a prayer caught in the palm of Love. One that hears past words, understands before utterance, and interprets the inexpressible. Love keeps the tear, records its cause, interprets what’s best and sows it in heaven’s field of God’s glory on earthly soil. For some, though they look through windows upon […]

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The Old Country Church

Filed in Uncategorized by on June 19, 2018 1 Comment
The Old Country Church

I know it’s hard to imagine a weather report being inaccurate, but it was especially this day. Dressed for cool, but back-dripping heat, my friend Linda and I continued to climb the hill where I knew an old church once stood. Whether it’s an abandoned barn, house, or business, if I can get inside, I […]

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God’s Valentine

Filed in Uncategorized by on February 14, 2018 4 Comments
God’s Valentine

When I was young, Valentine’s Day meant word-covered heart candy, stuffed animals. a small class party, and the pain-staking discovery of who really liked you and who didn’t. The popular kids never lacked for a stack of cards, smiles, and boasts of new crushes, while I learned to hide a crushed heart and small stacks […]

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Forest Of My Own Making

Filed in Healing, Hope, Prayer, Suffering, Uncategorized by on January 16, 2018 2 Comments
Forest Of My Own Making

Jacob was not the only wrestler that preceded the WWF. As I pulled the red-colored digital thermometer out of my daughter’s mouth, my cheeks turned hot with tears. Her pediatrician’s warning echoed loud in my memory, “Do everything you can to prevent her getting this year’s influenza. It will attack her lungs and wreak havoc […]

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Peeled Back and Sliced Through

Filed in Encouragement, Friendship by on December 31, 2017 6 Comments
Peeled Back and Sliced Through

I handed my daughter echinacea tea, grabbed my heating pad and plopped in the living room recliner. Another Sunday invaded by illness, confining us to the couch, instead of a church pew. My husband’s voice came through the radio broadcast, “Think of the depth of the Mariana Trench in the ocean. Over 36,000 feet deep […]

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Mom’s Time to “Rest”

Filed in Death, Hope, Parenting, Suffering, Uncategorized by on October 16, 2017 6 Comments
Mom’s Time to “Rest”

No matter how many times you hear the words, “This may be your last day, ” or “You may never see them again,” both statements eventually come true. And no matter how much you try to prepare to lose a loved one, you are never really prepared. And so it is, one month after publishing […]

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Oh Those Gray Days

Filed in Depression, Encouragement by on September 15, 2017 0 Comments
Oh Those Gray Days

The day was covered in clouds and haze blocked the brilliance of red-speckled hills whispering of autumn’s approach. “The most photographed place in Upstate New York, but today?” a man said looking at my camera. “You must be a professional.” He knew, as well as I, it was not the easiest day to find something […]

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