- When I was about thirteen, my mom picked me up from my friend, Jackie’s house. At the door, Jackie’s mom said to my mom, “I think that someday Shannon is going to marry some successful, hard-working man, and be the bright spot in his day!” Before this, I had never considered what sort of wife I might be. These words sank deep into me. Might I be the sort of wife someday who could bring encouragement and smiles to a hardworking man?
- When I was about sixteen, our speaker at camp, Ken Rudolph, talked with me after a camp fire. He said, “Shannon, I think you’re the cream of the crop. You have the potential to become a leader in this youth group! I think God wants to use you!” At this point, I was more likely to sit in the back row and lead in note passing and snickering. It intrigued me that Pastor Rudolph saw potential for leadership in me, which I certainly did not see in myself! I pondered his words, and turned them over in my mind for many years.
- When I was about twenty, I was working as a camp counselor. One day our camp director,
Chris Brauns, asked me how I had helped the girls in my cabin to remember something. I told him I had made up little object lesson stories, which seemed to help the girls. Chris said, “Shannon, not everyone can make up stories like that. This is a gift that God has given you. Isn’t it great that He has given you opportunity to develop your gifts, here at Camp? You should begin writing some of those down.” I had never considered storytelling a gift before. Chris’s words were interesting to me, and I did start writing my little stories down.