So... I promised you "the story"
1. I had heard of "D. Butts" through my sweet friend, Laura. He's like a brother to her, and she spoke VERY highly of him. I met him BRIEFLY at a conference, but wouldn't have been able to pick him out in a crowd.
2. Officially met Dustin on New Year's Eve at Camp Buckner Reunion. We enjoyed a 2 hour conversation in the Faith Hall kitchen. Encouraging, fun, drank lots of DP, talked with Joey, etc. I learned that he was headed out to Southern in a few days. We had a long conversation about teaching, the IMB, doctrine, and we laughed and talked and laughed and talked. I admired him, respected him, but didn't think much of it, because he was going to Southern and I was still pretty guarded and a little overwhelmed at the time because I was about to start a new job. For all I knew, I would never see this super guy again.
3. So, time tick-tocked by and I got settled into my very sanctifying new job as a 5th grade teacher. It was hard. My friend Laura encouraged me by sending me to our friend Eron's website where he discussed why Christians should not hate their jobs. I printed it and referred to it OFTEN. One day, I was looking at this much-needed post... again and I looked at his links. Saw my pal Blake had a blog and checked it out. Looked at his links. One caught my eye. The Once Dead Poet? What? Interesting... so I hit the link and found Dustin's (I don't call him D. Butts) website. I decided to shoot him an e-mail (but I did not initiate, for the record) to see if he ever ran into my friend Kevin and see how he was doing at Big Al's school.
4. So, on February 11, Dustin awakes to find a "random" e-mail in his inbox.
to be continued...