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About Butch Dean

I was born and raised in the mid-west and attended high school in the '50's. My paths in life have taken me from a teenager in the fifties to the U.S. Navy in the sixties; from a blue collar worker to a nursing degree; from Illinois-Arkansas-Florida-Tennessee and back to my hometown in Illinois. Many roads have I traveled and many travelers have I met along the way, all with stories to be told. With my faith in God and “dust on my shoes,” I travel the writer’s path. My poetry and writings are about faith, hope, love and the human condition. It is my sincere hope that the thoughts expressed will find a way to speak to your heart and soul. "It's never too late and you are never too old to do what you’ve always wanted to do.”

God Knows Your Heart

When your heart is aching and no words appear,

When life presents your greatest fear,

When the pain inside seems impossible to bear,

Remember, He knows your heart and He does care.

 ~

“For thou hast delivered my soul from death,

mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.”

(Psalm 116:8)

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Want is Never Satisfied

Want is a small word with a big appetite. Wants can be for money, power, of the flesh, materialistic. Want is never satisfied. Want never has enough. Want can easily become your whole focus. Want and contentment cannot co-exist. You can choose to chase after “wants” or to live with contentment.

1 Timothy 6:8

For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content.

Hebrews 13:5

Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.

1John 2:16

For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.

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Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah

 

“My, oh my, what a wonderful day

Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way”*

~~~

It is easy to be thankful when the sun is shining and everything is going your way. It is easy to smile and sing with no storms in the forecast.

Zip-a-dee-do-dah…zip-a-dee-ay!*

What about those days and endless nights when nothing seems in your favor…when storm clouds obscure the sun and there is no song in your heart. How thankful do you feel…where is your zip-a-dee-do-dah* then?

Paul wrote* that he had learned to be content in whatever situation he was in. Whether the sun was shining or storms were brewing;; whether times were prosperous or the pockets were empty; whether he was bound or free; he was thankful…he was content.

This mindset may not make sense to the world, but to Christians it must. We follow One who had no home nor a pillow to rest His head. (Matthew 8:20) We are asked to let His thoughts* and His ways be ours.

If I may…therein lies our “zip-a-dee-do-dah”!*

 

* Allie Wrubel and Ray Gilbert © 1945 Walt Disney Music Company

* Paul wrote…Philippeans 4: 11-13

* His thoughts…Philippeans 2: 5-8

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Beyond the Veil

Originally posted on Revolutionary Faith:

“The problem is, it’s all Good Friday and no Easter Sunday.”

This was a critique I recently heard someone offer on Mel Gibson’s The Passion of the Christ, and I readily agreed with it. But I was struck by how applicable the observation was to Easter sermons in general. Pastors go into incredible detail describing the 39 lashes Jesus took on his back, his painful walk to Golgotha, the crown of thorns on his head, the nails in his hands and feet, the hours of breathless agony spent hanging on a roughly hewn cross–and, finally, the spear in his side.  The Resurrection ends up almost as a footnote to all the blood and gore.

Nevermind that the Resurrection is what gives power and meaning to Christ’s crucifixion. Without it, Jesus is just another martyr and those 39 stripes heal no one.

However, what I love most about the Crucifixion story…

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