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30 Guest posts

Kim Ballard & Chris Hourclé Kim Ballard & Chris Hourclé

I can not find the words that can express my sorrow that such a wonderful man has gone. This was the man who prompted my now husband to say "I do" twice in the same ceremony. The man who understood me (better than I understood myself) after only a couple conversations. The man who got me to willingly walk into church on a Sunday. A great and wonderful man. Called home entirely too soon. Maureen, we send you all the love, hugs and strength in the days ahead. David, I raise a glass of Irish whisky in your honor.

Jody McColman Jody McColman

Time is the one truly finite resource. You lose stuff you can get more stuff, you lose money you can get more money. You spend time? You spend time and it's gone. Forever. Some of your time you spend doing things you have to do; fulfilling basic needs, doing things to obtain the resources to meet those needs. But some of your time is spent at your sole discretion. How only you want to spend it. This time is by far the most precious. When someone gives some of this time to you, they have given you a gift of inestimable value. They have given you a gift so staggeringly precious it actually hurts to contemplate. So we don't. We enjoy it, and appreciate it in the moment, sure. But we never truly appreciate it I think until a person has no more time to give. It is then that I am in awe of the gift the person gave. They chose to spend some of their rarest and most precious possession. With you. People need to honor that gift by remembering and holding that person in their hearts. And saying thank you.

Thank you, David. With all my heart. Thank you.

Matthew Delamater Matthew Delamater

Oh David. Oh Maureen. I love you both so and am thinking of you tonight with all the love I can muster. I feel lucky, so lucky, to have such amazing memories with you and to have gotten to share such incredible ones with David. What a giant of a soul, what a huge heart and one that leaves an imprint on your own soul that never fades. I love you both and am here if there is anything that you need. Thinking of Pozzo tonight - “the tears of the world are a constant quantity”. So much love to you and your family.

David Farrington David Farrington

I can't find words yet to offer a fitting tribute to the man I've known and loved for over 20 years as my minister/mentor/drinking buddy/friend, so for now I'll return to these words that I first shared at an event in 2016 honoring David's retirement from ministry at First Parish in Gorham.
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The novelist and spiritual writer Frederick Buechner - who, like David, is a graduate of Union Theological Seminary - offered this insight about saints:

"In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints. Many people think of saints as plaster saints, men and women of such paralyzing virtue that they never thought a nasty thought or did an evil deed their whole lives long. As far as I know, real saints never even come close to characterizing themselves that way….The feet of saints are as much of clay as everybody else’s. Their sainthood consists less of what they have done than of what God has for some reason chosen to do through them. The Holy Spirit has been called "the giver of life" and, drawing their power from that source, saints are essentially life-givers. .. A saint is a human being with the same sorts of hang-ups and abysses as the rest of us, but if a saint touches your life, you become alive in a new way.”

For those of us who have been privileged to know him, David has been one of those saints who, as Buechner says, somehow just makes us feel more alive. David is one of those rare spirits who can turn everyday tasks into epic adventures (or sometimes misadventures.) When you share a meal with David, somehow the food just tastes more delicious, the drink becomes a little more potent, and the conversation is more lively and memorable. In David’s company, the festive holidays are more joyous and the somber occasions are more profound. I love Buechner’s description of a saint because it helps me recognize that I have been blessed to encounter a few genuine saints in my life, including one right here in Gorham, our own Saint David.

Judith Morrissette Judith Morrissette

https://youtu.be/dDra-5DG3JE
Dear David and Maureen…please add our love and prayers to these of your dear
friends. The warmth, sincerity and genuine love that your friends express can only, we hope, embrace you and hold you tight at this oh so sad time. Wish we had known you two as the loving powerhouse couple you have been.
Love and prayers… Judy and Paul Morrissette
(I hope the you tube song comes through)

Stephanie  Ross Stephanie Ross

All my prayers for you David and Maureen...David, your light is burning even through the darkness of the night ... to rise again...Shining still for all Eternity .

Carol Evans Carol Evans

Maureen and I reconnected after many years. One of the best parts of that was meeting David. Maureen and I were single ladies together on the mean streets of Harvard Square eons ago. Maureen never lacked for 'gentlemen callers' who admired her beauty, wit, talent etc. But as is often the case, they tended to see her in relation to themselves. But David saw Maureen as she was, independent of him. And in their relationship she had the room to be all of her amazing self. It is important in a marriage that what each likes best about the other is the same as what they like best about themselves. They had that shared appreciation for each other. And both of their amazing selves were ever greater as a whole. And that made it possible for them to make room for all the rest of us. The number and scope of friends and communities that gathered round their table - actual and metaphorical - is astounding. We never had enough opportunity to spend as much time together as we all would have liked. But we never doubted there was always room for us at their table. I think that David's super-power if that he finds the joy in people and brings that out. Our thoughts and love are with you both.

Paul Haley Paul Haley

I come from a big family, but this…THIS…is a BIG family. David and Maureen have fed and connected and cultivated it around them with natural capacities for warm inclusion, consistent care and spirit. I’m feeling profoundly grateful and fortunate to have been at the tables, in the firm friendship, in the (all hours) conversations, in the projects, in the circles of love and perpetual personal welcome.

If there’s a way to let in ALL of what is expressed here by the many you’ve embraced, touched and comforted, by the many you’ve laughed (a lot) with and created with, please, David and Maureen, reap reap reap what you have sown.

John Rimkunas John Rimkunas

Dear David, Maureen and the Butler family,
The whole Rimkunas gang sends their love out to you all. We miss the days when we would be driving through Gorham and see you out there walking your "bears." We would roll down the windows and shout at the top of our lungs "Hi Rev. Butler!" Thank you for the good times, the support during dark times, the insight, songs and laughter.
Love,
John, Allie, Peter, Miriam and Jonas

Christina Sklarz Christina Sklarz

David, the Peace Lily you gifted me four plus years ago is doing beautifully and flowers on a regular basis. I cherish those months we worked together as The Foreside Community Church transitioned to our new pastor. Thank you for sharing your wisdom, guidance, and overall great stories. You are living in my best memories, and always will. Christina S.

Kerry Rasor Kerry Rasor

This reminds me so much of you, your courage and strength David Butler, your unshakable faith, and your your unconquerable soul
Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears,
Looms but the Horror of the shade.
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Henley

Kerry Rasor Kerry Rasor

So much love to you David Butler, you are a beacon of intelligence, support, kindness, reason, compassion, art and love. You and Maureen have lit up the lives of so many people here, with your work, your friendship and just your presence in our community. All my love goes out to you two incredible people - I feel so blessed to know you both.
Love, prayers and hope, Kerry

Meg Anderson Meg Anderson

love love love you David and Maureen. The more I think back, the more memories flood in. Thinking of you picking me up at the train station in Ennis and for the birthday dinner we had for you at the Italian restaurant. Always giving a home to anyone who needed it, thank you with all of my heart.

Vanessa Beyland Vanessa Beyland

Dear David, Maureen and the entire Family -

May the blessings of light be upon you,

Light without and light within.

And in all your comings and goings,

May you ever have a kindly greeting

From them you meet on the road.

With love,
Vanessa, Keith and Keely