Yesterday at around 4pm, Dustin Salter went to be with the Lord. For those who don’t know, Dustin was biking with his young children in November and hit his head, suffering a traumatic brain injury. Please keep his wife Leigh Anne and his children Jacob, Nathan, and Meredith in your prayers!
The funeral will be held at 1pm on Friday at Fort Worth Presbyterian church.
Dustin is one of the main reasons that Josh and I decided to go to Mexico City. Dustin was the Reformed University Fellowship campus minister at TCU, where we both went to school. Josh came to know Christ through one of Dustin’s Bible studies his Freshman year, and Dustin became a close friend and mentor. He married us in 2004, and he encouraged us on our path of thinking about working with RUF and going to Mexico.
Dustin didn’t just impact us this way… he also changed the lives of hundreds of other students, professors and parents. Before I got to know him, I would notice him walking around campus, constantly talking to people. He would never “preach at” students, but instead would ask us questions. How did we know that? How could we be sure something was true? Have we studied it to know it for ourselves? He always pointed us back to the Bible. When I first started going to RUF on Tuesday nights, his talks blew me away. Specifically, I had never heard anyone talk about our sin and God’s grace the way that he did. Almost every week, Dustin would say:
“You are never so bad that you are beyond God’s grace, and you are never so good that you are beyond need of it.”
He was a great listener. I can see him in my mind’s eye, nodding his head and looking away with a thoughful look as you spoke. His loud laugh and spontaneous singing of 80’s songs could be heard conspicuously wherever he went. He also ate at Chipolte more often than I thought was humanly possible… almost every day!
Dustin had a deep love for students and a passion for discipling them. He truly lived out the Gospel, always ready to admit his own faults and weaknesses, and desperately thankful for God’s amazing grace. His life is a model for ours, and for our future ministry with students in Mexico City.
Thank you, Dustin. You will be missed by so many, but we rejoice that you are home!
For all the saints, who from their labors rest,
who thee by faith before the world confessed,
thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.
Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might;
thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight;
thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light.
O may thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold,
fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
and win, with them the victor’s crown of gold.
The golden evening brightens in the west;
soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed.
But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
the saints triumphant rise in bright array;
the King of glory passes on his way.
(From the hymn “For All the Saints” by William H. How)