rob or robbie...

... keepin it real since 1984.

3/07/2007

done and done

YO!

i'm pretty sure I am passing through my blogspot season of life. I never check this anymore and pretty much don't check anybody else's.

i love writing about things i love writing about, so maybe one day i will write a book and you can have that instead.

LOVE,
robbie
myspace.com/robbieband

2/07/2007

the body

Well guys,
The truth is, i'm growing a little distant from blogging. Blogging was a Vanguard craze for a while, but i'm pretty sure it's a phase that has passed. I think lots of other people are still reading, and since I like writing I keep posting occassionally. It's possible the blog might be retired soon. If you read it and want me to keep writing, you should leave a comment and let me know.

but Laura asked me to post a new blog, so here is a tidbit of something I have been reflecting on:

'The body is not made up of one part, but of many. If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? But in fact, God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. If they were all one part, where would the body be? As it is, there are many parts but one body. The eye cannot say to the hand, "I don't need you!" and the head cannot say to the feet, "I don't need you!"

So there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honoured, every part rejoices with it.


- selections from 1st Corinthians 12

I was asked to share in chapel recently something that I learned about ministry during my internship. I learned a lot, but one of the most pivotal things I learned is this: There is no one correct way to reach people. You need to do what you are called and created to do.

If you had asked me last year what I thought didn't work and what the church needed to change, I would have gushed to you about how irrelevant and religious the church was, how screwed up of a system it was, and how it was a little subculture full of people with little awareness of reality. I could have gone on and on about all the things I didn't like. I could have told you that charismatic Christians are nuts and that conservative Christians are spiritually dead.

I thought I knew what the best way to minister to people in this generation was. I was arrogant and I was wrong.

There is no one way to reach people. You have to do what you are called to do.

Just the same as the eye cannot say to the ear, 'I don't need you!' - the postmodern cannot say to the pentecostal, "I don't need you!". The 'emerging chuch' supporter cannot say to the traditional church support, "I don't need you!". The house church cannot say to the mega church, "I don't need you!"

We are all part of the body of Christ. We are meant to be together. We have been created unique, with distinct functions to serve the body. Think: If we were all exactly the same (like if we were all a leg), the body would be useless and dysfunctional. If we were all 'postmodern' Christians, what would happen to all those who don't fit into the postmodern mold? If we were all 'normal', what would happen to all those who don't fit into the mold that we call 'normal'?

Postmoderns will reach people that churchy churches will never reach, and churchy churches will reach people that postmoderns will never reach and charismaniacs could reach people that 'normal', spirit-filled believers might not reach.

We can't say to each other, "I don't need you!", or "You are wrong! Do it my way, it's the best way!"

We are a body and we need to be together. There is unity in diversity.

In the summer I went to Generation Church in Kirkland, WA, where Judah Smith, an excellent and very well known preacher, pastors a group of around 1000 young people. I sat through the service and when it was over, I immediately noted to my mentor all the things that I was skeptical about, and all the things I disagreed with.
He said this to me, and it has stuck with me: They are successful because they are doing what God called them to do; they are pursuing a vision God put in their hearts.

We, within the body of Christ need to do the same.
There is no one right or best way to reach people, you need to do what God has called and created you to do. Pursue the vision he has put in your heart.

1/23/2007

milk alternatives...

YO!

So I recently came to the realization (without the need of my doctor) that I must be lactose intolerant. I won't go into the details about it, except to say that I have narrowed the dirty, rottenness of my bowels down to the drinking of MILK.

I stopped drinking milk, and mysteriously the nastiness and heartburn all stopped. Then one day, I caved and drank a full glass with Whey Protein in it (I LOVE milk and I had just worked out). ALL DAY I had NASTINESS coming forth from the depths of my innards and this has prompted me to explore milk alternatives.

So far I have tried soy milk and potato milk and they are EASILY among the SICKEST things I have ever come into contact with in my LIFE.

... There must be a better way.

Check out this article I found online where a bunch of dudes taste test different milk alternatives and tell us what they think. It's pretty funny and will definitely save me from trying some other stuff. I think I'll stick with lactose free milk even though it's so expensive.

ARTICLE:

I constructed a blind taste test, though in a fit of compassion I secretly forewarned the most severely lactose-intolerant among us that the fourth cup would be the real milk. We rated the products on a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being awful and 10 awe-inspiring, and averaged the scores. What follows is our udderly authoritative guide to milk substitutes, from worst to first:

Vitasoy: Oy. $3.29.
Average Score: 2.2

Only hippies on a great high could mistake this beige ungodliness for milk. Vitasoy "strikes like a cobra," said one panelist, "wait[ing] tasteless for a second before violently attacking the tongue." Among the more positive comments: "It looks, smells, and tastes terrible."

Dunkability:
"The taste actually breaks through the cookie. Don't do it."

Soy Dream: A nightmare. $3.29.
Average Score: 2.6

Soy Dream has the consistency of house paint, and it smells like "spackle," "cooking oil," and "vegetable stir fry." Testers compare its taste to "chalk" or "a root," but it's the drink's aftertaste—"like right before you vomit"—that earns particular enmity. Said one shell-shocked panelist: "Uh God. This is narsty."

Dunkability: "Completely overpowers the taste of the cookie."

Silk: Sick. $3.29.
Average Score: 3.6

Our highest-rated soy milk is as thick and yellowish as the rest, and, like the others, it definitely ain't milk—the adjectives coined to describe its taste included "vegetabley" and "rice cakeish." The most troubling comment: "I would feed this to a cat I didn't like." But Silk does receive (faint) praise from one panelist: "Drinkable, but does not taste like milk."

Dunkability: A split decision: "Actually makes the cookie worse." "Not bad with a cookie."

Rice Dream: Dream on. $3.29.
Average Score: 4.0

While this drink looks and smells like the real thing, it isn't. The consistency is superthin, ("white-colored water") and the taste is superpeculiar: "oaty, but not" and "plasticky" are among the attempts to describe its distinct—and distinctly nondairy—flavor.

Dunkability:
"It just makes the cookie wet."

Organic Valley Lactose-Free: Tasty heights. $3.69.
Average Score: 7.4

It may not have any lactose, but it's still definitely milk. As one grateful panelist put it: "This doesn't taste like a vegetable at all!" The color, smell, and aftertaste are all milktacular, and though one panelist found it "a little too close to butter," another noted a "sweetness that I like." (Lactose-free milk is made by adding lactase enzymes to regular cow milk, which breaks lactose, a complex sugar, into two more-easily digested simple sugars. As such, people often comment that lactose-free milk is sweeter than regular milk, though it contains no added sugar. Note: Lactose-free milks often contain casein and/or whey, so the truly allergic should steer clear; it is also as likely to come from growth-hormone-injected cows as standard milk)

Dunkability:
"Fits like a glove."

Milk: Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby. $2.19.
Average Rank: 7.8

Real milk—from a cow!—is greeted by the panel with relieved euphoria, though one panelist analogizes: "I can tell this is real milk, but after drinking soy and Lactaid for many years, it feels slightly off, like hooking up with your girlfriend's sister." Still, panelists rave: "This really hit the spot" and "Welcome home!"

Dunkability: "This is what dunking is about!"

Lactaid: Even better than the real thing. $1.99.
Average Rank: 8.4

Lactose-free Lactaid surprisingly outscored normal milk to take the crown. The color's "sort of green, looks a bit radioactive" but the taste is "thirst-quenching." Though panelists are divided on the sweetness—one found it "not too sweet," and another found it "a little too sweet"—its stratospheric score says it all. Two panelists put it simply and identically: "This one tastes the best." (It was the cheapest, too!)

Dunkability:
"A good dunk. Adheres nicely to the cookie."

Conclusion: The nonmilk products didn't taste like milk, and they didn't taste good. Soy milk looks like eggnog and unfortunately tastes like what it is—soy juice. Rice milk gets the color right, but the consistency is too watery and the flavor is just plain bizarre. The soys' dismal showing surprised me because I know from experience that soy milk mixes nicely with other flavors. I'm personally a fan of chocolate soy milk, and if you substitute soy for dairy in a Starbucks drink, you'll barely notice the difference. Yet taken straight, "milk-flavored" soys were awful—and they fared poorly on the cookie-dunking test.

As for our winner, lactose-free milk can taste a bit sweeter than the normal stuff. (The taste varies among brands.) Some people prefer its sweetness, and others don't, but in the end, the difference is marginal: This is milk, and you can tell. In the end, milk substitutes are no substitute at all. Our findings are definitely discouraging for those who are allergic to milk and for anyone thinking about hopping on the dairy-free bandwagon—but, as they say, that's how the cookie crumbles.


.... taken from http://www.slate.com/id/2090629/

1/07/2007

2:00 am...

Well, it's as you may have guessed by reading the large heading directly above this opening statement, the current time is 2:00 AM. I can't sleep. Last year, my life was littered with nights like this, but this year it has been a rare commodity (praise the Lord). They say you shouldn't lie in bed awake for more than half an hour; you're supposed to get up and do something, so I guess I'll blog.

Everytime I come back to Victoria, it gets harder to leave. My heart is here. I'm growing passionate about seeing young people, 12 to 27, move beyond mere religion and become disciples of Christ. I want to equip our youth to go out and speak life to their high schools. I want to see the lives of students in Belmont High School changed and I want to find them in church on a Friday night, hungry for God's Word not because Christians "hide in a subculture", but because they've tasted and seen God, and want more. I came to Bible College almost 3 years ago, looking for a vision; knowing I was called, but not knowing what I was called to. I've gone through some radical developments to get to where I am now, and I think I can say that I've caught a vision for something greater than me.

I want to be an amazing preacher someday. I want to be a better worship leader. I want to be a mentor. I want to go watch Victoria Grizzlies hockey games. I want to spend more time with each of my separated parents and my brother. I want to be a better brother. I want to play Catch Phrase with my friends - "mmhhmm". I want to stay in Victoria.

And at the same time, I don't want to miss out on my Bible College experience. I want to graduate with the people I've spent the bulk of my last 3 years with. Being moderately socially handicapped, it's taken me the entire said length of time to start being able to call those people my friends and mean it, and I don't want to cut that off now. I want people to remember me as a Man of God who spurred on his peers to love and good deeds; who influenced them for life and godliness - not as somebody who whined and complained and always saw the half-empty cup. I want to see my peers rise up from a state of frustrated cynicism and become people with vision (because where there is no vision, people perish).
... Therefore, I also want to be in Edmonton.

And I keep going back and forth on this, changing my mind every month or two.
What am I leaning towards right now? My Edmonton friends will be disappointed, my Victoria friends will rejoice. I'm leaning towards finishing my 3rd year in Edmonton, and then staying in Victoria, where my heart and vision is.
What's the persuading factor? -- FINANCES. Every year I sink further into debt from school. Debt doesn't scare me, but the cost of living has been rising and it costs me SO MUCH to live on my own AND go to school. I'm not afraid of debt, but I'd rather not battle it for the rest of my life. It's free to live at home in Victoria, and outside of regular school I can work more hours.

ANYWAYS... now you can tell why I can't fall asleep.

In addition, my goals for 3rd year, semester two, are:

1. PRAY WITHOUT CEASING - Increased prayer made me a different man last semester.
2. LET NO UNWHOLESOME TALK COME OUT OF MY MOUTH, only what is good for building others up
3. KILL PROCRASTINATION - procrastination, i have found, goes hand in hand with feeling tired and lazy. When you are kicking it up a notch and ACHIEVING your daily goals, you have more motivation and ENERGY and best of all, you get SO MUCH DONE.
4. Invest into people.


It is now 2:40 am.

If you are still reading this, you are wierd. And I appreciate it.
This has been a very unorthodox, and very personal blog for me. It was wierd.
SHALOM IN YOUR HOME!

Rob

12/24/2006

merry christmas!







merry christmas!



if you like to listen to rob and jodi (the amazing voice jodi) sing some christmas duets from last christmas, go check out my MYSPACE:

www.myspace.com/robbieband

12/13/2006

it's almost time...



11 more days and I will be back home in Victoria, LIVING IT UP, festively, with my homies at Christmas time.

(remind me never to use the word 'homies' again).

In the meantime, school is done, exams are basically done and I am BORED OUT OF MY MIND already. It's a good thing I have a PT job, but seriously, WHAT am I going to do for the next 11 days?

I WANT TO GO HOME!

12/06/2006

Faith and Rejection


Nothing hurts quite like being rejected (except maybe being disappointed, which is similar, as my friend Meaghan blogged recently). Especially when you didn't expect it; when you didn't necessarily see it coming. There is something about rejection and disappointment that can sit deep in your being and nibble away at your innards. You can go through the week and tell yourself it's no big deal and try to shrug it off - but the truth is that the rejection stays with you as a lump in your stomach until you find a way to work through it and get past. I was recently shut down by a friend, and I'm surprised by how much it bothers me. Rejection hurts.

This isn't a sympathy blog. Instead, I wonder if the woman that Jesus rejected (initially) in Mark 7:28 and Matthew 15:21-27 may have felt the same way. She comes to Jesus, falls to his feet and literally begs him to heal her little daughter. Instead of the warm reception we might expect, she instead feels the sting of rejection. Her persistence is considered annoying and the disciples shut her down. They even request that Jesus send her away.

Then Jesus does the unthinkable, he turns to her and says, "It's not right to take the children's bread and throw it to the dogs." Ouch. Is that in the Bible? Yes. Jesus was ultimately saying that his work was first for the Jews. However, I think he was more interested in giving the woman an opportunity to display great faith.

See, most of us, when we ask Jesus for something and don't get it right away, we stop trying. This woman was different, she was persistent. She replies:

"Even the dogs eat the crumbs that falls from the master's table"


Essentially, she's saying two things:

1. I am not giving up on this, I will persist.

and

2. Even if you don't help me now, I still believe in you. Even if I have to settle for crumbs instead of bread, I will still believe in you.


Despite the sting of rejection, she responds with incredible faith. So I say two things to those who read this. First, don't give up. Pray and never give up. Be persistent. Secondly, and more applicable to those feeling rejected:

Have faith. Believe hard even when life doesn't go the way you hoped. Believe hard even when you get rejected. God is faithful. He knows what he is doing. He can use even your rejection. Look back on your life and see how his hand worked through it all. Recall all the things that you wanted and asked for, but didn't get - then fast forward to the present and notice how it worked. He's been faithful all this time and he's not going to stop now.
Be persistent in prayer, in faith and in life.


and PS. Jesus rewarded the woman's persistence by healing her daughter.