This is my friend Rob Rogers. Rob and I met in the summer of 1992. We were part of a team of students that went to Thailand for just shy of a month to play music at schools and churches as part of Carpenter's Tools International. Rob and I and another guy Chauncey got put in a house for a week while in training in Minnessota. Basically this family gave us an entire house for a week.....it was AWESOME. Rob and I then went on to room together throughout tour. We've kept in touch over the years. I would easily say that Rob is one my best friends in the entire world. He holds me accountable. He laughs with and at me. He encourages me and speaks truth into my life. He makes me want to work harder at being a good dad, husband and pursuer of Jesus. I'd like to believe I do the same for him too.So two things about Rob.
1. I use to call him "Rob my friend from Colorado". Except that VERY recently he took a youth ministry job in Minnesota. He and his family are in a serious transition state of packing, moving, selling house, etc. They could seriously use your prayers if you have an extra minute with God.
2. Rob related this story to me and it was too good not to pass along to you. I told him I would do so, so it's not like I'm telling this behind his back.
Warning: The following is about vomit.....if that's a problem don't read this really funny story.
So I was telling Rob about how Tobiah gets sick so often. Tobiah will get really congested and then because his gag reflex is so sensitive that he'll throw up just from the trickle down the back of his throat. It's kind of frustrating because a common cold makes him vomit like crazy. Marjorie told me before we had kids that she couldn't handle vomit so I was always going to be in charge of that....but because he does it so frequently we've both just learned to deal with it.
So Rob then tells me that one of his boys recently got really sick too. Just a nasty sickness. So he says that in the middle of the night his son vomits on the carpet. Rob, being super dad and half asleep, cleans the mess up in the only way that he possibly could. He gets out a box cutter and just cuts the piece of carpet right out and throws it away! How awesome is that!!!!
To be fair...he was already thinking of replacing the carpet, but this sealed the deal. My understanding is that after caring for his son he went right back to bed. I applaud you super dad!
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