STOP. HANDLING. ME.

You are probably wondering what that title means- well, let me explain.

I was watching an episode of Boston Legal a couple of weeks ago and there was this lawyer on there and she was getting talked into doing something that she didn’t’ want to do. Well, she just stops her boss and says, “Boss, you are handling me.” Which was the very thing that he wanted her to do- to someone else. “Handle” the situation. Handling really means manipulation, just a really good way of manipulation. It takes someone that normally doesn’t want to do something and then finds a way to make them do it, and like that they are doing it.

A good example of being handled is when I was helping Blake Lemons move the Sanger newspaper that his father owned. He would say, “Man, Eddie, your so strong, do you think you can just lift this one on to the truck by yourself?” and I was like, “Yeah, no problem.” After I had loaded the truck halfway, I caught on to his little game, I was only 14 at the time, but I was already over 6 foot and 200+ pounds.

Now I am 28, and I get handled every now and then because I like my ego to be stroked, it’s like alcohol, or sex, when it’s thrown in your face you are blinded by it. Mix flattery, with Alcohol and sex and that is a deadly combination and a whole nother story.

Speaking of different stories, I went to Little Rock over the weekend and I saw DW!! I love DW and Allison- It was really good to see them.

Also, something that I realized- I really, really, really miss being around good quality Christian people. Even at this conference I made some quick friends that were just really neat people. I have some Christian friends here in Plano, but they are not quite as “Christian” as I would like them to be, and trust me, my definition of Christian is pretty broad.

I also enjoyed spending a lot of time with Tom Nelson this trip. He is really funny, and he always has these great stories to tell. I like the stories, but what I like most of all is that he reminds me of my dad in some ways, he is a good man, with good moral fiber, and a big heart, and the desire to share Christ and to teach others about God. I miss that. I feel like I live two lives, the Monday through Friday Eddie, and then the weekend Eddie. I will eventually have to merge the two- and it appears that the Monday through Friday Eddie will win, but not without a few changes.

And to all my readers- I love you very much.