The Final Day

This is kind of a weird day.

It's my last at Mercyhurst and my last night in Erie. I'm sitting in the office at this point doing basically nothing. I've worked ahead on media guides for them. I've already cleaned out my desk and wrote notes for the assistant taking over for me (that person isn't hired yet). There is so much that needs to be done at Millersville but it's going to be exciting to have a hand in the transformation. Moving is never fun either. Packing up, driving six hours, unpacking, paying a load of money for the new place.

I was just reading last night in the Book of Joshua, "Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go.”

Mountville/Millersville will be my third move in three years and that verse has been right on the money so far. Whether I live in Northwest PA, Southeast Ohio, Northwest W.Va., or Central PA, God has been with me. I can take comfort in knowing that the same God that piloted the Israelites into the promised land will have no problem with anything that Millersville can throw at me.

My plan is to pack up everything but my TV tonight. There is no chance I would miss game one of the NBA Finals, especially since my Celtics are playing in it for the first time since I was four years old. Some fans don't know what it's like to suffer. I do. This is the first time one of my teams has played for all the marbles (baseball, football or basketball) since the Reds won the World Series in 1990. I hardly remember those good times of the Bengals in the Super Bowl and the Celtics in the finals, so I'm trying to take it all in and enjoy it right now. Who knows when it will happen again?