“No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon (Matt 6:24).”
The Mormon Third Eye, for the first time in over 390 weekly posts, for the first time in the history of the world, is NOT dispensing wisdom; it is seeking.... HELP! I'm hoping that MTE fans who have benefited from my tactical and strategic insight and advice over the past seven years can find it in their heart to return the favor and bless me with some desperately needed direction.
Here is my dilemma. I have two masters, two loves, yet I can only serve one. Which one?
Even superficial MTE readers know that my third love, close behind the Gospel of Jesus Christ and my wife, is God's university- Brigham Young University- BYU. My allegiance to this institution of higher learning is legion. My blood runs blue, and if something can have a Y logo on it, I have it. Over 50 of MTE posts deal with some aspect of BYU in some way, more than any other topic. In summary, it may be slightly melodramatic but completely accurate to say that “I am BYU; BYU is me.”
Hence, I wholly expected that when my dream of working on a college campus came true, it would come true in Provo. However, now I find that life has gifted me the privilege of being vocationally engaged on Centennial Campus at North Carolina State University (NCSU) in Raleigh. While it's no BYU, it truly is a privilege to work here. Like BYU, they play basketball and football to win, and the Hunt Library, across the street from my office, has been certified as one of the eight wonders of the modern world. I felt the spirit just as strong in the NCSU Institute building last week as I did in my religion classes in the Kimball Tower 30 years ago. I am proud to be associated with NCSU- and therein lies my problem. My heart is torn and the resulting emotional dissonance is nearly unbearable. Can I share my BYU pride with NCSU? Should I? Can I run with Cougars AND the Wolfpack?
I seek your advice and counsel on this deeply troubling topic. What makes it even more challenging is that my work day is surrounded by the bright red banners of NCSU, the same colors borne by BYU's eternal nemesis to the north, the university occupying real estate in greater Salt Lake City, the “university that shall not be named.”