I don't want this blog to just be about my illness. God has blessed me with a second chance, and while the story of my medical struggle is important, I don't want it to completely define me.
A few years back, a seller on E-bay was surprised to learn that, being a pastor, I used the nickname "nativeDevil". Well, it's not too complicated.
I was born and raised in a little county in Virginia called Mathews. It is surrounded on three sides by water, and you don't pass through it and keep going, unless your vehicle is equipped for the water. The town has NO red-lights (except at the bridge to Gwynn's Island. I would really suggest you NOT run that one!!) It is a tight-knit community, and even today, most people there know, or at least know of, just about everybody in it.
One of the great prides of Mathews is it's excellent school system. When I got to college and had to compete against students from far bigger areas and bigger schools, I was relieved to find that I had been very well prepared. The names McDaniel, Trusch, and Deputy (him and her) stand out. Our sports teams were the Mathews Blue DEVILS. And boy do we love our sports, even if they have bad seasons. I was the only one of my family actually born in Mathews (well, we were living in Mathews; I was technically born at the old Dixie Hospital (now Hampton General) about an hour away). So, needing a code name for the internet, and something that nobody else had already chosen, I went with NativeDevil (also, since I went to Duke, the devil thing just seemed natural, too) So, no Satanic connections, just a good ole boy giving a nod to his hometown.
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Happy St. Patrick's Day!