Krista Mournet

Thanks to encouragement from some of my loyal readers, I’ve decided to let my blog meander as my life does; I will at times write about my experiences with ARVD, at times I’ll focus on my research, at times perhaps family and faith. As things strike me, I’ll share them here. We’ll try that for a while and see how it goes.

One of the more disconcerting aspects of living with my new diagnosis is that it has caused me to listen to music differently. I never realized how many song lyrics talk about hearts: broken hearts, heavy hearts, happy hearts, etc. Today I heard the song “This is How a Heart Breaks” by Rob Thomas. I know that this is a metaphorical phrase. But my heart literally is broken. So for me those words take on a new significance.

This is also true for worship songs. A fairly recent favorite of mine is “I Will Rise” by Chris Tomlin. You know how it starts?

There’s a peace I’ve come to know

Though my heart and flesh may fail

There’s an anchor for my soul

I can say ‘It is Well’

A few months after I was diagnosed with ARVD, it turned out that I was singing this on a Sunday morning with our worship team. And I had to consider; did I still believe this? Was I at peace, even though my heart had failed me; though my flesh was weaker than I had realized? Could I really sing these words honestly now? Is it well with my soul, really?

I sang it, and I meant it; but not because I am perpetually at peace or even because I feel like “It is Well.” I can’t always say that. But I trust that the grave has been overcome, and that, ultimately, life will win over death somehow. So I guess I’ll keep on singing those songs, broken heart and all.