Open hearts, Augustine’s antisemitism, and more reader feedback
Open hearts
I read Peter Marty’s column about Eden Murphy, a teenager born with hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, with an ache in my own heart (“A heart broken open,” June). Wow. I was immediately in prayer for Eden’s recovery, with thanksgiving that I myself am alive. Last August, I had three heart attacks and almost died each time. During my five-week hospital stay, I had pneumonia, quadruple heart surgery, a pacemaker defibrillator installed, and 15 days of COVID. Even with the love of my wife, family, and friends and the care of doctors and countless nurses, there were lonely nights of despair and depression. I felt the pang in my heart—would I survive?
