Another update/praise report:
I don't know how many months it has been since we had a little bump. It has been many, though. Yesterday, we had one.
I mentioned casually that our new bathroom counter must not have the protective coating on it from the factory, since water seems to soak into it somewhat -- unlike our new kitchen counter. My thought was that I need to get to the city as soon as possible and buy some of this coating. However, this subject, I suppose, reminded Zed of a pet peeve he has had, that I wash my hands "too much". He began to tell me I don't need to wash my hands at the kitchen sink, etc. etc. He was being overbearing about it! This sort of thing has not happened for a long time and it unnerved me.
Positive point no. 1
I immediately told him he was being unkind. I said I was not running to the laundry room every time I needed to wash my hands.
This is VERY unlike my old self. I used to keep quiet because it seemed he wouldn't listen and would only give me more verbal abuse. Then, I would feel totally overcome and overpowered by his contempt. I used to feel stuck in this house with a "lover" who despised me.
Later, when Zed was going to go up to bed, I said, at least he had to give me a good hug. This was almost funny. He hugged me warmly (unlike the past, when he would go limp on purpose to show what an imposition it was to have to hug me) while still telling me how wrong I was about this water/hand washing thing. I told him again that he was being unkind. Those were my last words to him before he went to sleep.
I reminded myself that Zed has made some good changes and I may not have to take this any further. It still affected me, though. I prayed that God would speak to him and tell him whatever he needed to hear. I didn't sleep well at all. I got up in the middle of the night and wrote a brief note that I wasn't going to church in the morning since I had only had 2 hours sleep. It was not a love note. I didn't leave any X's or O's or sign my name. I did not ask him to apologize or mention the "trouble."
By the time I woke up again hours later, I was feeling pretty worried that that this matter might not be over and might have to get worse before it got better -- as in so many times in the past.
Positive point no. 2
Zed was outside when I finally got up. I glanced at my note on the table and saw he had replied. It was an apology and a naming of the fact that he had been harsh!
That's all I needed! He had apologized and knew what he was apologizing for. I let him know how pleased I was. And life has gone merrily on from there!
I thank God once again for leading me to this ministry and also for His direct Help at times!