I would not listen

"I was a very angry man. The problem was that I didn’t know I was an angry man. My wife, Luella, knew that I was angry. My kids knew I was angry. But I didn’t know. Luella was very faithful in bringing that anger before me with its resultant failures to love my family. She did it often and with much grace. But I would not listen. Again and again, I would wrap myself in robes of righteousness and tell her what a great husband I was. I said I would pray for her problem with discontentment. (That helped her!) I was a man in the midst of destroying my marriage, family, and ministry, and I didn’t know it."