Bullet proof sheets
… “I’m going to kill you” he said as he stumbled over a pair of shoes on the floor. I had gone to bed early that night, crying myself to sleep realizing that once again he wasn’t coming home again after work. The night-life called him often. The alcohol drew on his affections all to frequently.
I spent many nights alone wondering with whom he was out with now and if he would come home drunk, if he did come home at all would he be a happy mushy romantic drunk, Or would he be violently angry? So often his drinking would expose the insecurities, fears, and anger deep inside him. My husband had just come home from serving in Vietnam right before we were married. Often times when he would drink he would see himself back in Vietnam.
There was so much anger inside this man that had only two years earlier seemed to be the most fun man I had ever met. I was devastated. I knew there had to be a change in our relationship if we were to make it. I needed a faithful husband whom I could count on, going to work and coming home to me.
So many nights after I had cleaned the house all-day and fixed his favorite meal anxiously awaiting his arrival I would eat alone and go on to bed confused lonely and not knowing what to do. The pain was deep the questions were many and the fears were ever before me, but tonight was different. When I realized this was another night like so many before. I had prayed before I went to bed. I felt safe.
Some how God reassured this frightened young woman that he was right there with me in my lonely apartment and that he was at work in my life. I relaxed, went to bed and slept…. Until I heard the door slam and the bedroom light came on. I knew then that my husband was extremely drunk.
From the things he was saying I could tell he had so much anger and jealousy that when he said he was going to kill me he meant it. He grabbed his gun. Pointing it at my head he pulled the trigger. Terrorized I instinctively pulled the sheet up over my head, as if some how it would protect me from the deathblow of the bullets…
Soon to be published you will be able to read the rest of Chapter one. Until then please feel free to read the full Chapter C is for Covenant I hope this encourages anyone that has been diagnosed with the C word. There is always hope in Christ.