Rabbi Zev of Zabritch lived to next to his small synagogue, so his wife thought of it as nothing more than an extension of their modest home (it was what we now call a shtibel). She was always angry at him and the entire world and as people with anger in their heart are want to, she often loudly berated and insulted him. She would do it even when he would preach or sit at a festive meal with his chassidim. She would something like: "If all these people really knew how stupid you are, they would leave you and go home, to do something productive, rather than listening to your nonsense".
Rabbi Zev would only smile and continue with his sermon.
His followers and students would become outraged for his honor, for they dearly loved and esteemed him. "Rabbi, they would say, we can't tolerate this balsphemy anymore. Divorce her and you can find a hundred women more fitting to you than she...".
Rebbe Zev shrugged his shoulders. "Thank you," he would say, "dear friends, but if I divorce her, who would give me my daily dose of medicine. Who would treat me for the disease of arrogance. I must keep her for the health of my soul"
From R. Lazer Brody's, The Trail to Tranquility, p. 119, link here http://www.lazerbrody.typepad.com/
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