I remember a few years after Brett and I were married the first time, I was sitting at a friend’s wedding, watching her and her new hubby interact.  They both loved Jesus. Their wedding had been focused on a covenant they had entered with God at the center.  She wasn’t pregnant during her wedding like I had been.  It appeared that they were going to have the marriage I wanted and now so desperately prayed for.  I sat in the pew trying to be happy for them and yet, my marriage was a mess.  I had been praying that God would do a miracle in our marriage, but Brett was…