I’m not one of those people who pushes my beliefs or religion on other people. In all honesty, I rarely even talk about my religion. Emily Post says not to, so I try to keep things to myself. It’s rare that I even talk about politics because of that as well. However, for this post, I’m going to talk a little about how infertility brought me and my husband back to church. We were spiritual people, but we hadn’t made many efforts to find a church home since we were married. My husband hadn’t gone to church in quite a while. I had never really had a church home growing up. I went with friends often, but I didn’t have a home church. In the midst of all of the pain we were going through, we decided to try a church because it reminded me of the one, I visited the most at home. Also, it was beautiful, and I wanted to go inside. I felt a pull to that church because I was judging that book by it’s cover, which by the way, I often do, and it hasn’t really let me down just yet. Luckily for ...