By Rebecca Maglischo
Photos Courtesy Amanda Morgan
Family photos by Jerry Eang

I remember distinctly the day I walked out of church and knew I would never go back. I was hurting, and I felt abandoned by the people around me, even judged. I had lost my job in the crash of 2008. My husband had also lost his job. The brutal blow of a miscarriage, expensive medical procedures, and a tragic biking accident followed. Our finances were stretched beyond what we could manage, and our ability to hold life together crumbled. We divorced. It was a huge year of loss that was punctuated by the loss of our church community. I would not even consider stepping through the doors of a church again. Fourteen years later, I met Brian Morgan and found myself falling back in love with the God who had loved me all along.

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