The Amish Quilter Giveaway (You could win a quilt and books!)


Happy first day of May, Amish readers! Today is the official release day for The Amish Quilter, book 5 in the Women of Lancaster County series by Mindy Starns Clark & Leslie Gould. (Its available now through favorite booksellers, such as,, and, if you can’t wait to pick up a copy!)

We’re so excited to celebrate this much-anticipated release with you by giving away some awesome prizes!

Here are the giveaway details:

  • Grand prize: The grand-prize winner will receive a handmade quilt from Lancaster County and the Women of Lancaster County series (5 paperback books)!
  • Runner-up prizes: Three other winners will each receive a paperback copy of The Amish Quilter, a mug, and a kit for making their own mug mats!
  • How to enter: In order to make sure your name is entered in the drawing, you’ll need to use the Rafflecopter form below. Log in with your email address or Facebook account, then complete one or more of the tasks to submit entries!
  • Can I submit more than one entry? Yes! You’ll need to subscribe to Leslie’s or Mindy’s e-newsletters (or already be a subscriber) to get your first 3 entries. If you subscribe to both, you’ll see on the form that this will unlock additional ways to enter the drawing. The more tasks you complete, the more entries you’ll have in the giveaway.
  • Terms and disclaimer: Four winners (one grand-prize winner and three runner-ups) will be randomly chosen and announced on June 1, 2018. We apologize, but due to varying international giveaway regulations and shipping restrictions, this giveaway is open to US residents (age 18 or older) only. Void where prohibited. This promotion is in no way sponsored, endorsed, administered by, or associated with Rafflecopter or Facebook.

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Dutch Meat Loaf Recipe

Want to make lunch extra special this weekend with something homemade? Try this Dutch meat loaf recipe from Georgia Varozza’s 99 Favorite Amish Recipes! And if you want more lunch (or breakfast and dinner) ideas, you can get the full cookbook now from,,, or Happy cooking, Amish readers!

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Sunday Chicken Recipe

From a brand-new cookbook by Dawn Stoltzfus and Carol Falb comes a filling dinner idea! Try this Sunday chicken recipe, brought to you from the pages of From the Farmhouse Kitchen. You can order this cookbook full of seasonal meal and dessert ideas from,,, or!

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Q&A with Vannetta Chapman (Who the Bishop Knows)

Who the Bishop Knows (#AmishBishopMysteries) by Vannetta Chapman releases in a week! Discover more about this exciting Amish mystery series in this interview with the author…

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Q&A with Vannetta Chapman


1. AmishReader: What inspired the setting for the opening chapter of Who the Bishop Knows? Do you enjoy attending rodeos yourself?

Vannetta: We do have a lot of rodeos here in Texas, but actually the setting inspired me to incorporate the rodeo into this plot. Monte Vista is famous for its rodeo, and when I learned that the Amish teens sometimes participate, well…the story sort of wrote itself.

2. AmishReader: Which of the three mysteries in this series was the most difficult to write? Which one was the easiest?

Vannetta: All three books have felt like seeing a string on a sweater and pulling on it…watching it unravel. Once I had my main character…once I “knew” Henry, the stories flowed quite naturally.

3. AmishReader: Which character in the series has become most dear to you? Which one do you think most resembles you?

Vannetta: Well, I would say that Henry is the most dear—he reminds me of every grandfatherly figure in my life—including my own grandfather. Henry has his problems and shortcomings like any other person, but his endearing quality is how much he cares for the people under his care. I suppose I’m most like Emma, though I see reflections of myself in Katie Ann as well.

4. AmishReader: What do you find most challenging about writing Amish mysteries?

Vannetta: I think there is an important line between respecting their culture and imagining what that life must be like. As Englischers, we can’t really know…we haven’t lived it, but visiting and speaking with the Amish certainly helps. What Amish readers have told me they enjoy about my stories (even my mysteries), is that I don’t put them on a pedestal.

5. AmishReader: What is one of your favorite scenes in Who the Bishop Knows?

Vannetta: I absolutely loved writing the end, when Henry and Emma are preparing to confront the killer. Without giving anything away, I had my Bible open to 1 Samuel 17:38-40 as I wrote the scene, and it was a delight to incorporate that age-old passage into Henry’s story.

6. AmishReader: What can readers take away from Bishop Henry Lapp’s story regarding their own God-given gifts?

Vannetta: I think we can learn not to be ashamed of the gifts that God has given us and to trust that He has made us the way we are for a purpose, that always His plan for us is a good plan and that His love for us knows no bounds.

AmishReader: Thank you so much for sharing with us, Vannetta!

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About Who the Bishop Knows


What You Don’t See Might Hurt You

Every year, residents of the small Amish community in Monte Vista, Colorado, look forward to the Ski Hi Stampede, the state’s oldest professional rodeo. The rodeo is always good, clean entertainment for the hardworking farmers of the San Luis Valley. But this year, the Stampede turns deadly for one Amish man. Did rodeo fans see an unfortunate accident? Or something more sinister?

Amish bishop Henry Lapp is known far and wide for his uncanny ability to draw and remember the smallest details of anything he’s seen, skills that have served him well in past investigations. He was at the rodeo that day. The problem? He didn’t see Jeremiah Schwartz’s death.

With a murderer on the loose and members of his community being threatened, Henry must act fast. But can he solve a crime he didn’t see? This time around, Henry will have to rely on his keen sense of human character and observation, skills he’s honed in his role as bishop, if he hopes to crack the case.

Who the Bishop Knows is a story of accepting our talents, putting one another first, and trusting that God will care for His children.

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Vannetta Chapman writes inspirational fiction full of grace, including romantic suspense and Amish romance novels. Chapman was a teacher for 15 years and currently writes full-time. She lives in the Texas Hill Country with her husband, pets, and a herd of deer.

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Homemade Butterscotch Pudding Recipe

Here’s a sweet little winter dessert from the pages of a soon-to-be-released cookbook! Give this homemade butterscotch pudding recipe a try for a weekend treat or a Valentine’s Day surprise.

The recipe is from Carol Falb, coauthor of From the Farmhouse Kitchen. You can pre-order this cookbook full of seasonal meal and dessert ideas from,,, or!

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Simple Winter Dinner Idea: Creamy Broccoli and Carrot Soup

Looking for some winter dinner ideas? Try this creamy broccoli and carrot soup for something simple, warm, and comforting tonight!

The recipe comes from 99 Favorite Amish Soups & Stews by Georgia Varozza. Get 98 more recipes in the full cookbook, which you can order today through,,, or Enjoy!

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Spread Some Cheer with Peppermint Sugar Cookies

Bake some cookies to share this winter season! These peppermint sugar cookies would make a sweet and festive gift—or a delightful addition to the family table.

The recipe comes from The Amish Baking Cookbook by Georgia Varozza and Kathleen Kerr. You can order a copy through,,, or Happy baking, and a very merry Christmas and happy New Year to all our Amish reader friends!

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Book Preview: What the Bishop Saw

what-the-bishop-sawIn this excerpt from What the Bishop Saw by Vannetta Chapman, Bishop Henry Lapp struggles with the thought that he must use his special gift to provide a clue to the mystery hanging over his community. Enjoy the preview!


Henry went to his rocker and picked up the family Bible. It had belonged to his father, and his father’s father. The text was in German, which was as familiar and natural to him as any Englisch text. He thumbed through the worn pages, stopping now and then to read a passage that caught his eye.

He found the verses on talents and gifts Emma had referred to.

Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given… Servants of Christ… entrusted with the mysteries God has revealed.

They were verses he’d read and shared with others, many times, but they did nothing to ease the trouble in his heart. There was something else he needed to read, something an unconscious part of his mind, or his soul, was yearning for. He found it in the first chapter of Philippians, verse six:

Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

Did he believe it? Was this promise meant even for him, at the ripe old age of sixty-four?

It had all begun so long ago, when he was a young lad of twelve. Staring out the window at the light fading across the valley, Henry could still hear the crack of the bat. He’d never actually felt the impact as the ball slammed into his head, but he had heard the gasp from those watching the game. They’d known before he did. In fact, it was weeks later, when he finally woke up in an Englisch hospital, that his parents told him about the blow to his head and what doctors were calling a traumatic brain injury.

Henry read the passage again. The words weren’t a suggestion, but rather a commandment. A description of a fact. Being confident of this. There was no room for doubt or questioning. And who gave such confidence? Who gave all things? Their heavenly Father.

He bowed his head and prayed that his heart would reflect a confidence in the provision and purpose of Christ. He petitioned God to use what had begun so long ago, to use this gift, for His glory. He pleaded with God to complete the good work He had begun. He allowed the Holy Spirit to minister to his heart and his mind and his soul.

Opening his eyes, Henry was surprised to see that the sun had fled and darkness had settled across the land. He stood and turned on the lantern in the sitting room as well as the one in the kitchen. Walking to his desk, he pulled out two pencils and several sheets of the oversized paper he used when he plotted out his large garden.

It might be that he’d need a few attempts to get it right.


Excerpted from What the Bishop Saw by Vannetta Chapman

Discover the bishop’s gift and solve the mystery in What the Bishop Saw

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Carrot Cake Recipe (From What the Bishop Saw)

what-the-bishop-sawIn addition to a solved mystery, the end of What the Bishop Saw includes a handful of tasty recipes! Earlier this week we asked our Facebook fans to vote for a recipe from the book they’d like to try:

  1. Apple Cinnamon French Toast
  2. Green Bean Casserole
  3. Carrot Cake

And the winner is…Carrot Cake!

You’ll find the carrot cake recipe below. And if you’d like to try more recipes…and indulge in a cozy mystery…be sure to check out What the Bishop Saw!

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Vannetta Chapman is the author of several novels, including the Pebble Creek Amish series and Anna’s Healing. She discovered her love for the Amish while researching her grandfather’s birthplace in Albion, Pennsylvania. Vannetta is a Carol Award winner and a multi-award-winning member of Romance Writers of America. She was a teacher for 15 years and currently resides in the Texas Hill Country.

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Book Preview: The Amish Widower by Virginia Smith

In this excerpt from The Amish Widower by Virginia Smith, widower Seth Hostetler tries his hand at carving his newly formed clay canister. But his teacher and the Englisch woman who helps run the shop have very different thoughts on the final product…

Enjoy the preview!


Something about this canister seemed wrong. I sat back, fingering my beard, and tried to pinpoint the cause. Not wrong, exactly. Unfinished? Yes, that was it. Somehow the perfect symmetry and precision of the shape did not fit this canister. It was too…well, too plain.

Though Elias nearly always added a simple carving to decorate his pieces, I had not yet attempted the technique. I opened my mouth to ask for advice, but my teacher had slipped out of the room while I worked. I heard his low voice, muffled through the curtain, and Leah’s quiet response.

I took up Elias’s carving tool and tested the sharp end with my thumb, all the while studying the smooth surface of my canister. Though I’d watched him many times, I’d never handled the knifelike tool myself. With my breath caught in my chest, I lowered the metal edge until it barely rested against the clay. What design to carve?

A pattern appeared in my mind, and with it pain stabbed at my heart as though I’d turned the tool on myself. The pattern was from the quilt my Hannah had made for our marriage bed.

I closed my eyes and let pain wash over me while the design burned the insides of my eyelids. When I could see nothing else, I opened my eyes and pressed the sharp tool into the clay.

Time slipped by unnoticed. The canister became my focus, duplicating Hannah’s pattern in every detail. Finally, I carved the last piece of clay away, smoothed the final rough edge, and set down the tool. I straightened, pressing a fist against an ache in the small of my back. My vision, focused so long on the close work in front of me, blurred when I lifted my head and glanced around the workshop. What was the time?

I called toward the curtain. “Elias?”

He and Leah appeared.

“You’re finished, ya?” The old man’s smile melted from his face when his gaze lowered to my work. “Seth, what have you done to the canister?”

I looked at the piece on my wheel. The pattern was precisely what I’d hoped to achieve. If this piece were placed beside Hannah’s quilt, no one could doubt that the designs were identical. But instead of etching the decoration on the outside of the clay, I had cut all the way through. Ornamental, perfectly shaped holes covered all sides of the piece that could no longer be called a canister.

“I—” Words deserted me. The piece looked exactly like I wanted, but it was useless.

My perfect canister, ruined.

“Nothing can be stored in that.” Elias waggled his fingers in the pot’s direction. “It will pour out the sides.”

A knot formed deep in my throat, threatening to block the breath from my lungs. Why had I spoiled my work? My palms itched to snatch it up and dash it to the floor, the urge strong to see it lying in broken shards at my feet.

Leah stepped away from Elias, her gaze fixed on my pot. “Maybe that’s the point.”

“What do you mean?” Elias asked. “What point?”

She reached out, her hands halting inches from the piece while she turned an unspoken request for permission my way. When I nodded, she picked up the ruined canister and turned it slowly around, examining it from all angles.

“The design is beautiful. So intricate and delicate.”

Just like the quilt that had covered my wife and me as we learned to love one another. The lump in my throat expanded, and I struggled to breathe past it.

“If you put a candle inside, light would spill out all around.” Leah turned sparkling blue eyes to me. “Imagine how beautiful that would look in a dark room.”

Whether because of her enthusiasm or the reverent hush in her tone, my breath eased. The image she described showed clearly in my mind’s eye. My Hannah’s pattern, projected all around a room, casting a beautiful light to illuminate the darkness.

Elias cocked his head and studied the piece critically. “Who would want to buy such a thing?”

“I would.” Leah pulled the canister to her chest, though gently. “In fact, I will.” Her gaze slid to me. “If you will allow me to?”


Excerpted from The Amish Widower by Virginia Smith