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Her relationship with former fiancé Paul Waddell in tatters, Hannah Lapp has fled her home in hopes of finding refuge with another Amish outcast, her shunned Aunt Zabeth in Ohio. Hampered by limited education and hiding her true identity, Hannah struggles to understand the confusing world of the Englischers and embrace unfamiliar freedoms, but a deepening friendship with the handsome Martin Palmer renews her courage to face the future.
Meanwhile, Hannah’s absence and the ...
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Her relationship with former fiancé Paul Waddell in tatters, Hannah Lapp has fled her home in hopes of finding refuge with another Amish outcast, her shunned Aunt Zabeth in Ohio. Hampered by limited education and hiding her true identity, Hannah struggles to understand the confusing world of the Englischers and embrace unfamiliar freedoms, but a deepening friendship with the handsome Martin Palmer renews her courage to face the future.
Meanwhile, Hannah’s absence and the distressing events that led to her disappearance create turmoil among her loved ones in Owl’s Perch, Pennsylvania. Her father stubbornly refuses to search for her or to acknowledge increasing signs of instability in daughter Sarah, who suffers secret guilt over her sister’s ruined reputation. Fiancé Paul Waddell is wracked with regret over his betrayal of Hannah’s trust and is concerned with her whereabouts. He befriends Hannah’s remaining allies–brother Luke, best friend Mary, and loyal Matthew Esh–trying to convince them to help search for his love.
Rich with authentic details of Amish community and powerful in its theme of hope beyond measure, When the Morning Comes succeeds as a compelling follow-up to Cindy Woodsmall’s best-selling debut novel, When the Heart the Cries.\
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Editorial Reviews

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“Cindy Woodsmall writes real—real people, real conflicts, real emotions. When you open her book, you enter her world and live the story with the characters. When the Morning Comes is a journey of discovering faith, of overcoming trauma, of learning to depend on God’s sustaining strength.  I eagerly await installment three of the Sisters of the Quilt Series!”
–Kim Vogel Sawyer, author of Where Willows Grow and Waiting for Summer’s Return

“Harness-making and prayer Kapps meet cell phones and photography in this latest Cindy Woodsmall novel blending the old world with the new.  Through Amish and Mennonite characters in tension with their contemporary world, Cindy weaves the fabric of all faith communities hoping to be relevant to the world around them — and each other — while not losing the strengths of their forefathers and foremothers. When Morning Comes is a fine rendering of struggle and joy that resonates long after the last words are read.” 
–Jane Kirkpatrick, award-winning author of the Change and Cherish Series

Praise for the Sisters of the Quilt Series

“Woodsmall’s fantastic second book in the Sisters of the Quilt series continues the story of Hannah Lapp. Keep the tissues nearby — Hannah’s tale will tug hard at the heartstrings. Readers will find themselves cheering Hannah on through her ordeals and hating to put the book down.”
–Romatic Times

“Cindy Woodsmall writes real—real people, real conflicts, real emotions. When you open her book, you enter her world and live the story with the characters.”
–Kim Vogel Sawyer, author of Where Willows Grow and Waiting for Summer’s Return

“Reaching deep into the heart of the reader, Cindy Woodsmall pens a beautifully lyrical story in her debut novel When the Heart Cries.”
–Tamera Alexander, bestselling author of Rekindled

“What a vibrant, strong, emotional story! When the Heart Cries will grip you and not let go, I promise. Highly recommended!”
–Gayle Roper, author of Allah’s Fire and the Seaside Seasons series

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781400072934
  • Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 9/4/2007
  • Series: Sisters of the Quilt Series , #2
  • Pages: 322
  • Sales rank: 669,389
  • Product dimensions: 5.13 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.87 (d)

Meet the Author

Cindy Woodsmall

Cindy Woodsmall is an author, wife, and mother of three sons. Her first novel released in 2006 to much acclaim, including a Reviewer’s Choice Award from the Road to Romance website, and became a CBA bestseller. Her real-life connections with Amish Mennonite and Old Order Amish families enrich her novels with authenticity. Cindy lives in Georgia with her husband and the youngest of their three sons.

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Chapter 1

Hannah gripped the railing as the train squealed and moaned, coming to a halt. Her body ached from the absence of the life she’d carried inside her only days ago. When the conductor opened the door to the outside, a cold blast of night air stole her breath. He stepped off the train with her bag in hand and turned to help her onto the platform.

“It’s bad out here tonight.” The man glanced across the empty parking lot, then passed her the traveling bag. It weighed little in spite of carrying all she owned–all she’d begin this new life with. “You got somebody meeting you, young lady?”

Wishing she had a decent answer to that question, Hannah studied her surroundings. The old depot was dark and deserted. Not one sign of life anywhere, except on the train that was about to depart. She glanced the length of the train in both directions. There wasn’t another soul getting off.

The conductor’s face wrinkled with concern. “The building stays locked 24/7. It’s no longer an operating depot, but we drop people off here anyway. When somebody lands in Alliance, they better have made plans.”

A few hundred feet to her right stood a small blue sign with a white outline of a phone on it. “I’ve got plans,” she whispered, hoping he wouldn’t ask any other questions.

He nodded, grabbed the two-way radio off his hip, and said something into it. Of course he wouldn’t ask anything else. He had a job to do–a train to catch.
As he stepped back onto the train, it slowly pulled away, its whistle sounding long and loud. For hours as she’d traveled from Owl’s Perch, Pennsylvania, heading for Alliance, Ohio, the train whistle had stirred a sense of hope and well-being within her. But as her haven of shelter and food disappeared around a bend, a deep feeling of aloneness shrouded her.

She turned toward the sign with the emblem of the phone on it. Unsure whether she had enough information to get her aunt’s phone number by calling 411, she began to realize how foolhardy she’d been not to make calls during the layover at Union Station in Pittsburgh. She’d been so afraid she would miss her next train that she had stayed on a seat, waiting.

Wrapping her woolen shawl even tighter around her, she made her way to the phone. But once she stood in front of the sign, she saw there wasn’t a phone after all. She walked around the pole, searching. She spanned out a bit farther, circling the empty lot. The sign was wrong.

God, what have I done?

She’d freeze before morning. Walking around the building again, Hannah searched for a nook to shelter her from the wind. Finding nothing, she crossed the graveled parking lot to the edge of the paved road. To her left was a hill with a sharp curve and no hint of what lay beyond it. To her right, down about half a mile, groups of lights shone from high atop poles.

Shivering, she set out for the lights, hoping they would lead her to shelter of some sort. Each step made her abdomen contract in pain. In her great efforts to keep Paul, she’d lost everything. Everything.

The word went round and round in her head, draining her will. In the distance to her left, she could make out the backsides of a few homes that looked dilapidated even under the cover of night. It appeared that Alliance, or at least this part of it, was every bit as poor as she was. She approached the lighted area. Sidewalks and old-fashioned stores lined each side of the street. Most of the shops had glass fronts, and each was dark inside except for some sort of night-light. Desperate for warmth and too weary to worry about laws, she wondered if one of the doors might be unlocked. The door to each store sat back a good six to eight feet between two walls of storefront glass, like a deep hallway. The moment she stepped into one of the passageways, the harsh wind couldn’t reach her. She knocked on the door before trying the knob. The place was locked.

She walked to the next store and tried again. It, too, was locked. Moving from doorway to doorway, she grew uncomfortably sleepy. Too tired to try anything else, Hannah leaned back against the cold plateglass window of the dime store and slid to a sitting position. She pulled out the two dresses she’d packed in her traveling bag and put one dress over her and scooted the other one under her, trying to get some distance between herself and the icy concrete. She removed her prayer Kapp, loosened her hair from its bun for added warmth, and tied her Kapp back on tight.

Sleep came in sporadic measures as her body fought to stay warm. Every time she nodded off, thoughts of the life she’d left behind startled her. Her family’s gray stone farmhouse, set amid rolling acreage. The Amish heritage that had once meant roots and love. Memories of her mother teaching her how to sew, cook, and tend to infants. Mary, her dearest friend, standing by her even when it meant she’d lose her fiancé, Luke, Hannah’s own brother.

Images of Paul filled her mind, making the thoughts of her family vanish. She chided herself for longing for him. But her inner chastisement did nothing to stop the memories of him from pelting her. She could hear his laughter as they played board games, see the strength that radiated from his hands and arms as they worked the garden side by side, and feel his joy on the day she accepted his proposal.

Stop.

Her body shook harder as cold from the concrete seeped through her clothes, and she wondered if she’d wake in the morning or freeze to death during the night.

From somewhere on the sidewalk came the sound of footsteps. Prying her eyes open, she glimpsed through the dark shadows of night and drowsiness to see the silhouette of a man at the end of the long, glass entryway. Her heart pounded, but waking to full consciousness seemed impossible. Maybe he wouldn’t see her.

The next time she forced her eyes open, the broad shoulders and lanky body of a man were directly in front of her. Still unable to get fully awake, she couldn’t see any more than his profile.
With no energy or place to run, Hannah waited–like an animal caught in a trap.

He removed something from around him and placed it over her. The miserable chills eased, and she could no longer control her eyelids as warmth spread over her.

Chapter 2
Perry County, Pennsylvania

Grumbling to herself, Sarah grabbed her winter shawl off the peg and headed out the back door to fetch a load of wood. Early morning sun gleamed against the fresh layer of snow. As she made her way to the lean-to, the strange events of yesterday weighed heavy.

She tracked snow onto the dirt floor of the covered shed as she crossed to the stacked woodpile. Placing a split log in the crook of one arm, she mumbled complaints about Samuel not getting his chores done last night. Daed would hear about this.

The sound of a horse and buggy approaching made her turn. Matthew Esh was driving, and his mother, Naomi, sat beside him. As Sarah stood under the lean-to, watching them get out of the buggy, Matthew spotted her. He dipped his head to come under the low roof. “Sarah.” He nodded his greeting rather coldly, then without another word proceeded to stack firewood in the crook of his arm.

Of course he has nothing to say to me. He was Hannah’s friend. And once a man saw the perfect beauty and poise of Sarah’s older sister, he never glanced her way again. Daed came out of the barn and spoke to Naomi for a moment before taking the horse by the lead. He motioned for her to go into the house.

Through the open double doors to the barn, Sarah could see Levi still mucking it out after milking the cows and wondered where Luke was. Before she thought to ask Matthew what he and his mother were doing here, he strode down the hill toward her home. Sarah followed in silence. When she entered, her three younger siblings were eating at the kitchen table. Naomi stood in front of the wood stove, warming her hands. “It’s awful bitter out there.” Her voice sounded different today.

Matthew unloaded the wood and headed out the back door again. “Ya, it is cold.” Sarah dropped a couple of split logs into the woodbin and closed the lid. “The potbellied stove has been eating wood like it’s candy, and the house is still a little cool.”

A few minutes later Daed stalked into the kitchen from the coatroom, looking no one in the eye. Since he’d pulled off his mucky work boots, only his black woolen socks covered his feet. “Sarah, fix a pot of coffee while I fetch your mother.”

Matthew came in the back door with wood piled so high in his arms he could barely see over it. Sarah moved to the woodbin and lifted the lid. Then she removed a few sticks off the top of his load. “That’s all right, Sarah. I got it.” Matthew’s words were void of his usual warmth.

Normally, from the moment Naomi and Matthew arrived, he and her father engaged in easy banter about horses, cows, and such. But this didn’t have the feel of a normal conversation. Sarah decided her best chance of being allowed to stay and hear a few bits of gossip was to get something into the oven as quickly as possible. After putting the coffee on to brew and filling the cups with hot tap water to warm them, she began kneading the batch of sourdough that Esther had made and set out to rise last night.

When Mamm and Daed came into the kitchen, they said nothing to her about leaving. But they told Esther, Rebecca, and Samuel to take their breakfast upstairs and stay there until someone called for them.

By the time Sarah returned from helping Esther get their two youngest siblings up the steps with their plates of food and drinks, the coffee was almost ready. She set the cream and sugar on the table before dumping the water from the cups down the drain and pouring the fresh brew. Placing a mug in front of each person, she was relieved that she seemed invisible to them. While they fixed their coffee, she placed a few leftover cinnamon rolls from breakfast on the table. The long, awkward silence in the room made her wonder if any of them would say what was on their minds before she was banned to the upstairs with the others.

Daed tapped his spoon against the rim of his cup and focused on Naomi. “I suppose this visit is about Hannah.”

Watching everyone out of the corner of her eye, Sarah stood quietly at the counter, molding a handful of dough into a dinner roll. Her insides quivered. Just the thought of Hannah’s fall from on high made her feel guilty as well as triumphant.

Naomi cleared her throat. “I think the community was kept in the dark about the…about Hannah’s secret for far too long.” Hannah’s secret? The wad of dough in Sarah’s hands plopped onto the floor. She grabbed it up.

“Sarah.” Her father’s voice vibrated the room.

She wheeled around. “Yes, Daed?”

“You shouldn’t be in here.”

She wanted to beg for permission to stay, but the look in Daed’s eyes kept her from asking.

Matthew pushed his coffee cup to the center of the table. “Zeb, there’s no keepin’ what’s taken place a secret. If ya don’t share it, your children will have to rely on the rumors they’ll hear to try to figure things out.” Matthew closed his eyes and drew a deep breath before opening them again. “But this is your home and your family.”

Her father clicked his tongue but gave a slight nod, letting Sarah know she could stay. Naomi smoothed the front of her apron. “I’ve never seen our bishop so set in his mind against a body like he was Hannah. It was his and the preachers’ stand concerning anything she said that made them force her to stay alone…”

Sarah couldn’t catch a breath. She’d gone to the bishop and told him things about Hannah, but surely that wasn’t what had caused this trouble. Daed pushed his coffee mug away. “What new actions by my eldest daughter have caused you to come see me?”

Naomi looked to her son briefly. “Zeb, Ruth.” She paused. “I hope you can find it within your hearts to forgive me.”

Mamm’s eyes opened wide. “Forgive you? You’ve done nothing wrong.”

Daed glanced at Sarah. “We all know the tricks Hannah pulls. Don’t take on guilt for her.”
Sarah turned her back as if she hadn’t heard him and washed the dough off her hands, hoping this conversation wouldn’t end up pointing a finger in her direction.

He continued. “If you’ve come here thinking something is your fault, you’re wrong. No one can take blame for the birth except Hannah herself.” Sarah turned to face her mother. “Hannah has a baby?”

Her mother stared blankly at the table. “Don’t repeat that, Sarah.”

Matthew rose from his seat. “None of what’s happened is gonna stay a secret.” He pointed Sarah toward the bench seat. “I think ya should tell her.”

Sarah sat, unable to accept what she was hearing. How could her unmarried sister have a baby?

Daed buried his head in his hands. “Okay, okay. Ruth, tell her, but make it brief. Clearly, Naomi and Matthew have something they need to talk about.”

“I…I don’t know what to say.” Mamm shook her head. “Do I tell her what Hannah said is true or what you think is true or what the bishop says is true?” Her eyes misted. “Tell me, Zeb. What am I to say about Hannah and about my firstborn grandchild?”

“Ruth.” Naomi’s calm voice cut through the freshly loosened anger. “I was there after Hannah gave birth. I would stake my life, even my son’s life, that the child Hannah gave birth to was indeed conceived the way she told you.”

Mamm clamped her hands on the table and buried her face against them, wailing, “Oh, God, what have we done?” She looked up at her husband. “What have we done?”

Resentment carved Daed’s face as he shook his head. “Naomi has the heart of a mother. Of course she believes what Hannah told her.”

Naomi stood, facing the head of the household in his own home. Almost instantly the sadness etched across her face disappeared, and fury replaced it.

Sarah had never seen any woman face a man with such anger. Matthew wrapped his hand around his mother’s arm and motioned for her to sit. When she did, he nodded his approval. “Mamm was in the room and overheard Hannah praying about the attack. Hannah didn’t even know she was there.”

The room fell silent.

Hannah was attacked? Sarah dismissed that idea immediately. Her sister had made that up to cover her sin. Zeb shoved the teaspoon into the sugar bowl, dumped a scoop into his coffee, and stirred it briskly. “More likely that you heard her repenting for telling us she was attacked when she wasn’t.”

Naomi rose, pointing a shaky finger at Daed. “Don’t you dare spread lies about your daughter, Zeb Lapp, because you can’t face the truth.” She snapped her shawl tighter around her shoulders. “No wonder she didn’t want you to know where she was going. She knew you’d never believe her; that you’d only condemn her.” She turned to Matthew. “Get your coat. This man would rather listen to the sounds roaring inside his own head.”

Mamm rose, looking horrified. “My Hannah’s gone?”

Suddenly it became clear; this piece of information was the reason the Eshes had come here today.

Naomi placed her hand on Mamm’s shoulder. “Matthew and I took her to the train station yesterday. She told no one where she was heading.”

Daed looked to his wife. “But the rumors about her being out at night,” he mumbled. “And I saw her with my own eyes in the arms of that Englischer doctor. The bishop saw her kissing that man she confessed to being engaged to–a young man who isn’t even Amish. She was sneaking around behind our backs mailing letters and who knows what else.”

Stiff and mute on the outside, Sarah was relieved there was a lot of evidence against Hannah that went way beyond the pot Sarah had stirred.

Mamm plunked into her chair, staring at Daed. “Is your list of wrongdoings against Hannah all you have to say about this?”

Her mother’s look of disbelief at Daed rattled Sarah even more than this news. Mamm reached across the table and grasped Sarah’s hands. “The baby was born the night Mary came to stay here–” Mamm broke into sobs, unable to say anything else.

In spite of the years of frustration that had built between her and her sister, Sarah needed someone to admit that they were all pulling a meanspirited prank. But the grief in her parents’ eyes told her this was no hoax.

A horrid scream banged against her temples, making her fight to hold on to her good sense. She looked to Matthew, hoping he had some words of comfort for her. But he seemed torn between anger and sympathy.

His eyes bored into her. “The church leaders had insisted Hannah spend a night alone to rethink her account of how she came to be pregnant. I went to check on her anyway and realized she was in labor and needed…”

His mother eased over to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

“Matthew and I tried to get help for her, but the phone lines were down because of a storm, and…the baby died within minutes of being born.”

Matthew reached inside his shirt and pulled out a small stack of folded papers. “Hannah wrote these before she left.”

He started to lay them on the table, but Daed took them.

Dazed, Sarah didn’t budge. She hadn’t liked it when the whole community put Hannah on an undeserved pedestal, but she hadn’t wished for this either.

“Sarah,” Matthew said, “don’t you have something you need to say?”

Her skin felt as if it were being peeled off. Heat ran through her arms and chest. “N-no, of course not.”

But God knew she did. Did Matthew know it too?

Luke waited outside the Yoder home for someone to respond to his knock. The hour was awful early to be making a call, but during the night a desire to apologize to his fiancée for their serious disagreement had nagged at him.

He needed to share the conversation he’d had with Hannah yesterday before she left and hoped it would bring Mary some measure of peace. The door swung open, and Mary’s mother, Becky, stared back at him. She didn’t step back or open the door farther. “She doesn’t want to see you.”

Luke resisted the urge to push past her. “I’m sure of that, but I need to talk to her anyway.”
She shook her head. “This thing with Hannah is just too much for us to deal with.”

He inwardly winced at the lies people believed about his sister. Sadder still, until Hannah was about to board the train, he’d believed them too. “Mary has to be hurting because Hannah’s gone. Don’t you think it’d be best for Mary’s health if she and I talked things out?”

John Yoder came up behind his wife. “Go home for today, Luke. Just go on home.” He shut the door.

Luke stared at the closed door. He knew it’d be a battle to win Mary back.

He moved to the steps of the porch, brushed snow off them with his boot, and sat down. He propped his elbows on his knees and stared out over the snow-covered land. Acknowledging his prejudice against Hannah hadn’t been easy. He was as good at pointing an accusing finger and deciding who was right and wrong as his father was.

The memory of his venom against his sister still haunted him, even in the wake of the forgiveness she’d offered him before she boarded the train. The horrid reality was, she’d been raped. And she had borne the trauma and the pregnancy in absolute isolation while rumors devastated her.

Luke groaned. “Father God, how could I have been so stupid? Please help Mary forgive me.”
The prayer crossed his lips, and he rose and walked to the buggy.

Before getting in, he looked toward the first story, where Mary slept these days since climbing steps was still difficult for her. She was standing at the window. He lifted his hand and held it there. He saw her moving about, but she didn’t leave the window. A moment later a popping sound came from the window, and she lowered the top pane. She opened her mouth as if to say something, then stopped.

Luke lowered his hand. “I was wrong about Hannah.”

Her pale face didn’t change. She did that chin-tilting gesture, telling him that although her body still dealt with some frailties from their buggy accident, her will was not as easily defeated. Mary had a bold spunk he’d only become aware of recently. His sister’s influence, he was sure.

As he stood outside her home watching her, part of him wanted to speak up and let her know her place as his future wife. But without Mary’s frustration with his behavior, Luke wouldn’t have questioned whether he was right about Hannah. He would have pressed onward in his anger, blaming his sister for the horse-and-buggy accident and believing the scandal about her.

“Why, Luke?” Mary wiped a tear from her face. “Why couldn’t you believe her, believe me, when it would have made such a difference?”

There was no way to explain things he didn’t understand. There had been no proof of Hannah’s innocence. He walked to the window, glad to see Mary up close, even if she was furious with him. He studied her features, looking for signs of strength and health. He wasn’t sure he saw any. “Hannah and I made our peace, and she forgave me before she left. Can you please consider forgiving me too?”

Mary shook her head. “Don’t fool yourself, Luke. If you hated Hannah when you thought our accident was her fault, you’ll hate me now that you see it was my fault.” Pain filled her eyes, and Luke despised himself even more. “I’m the one who wrapped the horse’s reins around the stob of the buggy. I was supposed to take the leads, but I let the horse meander onto that dirt road. Me, Luke, not Hannah.”

“Mary, please. I was so wrong to–”

Mary raised her hand, interrupting him. “Yeah, you and Sarah both. I always knew that girl had problems, but I thought I understood who you were–a loving, forgiving, kind man. But now I see how quick you are to judge. You allowed your thoughts to twist the truth into lies just so you could blame someone.” Mary closed the window and then the blinds.

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Reading Group Guide

1. Toward the beginning of the When the Morning Comes, Hannah meets and receives help from a stranger of a different ethnic background. His reaction to her situation is much kinder than what she received from her own community. Can you name at least three ways in which his actions were Christlike? How would you respond to someone who looks as odd as Hannah did?

2. As Paul deals with the aftermath of everything Hannah went through, he struggles with a desire for vengeance against her attacker even though revenge is against his beliefs. What does the Bible say about vengeance? Are there other Scriptures or biblical principles that you feel add a different perspective?

3. Dr. Lehman doesn’t turn Hannah in to the authorities even though she is legally still a minor. Do you think he did the right thing by finding a way around the law in order to help Hannah find the freedom he believes she needs?

4. Zabeth had been baptized into the Old Order Amish faith and later discovered a love for the forbidden musical instruments and “worldly” songs. She broke her vow and was shunned. Do you believe it is ever acceptable to break a vow? Is there anything in your life that would be worth losing your church, community, and your family over?

5. Sarah is unable to bear the guilt for her part in what caused her sister to flee. It soon becomes evident that Sarah has deeper issues than just the jealousy. (That was apparent in book one, When the Heart Cries.) Has knowing only part of a situation ever caused you to judge a situation or a person unfairly? What steps can you take to avoid building a prejudice based on partial information? Is there a difference between judging a person and assessing him or her? If so, how can assessing be accomplished without leading to judging?

6. Dorcas is not honest with Paul about Hannah’s efforts to reach him. Dorcas believes she is protecting him from a girl whose presence in his life would separate him from a relationship with his parents, his community, and his church. What separates protecting someone from manipulating someone? What are some warnings signs that indicate a person is aiming to manipulate rather than protect?

7. As Hannah begins to build a new life, her emotions and desires are turbulent. At the end of book one she felt she had to leave Owl’s Perch, but after living with Zabeth awhile, she misses the ways of her people and their less stressful pace of life. Despite everything, she chooses to move forward with her new life. Our emotions constantly battle with us, and sometimes we follow our feelings rather than God’s principles. What are some steps you can take to make your emotions come under the wisdom and authority of God’s Word?

8. Mary feels a heavy guilt about tricking herself into thinking she was trusting God when she was simply hiding the truth in order to get her own way. Has there ever been a time in your life when you tried to convince yourself that God’s will was the same as your desires? If so, how did you deal with the situation? What piece of wisdom would you share with children, young people, or loved ones to help them avoid making that mistake?

9. After attending counseling sessions with Faye, Martin realizes that he has been blaming her for their mother’s death. What, if anything, could Martin have done to realize this earlier? Do you think it would have made a difference in Faye’s life if her dad and Martin had not blamed her? Have you withheld forgiveness from anyone in your life?

10. Hannah believes that through counseling she and Martin can help Faye with her substance addictions and self-hatred. Regardless of Hannah’s efforts, Faye leaves, abandoning her children. Has there been a time in your life when you gave a situation your all and things still went wrong? How did you cope? What did you learn that might help someone else?

11. When Faye abandons her children, Martin leaves a rich client in order to attend to the emergency, choosing family over work. Would you have handled the situation in the same way? Are the world’s temptations distorting what is really important in your life?

12. After Hannah has rebuilt a new life for herself, she receives a call that her sister, who had betrayed her, needs her to come home. If you were Hannah, would you return to a community and family who had treated you so unfairly in order to help someone who had lied about you?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 15, 2013

    Awful read

    If you know anything at all about the amish, you'd know that the possibility of an amish girl getting pregnant and running away under such circumstances, is like 1 in 500.
    This book was very dumb, storyline, everything. Too many characters to follow.
    Ill stick with Lewis....thanks. And if you want first hand writing, based on real people, of the amish, read Beverly Lewis.

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  • Posted August 1, 2012

    Great Series!

    This book was a great summer read. So good that I also read #1 and #3 - in the correct order. They all were excellent and captivating.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 11, 2011

    Great book

    Love this book and the other ones shes a great author

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 6, 2010

    Very enjoyable.

    Hated to put this book down. Can not wait to get on to Series 3. I'll read anything this lady writes.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2009

    I Also Recommend:

    I love this new author.

    When the Morning Comes is the second in a series. After reading When the Heart Cries I searched all over town to find this book. This series has so much more depth then some of the similar series I have read by other authors. I passed the books on to a friend and she read them equally as fast. Miss Woodsmall also gives a brief synopsis of the characters in the beginning of her 2nd and third book so it makes it possible to read without the reading the others. She also gives a glossary of the Amish words in the back.

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  • Posted April 13, 2009

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    I Also Recommend:

    Great read

    I can't wait for her next book, I've read them all.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2008

    I can hardly wait for the next installment¿

    This is another great book by Cindy Woodsmall. I can hardly wait to read the next installment. When the Morning Comes is about changes in life. You can think you have things all planned, but then something happens and everything changes. This book clearly demonstrates how tightly you need to hold on to your faith and to remember that although it seems like everyone is against you, God is always for you. This is also a lesson in learning from your choices. What you chose to do or not do will affect everyone around you. Hannah Lapp was shunned by all the people in her Amish community except a very good friend. Even Paul, the boy she loved, turned his back on her. Hannah left the Amish life and began anew. She moved in with her Aunt and adapted to the English culture. She is called back to the Amish community for an emergency. Now we must wait to see what happens next.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 21, 2008

    Another book that makes me feel like a new person.

    This book is so amazing. I can't begin to describe how it made me look at things differently. When I read that book I wanted to JUMP into the book and tell them where Hannah is so Paul could go and find her because in the end I think that Paul and Hannah are made for each other. It made me sad when I finish the first book because it left me hanging there and I didn't know what to do! The reason I got my hands on this book is because I think that the Amish are very cool. I imagine that they feel like they alone but I love how they are dedicated to their religion.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 27, 2008

    A reviewer

    TALK ABOUT A CLIFF HANGER! Dudette, you can not just leave me hanging like this, I don't know how I'm suppose to make it to September! Ugh! This book was really great, better than the first, and I really enjoyed that one. There is real issues that are tough on life and hard, but there is goodness. There are more characters to fall in love with in this book and the personalities are so real and so great, that you do not know who to love more as a reader and feel just as confused as the charac...more TALK ABOUT A CLIFF HANGER! Dudette, you can not just leave me hanging like this, I don't know how I'm suppose to make it to September! Ugh! This book was really great, better than the first, and I really enjoyed that one. There is real issues that are tough on life and hard, but there is goodness. There are more characters to fall in love with in this book and the personalities are so real and so great, that you do not know who to love more as a reader and feel just as confused as the character and then realize the things that you know that she/he doesn't and your heart breaks for them, but you still do not know which would be better! I could not read this book fast enough to find out what happens and each part is really unexpected and fascinating. I earnestly cannot wait for the next book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2008

    UNforgettable

    I LOVED IT and it was well worth my Sunday afternoon because I couldn't put it down and now I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE! Who does Hannah REALLY love? so much has happened now- will Hannah be able to help Sarah, or has she gone too far? Will Matthew be ok and be able to forgive Elle? Will Hannah be able to come back and help her family & FRIENDS that need her? I hope this is only the beginning of the MANY books I hope she writes!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2008

    A fresh breath of air. . .

    Cindy Woodsmall once again carries us into the Amish world in her book When the Morning Comes, Book 2 in her series Sisters of the Quilt. We are brought once again into Hannah Lapp¿s life as she flees her Old Order Amish community to find peace and healing in the home of her aunt who was long ago shunned. Plunged into an unknown world Hannah struggles to find her way through the difficulties of education, job hunting, and understanding the Englischer world. Paul Waddell remains back in Owl Perch eaten away by guilt over his reaction to Hannah¿s secret. He tries fruitlessly to find Hannah through the help of her friends and brother. But the Amish life is strict and Hannah¿s father refuses to bend causing more metal anguish to Hannah¿s already mentally unstable sister, Sarah. Hannah begins to find purpose and fulfillment in her new life and friendship with Martin Palmer, but when the past finds her will she face her past and return home? Ms. Woodsmall once again makes it hard to leave Hannah¿s story and leaves us waiting impatiently for the next chapter of her life.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2008

    awsomley written

    i loved this book it helped me learn how amish lives are differant from the 'englichers'. i hope to see more in the series and getting to know other carecters.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2008

    Excellent Sequel!

    After reading the first book of the Sisters of the Quilt series, When the Heart Cries, I immediately read this sequel. I was not disappointed. The story of Hannah Lapp continues as she attempts to begin a life outside of the Old Order Amish community she was raised in. I eagerly await the next book in this series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 1, 2007

    A great book!

    I read the first book in the series, 'When the heart cries' and that was excellent! This second book in the series is terrific and it's hard to put down when you start to read it. Please read both of these books, I promise you won't be disappointed! The way it ends though I am sure there will be a third book to this series. Great, cause I love this author!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2007

    Great book!

    This is a fantastic sequel. I liked the first book, but I think this one is so much better. I love how the author took Hannah's tragedy and used it as the catalyst for Hannah finding herself. Hannah has grown by leaps and bounds in this book and I love her character and the woman she is becoming.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2007

    Can not wait for next book

    Great easy read. Keeps you coming back.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

    more from this reviewer

    fabulous modern day Amish tale

    When the Morning Comes Cindy Woodsmall Waterbrook, Sep 2007, $12.99 ISBN: 9781400072934 In Owl¿s Perch, Pennsylvania following the break up with her beloved Mennonite fiancé Paul Wadell after his betrayal left her reputation in ruins, Hannah Lapp leaves her family behind to live with her outcast Aunt Zabeth in Ohio. Her Amish father considers Hannah dead and her sister Sarah struggles with what she has done to her sibling. Paul wallows in guilt because he knows his actions not only destroyed Hannah¿s reputation, but their chance for a life together. In Ohio, as Hannah tries to adapt to life amongst the English, Paul pleads with her brother Luke and her best friend Mary to inform him where she went so that he can atone for his sin. Meanwhile, Hannah begins to move on with help from her aunt and from handsome Martin Palmer. --- The second Sisters of the Quilt tale is a fantastic tale that leads the audience to deeply feel for Hannah, but to a lesser degree the other Lapp family members and Paul. The story line is a tear jerker as readers will be so hooked they will want to offer solace and assistance to the heroine. Although it would help a bit to read Hannah¿s first tale (see WHEN THE HEART CRIES) to better understand the secondary characters like jealous Sarah, fans of modern day Amish tales will appreciate Cindy Woodsmall¿s fine character driven sequel. --- Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 7, 2007

    A reviewer

    I loved Cindy's first book, 'When The Heart Cries'. I almost cried at the end because of the trouble Paul and Hannah were going through. They seemed so perfect for each other, but then they didn't make it...it was really sad, especially when Hannah was ...raped... It is truly wrong how many girls are raped now. It probably happens at least once a month and none of these girls/women deserve it. I am completely against it, and I hope everyone who reads this also thinks it is wrong...Thanks!

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  • Posted January 29, 2009

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    A reviewer

    If you loved When the Heart Cries, you are really going to love this sequel. The story begins with Hannah searching for her Aunt. She ends up all alone, cold and hungry. You can't help but feel for her since the ending of the last book brought out the many injustices she faced at the hands of people who were supposed to be there for her. Of course, she does finally find her aunt and her life starts to finally turn around. Meanwhile, Paul hasn't forgotten Hannah, and her sister Sarah is completely losing her mind as a result of Hannah's disappearance. There is drama with other members of Owl's Perch, too, but I won't spoil it by sharing the details. In short, this story was just as hard to put down as the first book in the series. I personally think it was even more romantic. But you start to feel torn. Of course, the author resolves just enough of the issues that you aren't freaking out when the story ends, but she leaves some loose ends that make you crave the next installment. I can't wait to read the third book in this series to find out what Hannah decides to do with her life.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 9, 2007

    Cell phones meet horse and buggy in this journey of faith

    Book two in the Sisters of the Quilt series, When Morning Comes is the perfect sequel to When the Heart Cries. As Hannah comes of age in this journey of faith, she¿s exposed to a new world of opportunity. A world where many of her dreams can come true. Woodsmall is a gifted writer who once again turned off my inner editor, enabling me to suspend disbelief and experience Hannah¿s life-changing challenges. Have you ever read a sequel to a book you loved, and the author took the story in a direction you didn¿t want it to go? I was surprised with the end of When Morning Comes, yet it had a certain rightness to it, a satisfying end. But it isn¿t the end. There¿s more to Hannah¿s story to come. I for one, can¿t wait to read it.

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