Stitch by Stitch
- Mar 16
- 3 min read
Updated: Mar 21

Written by Wanda E. Brunstetter
Publication Date: 03.01.26
Published by Barbour Publishing
Genre: 4 Stars!
Emma Bontrager arrives in Arthur, Illinois with a restless spirit.
She would much rather be outdoors fishing, exploring fields, or enjoying the freedom of open spaces than learning the domestic skills expected of an Amish woman. Sewing, cooking, and quilting feel less like gifts and more like duties she has little interest in mastering. Being sent to live with her grandparents feels, at first, like a correction rather than an opportunity.
But sometimes the Lord begins shaping a life in places we would never have chosen for ourselves.
Living with her grandparents slowly begins to change Emma’s perspective. Her grandmother’s patience, the steady rhythm of daily life, and the quiet wisdom offered around her begin softening the resistance Emma carried when she first arrived. Stitch by stitch, lesson by lesson, something deeper begins to take root in her heart.
At one point she pauses to reflect on something she has heard: “Emma sucked in her lower lip as she thought more about what the white-haired man had said. Do I express my thankfulness for all the good things God has given me? she asked herself. Probably not. Like many others here today, I often take all the good things for granted and forget to thank the Lord for His gifts. I need to do better in that regard and stop feeling sorry for myself because I was sent here to learn how to be a good homemaker. I need to be more appreciative of Grandma’s efforts. I’m sure that she and Grandpa, as well as my folks, only want what’s best for me.”
That quiet moment becomes a turning point. Emma begins to see that the lessons unfolding around her are not simply about homemaking. They are about humility, gratitude, and learning to trust that the Lord’s plans are often wiser than our own.
Emma doesn’t notice the change right away. It grows slowly through the quiet influence of those guiding her and the steady rhythm of the work placed before her. But somewhere between the first stitches and the last, she begins to understand something she had never seen before: beautiful things are rarely created all at once. More often they are formed patiently … one careful stitch at a time.
Faith beautifully threads its way through this story as prayer appears in moments of uncertainty and Scripture gently shapes the decisions these characters make. Again and again the story reflects something deeply true about the Christian life: God often does His most beautiful work through the simple faithfulness of everyday life.
Little moments of wisdom surface along the way, including one gentle reminder that lingers long after the page is turned: “…leave it all in the Lord’s capable hands.”
Growth rarely arrives through dramatic moments. More often it comes through ordinary days, patient teachers, humbling lessons, quiet moments of gratitude, and the slow realization that the Lord knows exactly what He is doing even when we cannot yet understand His ways.
By the final pages, it becomes clear that Emma isn’t simply learning to quilt. She is learning to trust the One who has been guiding every thread of her life all along. And somewhere in that realization, we begin to see that the Lord is patiently weaving the fragile, unfinished pieces of our own lives into something beautiful as we place them into His faithful hands.
I received the eARC and paperback of this book from the author, publisher, NetGalley, and JustRead Publicity Tours, LLC. I am not required to write a positive review in any way or for any reason. My honest and unbiased opinions expressed in this book review are my own. My review focuses on the writing style, the pacing, and the story’s content, ensuring transparency and reliability.



I really connected with the way you described progress happening slowly, almost imperceptibly, “stitch by stitch,” and how that process can feel both frustrating and meaningful at the same time. It made me think about how we often only notice growth when we pause and look back, almost like working through something similar to the Driscoll Model of Reflection without even realizing it. I also wonder if recognizing those small, quiet steps as they happen could change how we experience the journey, instead of only valuing the finished result. There’s something grounding about the idea that even the small