WHAT YOU NEED:Music player, “He’s Alive Oh Yeah” song (available on Spotify®

or iTunes®) or other preschool music

WHAT YOU DO: Play the song and encourage the children to sing and dance to the music. Stop the music and say, “Jesus is alive!” Then, re-start the music. Do it again!

WHAT YOU SAY: “In today’s story, we learned about the true story of Easter. Jesus went away and came back just like He said He would. Jesus is alive. Who is alive? Jesus is alive.”

ACTIVITY

“Dear God,We celebrate that Jesus is Your Son. We celebrate that Jesus diedand came back, just like He said He would. We celebrate that Jesus is alive and He wants to be our friend forever. Thank You for Jesus, God! We love You. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

PRAYER

B L O O M

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BIBLE STORYEaster

Matthew 26:20-50;27:1-2; 28:1-7

REMEMBER THIS“I am alive

for ever and ever!” Revelation 1:18, NIV

SAY THISWho is alive?Jesus is alive!

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W E E K T W OMATTHEW 26:20 -50; 27:1-2; 28:1-7

Angry men hurt Jesus so bad that He died,but Jesus came back, just like He said He would.

W E E K T W OMATTHEW 26:20 -50; 27:1-2; 28:1-7

Angry men hurt Jesus so bad that He died,but Jesus came back, just like He said He would.

As you drive, look out the window and take turns naming things that are alive. “That [tree, animal, flower, man, girl] is alive!” End with asking your child, “Who else is alive? It’s someone very special.” Say together, “Jesus is alive!”

As you drive, look out the window and take turns naming things that are alive. “That [tree, animal, flower, man, girl] is alive!” End with asking your child, “Who else is alive? It’s someone very special.” Say together, “Jesus is alive!”

D O T H I S : D O T H I S :R E M E M B E RT H I S :

“I am alivefor ever and ever!”

REVELATION 1:18, NIV

R E M E M B E RT H I S :

“I am alivefor ever and ever!”

REVELATION 1:18, NIV

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

P R E S C H O O L P R E S C H O O LA P R I L 2 0 2 0 A P R I L 2 0 2 0

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My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

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My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

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PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson

PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson

SALVATIONPARENT CONVERSATION GUIDE . . . for kids

This is an exciting time in a kid’s life. They’re starting to ask questions about their faith. They’re wondering about God and His love for them. They may be asking a lot of questions about Jesus—questions that you may struggle with yourself, or questions that may not have a simple answer. But that’s okay. This is a starting point for your kid to begin a life-long conversation about faith. That’s why we want you to “Start Here” with John 3:16. It lays the foundation for God’s love for us that sent Jesus to be our Savior.

“For God so LOVED the world that he GAVE his one and only Son. Anyone who BELIEVES in him will not die but will have eternal life” (John 3:16 NIrV).

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1. GOD LOVED• God loved you before you were

even born. He created you in His image. And He loves you right now.

• But there is something that separates us from Him, something that keeps us from being with Him forever. It’s called sin. It’s the stuff we do wrong. Sin keeps us from living out the story that God wants for us.

• And on our own, we can’t do any-thing about this. We need God to step in and help. But because God loved us, He made a way for all of us to live with Him forever.

ASK . . . What is sin? Have you ever sinned? When? What is the problem with sin?

2. GOD GAVE• God gave the most important,

valuable, and perfect thing He had for you. He knew that our sin would keep us from living with Him forever.

• We’re apart from God and would stay that way, but because God loved us, He gave His son to fix that relationship. Jesus came to make a way for you to be in God’s story.

• And Jesus gave up His life on the cross to pay for our sin. Three days later, Jesus rose from the dead! His resurrection defeated death and makes a relationship with God possible again.

ASK . . . What did God give us? Why did God give this gift? What did Jesus do for us?

3. WHOEVER BELIEVES IN JESUS• When you receive a gift what do

you do? You open it. God said you could open His gift by believing.

• Believing simply means to trust. It’s a lot like sitting in a chair. When you sit in a chair, you put all your weight in it. You trust that it will hold you up. That’s what it’s like to believe in or to trust in this gift.

• To open the gift that God gave you, you trust Jesus with your whole life and rest in the fact that He died and rose again for you.

ASK . . . How can you take part in God’s Big Story? What does it mean to trust in something? How do you know God loves you?

1. “INVITE JESUS IN YOUR HEART …”

For kids, the phrase “inviting Jesus into my heart” can be confusing. They’re such concrete thinkers that it can worry them to think that someone is living inside their actual heart.

2. “YOU HAVE TO PRAY LIKE THIS …”

Kids are going to express their faith with how they understand it at their age. Don’t get hung up on the “right words” but rather the heart with which they pray.

3. MADE UP ANSWERS

Don’t make up answers to questions you don’t know yourself. “I don’t know” is a legitimate answer to questions your kid has about faith. There’s so much that we don’t understand about how God works and how the Holy Spirit enters our life. And that’s okay.

WHAT TO SAY

WHAT NOT TO SAY

B A B I E S B A B I E SA P R I L 2 0 2 0 A P R I L 2 0 2 0

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

D O T H I S : D O T H I S :

M O R N I N G T I M E M O R N I N G T I M E

C U D D L E T I M E C U D D L E T I M E

B AT H T I M E B AT H T I M E

When you go into your baby’s room, say, “Good morning, [baby’s name]! Today is a great day because Jesus is alive!”

When you go into your baby’s room, say, “Good morning, [baby’s name]! Today is a great day because Jesus is alive!”

Cuddle with your baby this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You for giving us Jesus to be our friend forever. I pray [child’s name] will believe that Jesus is alive and trust Him to be his/her friend forever. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

Cuddle with your baby this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You for giving us Jesus to be our friend forever. I pray [child’s name] will believe that Jesus is alive and trust Him to be his/her friend forever. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

Sing the following words to the tune of “London Bridge is Falling Down” while bathing your baby: “Jesus wants to be my friend, be my friend, be my friend. Jesus wants to be my friend. Jesus loves [child’s name].”

Sing the following words to the tune of “London Bridge is Falling Down” while bathing your baby: “Jesus wants to be my friend, be my friend, be my friend. Jesus wants to be my friend. Jesus loves [child’s name].”

F E E D I N G T I M E F E E D I N G T I M E

While feeding your baby this month, list all of your baby’s friends. Say, “Mommy is your friend. Daddy is your friend. [Sibling’s name] is your friend. ... And Jesus wants to be your friend forever!”

While feeding your baby this month, list all of your baby’s friends. Say, “Mommy is your friend. Daddy is your friend. [Sibling’s name] is your friend. ... And Jesus wants to be your friend forever!”

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

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My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson

PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson

B A B I E S B A B I E SA P R I L 2 0 2 0 A P R I L 2 0 2 0

D O T H I S : D O T H I S :

M O R N I N G T I M E M O R N I N G T I M E

C U D D L E T I M E C U D D L E T I M E

B AT H T I M E B AT H T I M E

When you go into your child’s room, say, “Good morning, friend! I’m so glad God gave you to me to be my son/daughter and my friend. God gave us Jesus to be our friend, too!”

When you go into your child’s room, say, “Good morning, friend! I’m so glad God gave you to me to be my son/daughter and my friend. God gave us Jesus to be our friend, too!”

Cuddle with your child this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You for giving us so many great friends. Thank You for (list friends with your child). Most of all, thank You for giving us Jesus to be our friend forever. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

Cuddle with your child this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You for giving us so many great friends. Thank You for (list friends with your child). Most of all, thank You for giving us Jesus to be our friend forever. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

While bathing your child, play a game where your child closes his/her eyes, you count to three, and then your child opens their eyes when you say “three.” When your child opens their eyes, say, “Jesus is alive!” Play again and again as long as your child is having fun.

While bathing your child, play a game where your child closes his/her eyes, you count to three, and then your child opens their eyes when you say “three.” When your child opens their eyes, say, “Jesus is alive!” Play again and again as long as your child is having fun.

D R I V E T I M E D R I V E T I M E

As you drive, take turns with your child naming friends. Some of them should be the same. After all, family can be friends, too! Talk about how Jesus wants to be our friend. In fact, Jesus wants to be our friend forever!

As you drive, take turns with your child naming friends. Some of them should be the same. After all, family can be friends, too! Talk about how Jesus wants to be our friend. In fact, Jesus wants to be our friend forever!

MATTHEW 26:20 -50;27:1-2; 28:1-7

Angry men hurt Jesus so badthat He died, but Jesus came back,

just like He said He would.

MATTHEW 26:20 -50;27:1-2; 28:1-7

Angry men hurt Jesus so badthat He died, but Jesus came back,

just like He said He would.

T O D D L E R S T O D D L E R SA P R I L 2 0 2 0 A P R I L 2 0 2 0

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

S A Y T H I S :Who is alive?

JESUS IS ALIVE.

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

B A S I C T R U T H :JESUS WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND FOREVER.

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T O D D L E R S T O D D L E R SA P R I L 2 0 2 0 A P R I L 2 0 2 0

My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

My husband often tells me “the happiest and healthiest people are those whose expectations meet reality.” I frequently need reminding of this. I live in expectation—playing things out in my head of how I would like them to unfold. The problem is, as you might imagine, the more expectations I have, the more likely I am to be disappointed when they aren’t met.

Last Easter, I had expectations which seemed harmless enough. My husband had come across an egg-dying method involving silk ties and twine. Though craftiness deficient, even this seemed simple enough. I imagined our experiment unfolding like the pictures online promised. We included my two-year-old in the process, hyping it up, promising beautiful eggs when we were finished and he waited patiently for the great unveiling.

But when we unwrapped the first egg we were—disappointed. It was not some psychedelic paisley print. It looked exactly like it did when we first put it in the vinegar. Considering my son was in the throes of the terrible twos, I did not expect this rather anti-climactic reveal to go well. But when we took a deep breath and turned to Asher to navigate his unmet expectations he simply stared wide-eyed. “Look!” he whispered in unabashed astonishment, “It’s a white one!”

Unwrapping a perfectly white egg, I observe my little boy and his effortless expression of wonder. It was an Easter weekend miracle—at least to an innocent toddler. To me, these white eggs were a failure. To him, they were perfection.

My kids are teaching me—whether I like it or not—that when I let go of my tightly held plans, I am more free to see the world as they do.Magical. Enchanting. An extended invitation to be present, thankful and captivated by the gift of what we do have, instead of lamenting what isn’t.

So this Easter, while trying to . . .get out the door to church,smooth dresses,wipe dirty mouths,break up arguments andappear as cool, calm and collected as you wish you felt,. . . . take a moment to enjoy the white eggs in your life.

Your expectations may not be met, but you may just find yourself happier and healthier than if they had been.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson

PERFECT EASTER EGGSBy Sarah Anderson