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B L O O M BIBLE STORY Breakfast On The Beach John 21: 1-14 REMEMBER THIS “I am alive for ever and ever!” Revelation 1:18, NIV SAY THIS Who is alive? Jesus is alive! P a r e n t C u e P r e s c h o o l W e e k o f A p ril 1 9 t h Have fun learning and playing with your preschooler. First, watch this video: https://bit.ly/BloomWeek3 Then, follow up with the fun activity below! WHAT YOU NEED: No supplies needed WHAT YOU DO: Form a circle and hold hands. Walk in a circle while singing the following song to the tune of “Ring Around the Rosie”: Jesus is our friend. Jesus is our friend. He’s my friend. He’s your friend. We all yell, “Hooray!” (Jump on “Hooray!”) WHAT YOU SAY: “What a fun song! That was awesome. Jesus wants to be our friend FOREV- ER. Our Bible story today was about some men who were in a boat fishing. Who did they see on the beach while they were in the boat fishing? (Pause.) Yes! They saw Jesus! And what did Jesus do for His friends when they hurried to see Him? (Pause.) Right again! Jesus made them breakfast on the beach. Jesus wanted His friends to see that He is alive and He wants to be their friend forever. Jesus is alive. Who is alive? [Bottom Line] Jesus is alive.” ACTIVITY “Dear God, Thank You for sending Jesus. Thank You that Jesus is alive and He loves us and He wants to be our friend for ever and ever. You are the best, God, and we love You. In Jesus’ name, amen.” PRAYER ©2020 THE RETHINK GROUP, INC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Download the free Parent Cue App AVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

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Page 1: PC Parent Guides Preschool (April 19) · insecure in a new job you just have to “fake it till you make it.” But I seem to have mixed luck with my attempts— especially in my

B L O O M

BIBLE STORYBreakfast On The Beach

John 21: 1-14

REMEMBER THIS“I am alive

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

SAY THISWho is alive?Jesus is alive!

Parent Cue • Preschool • Week of April 19th

Have fun learning and playing with your preschooler.First, watch this video:

https://bit.ly/BloomWeek3Then, follow up with the fun activity below!

WHAT YOU NEED:No supplies needed

WHAT YOU DO: Form a circle and hold hands. Walk in a circle while singing the following song to the tune of “Ring Around the Rosie”: Jesus is our friend.Jesus is our friend.He’s my friend. He’s your friend. We all yell, “Hooray!” (Jump on “Hooray!”)

WHAT YOU SAY: “What a fun song! That was awesome. Jesus wants to be our friend FOREV-ER. Our Bible story today was about some men who were in a boat fishing. Who did they see on the beach while they were in the boat fishing? (Pause.) Yes! They saw Jesus! And what did Jesus do for His friends when they hurried to see Him? (Pause.) Right again! Jesus made them breakfast on the beach. Jesus wanted His friends to see that He is alive and He wants to be their friend forever. Jesus is alive. Who is alive? [Bottom Line] Jesus is alive.”

ACTIVITY

“Dear God,Thank You for sending Jesus. Thank You that Jesus is alive andHe loves us and He wants to be our friend for ever and ever. You are the best, God, and we love You. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

PRAYER

©2020 THE RETHINK GROUP, INC. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

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W E E K T H R E EJOHN 21:1-14

Jesus made breakfast on the beach forthe disciples after He came back.

W E E K T H R E EJOHN 21:1-14

Jesus made breakfast on the beach forthe disciples after He came back.

Cuddle with your child this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You that Jesus is alive and He wants to be our friend forever. Please help us remember that Jesus is always with us and He loves us no matter what. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

Cuddle with your child this month and pray, “Dear God, thank You that Jesus is alive and He wants to be our friend forever. Please help us remember that Jesus is always with us and He loves us no matter what. We love You, God. In Jesus’ name, amen.”

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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Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

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

I’ve heard before that when feeling insecure in a new job you just have to “fake it till you make it.” But I seem to have mixed luck with my attempts—especially in my role as a parent. Mostly, I just end up exhausted when I allow insincerity to take over.

The faking that comes with this role of being a parent can be entirely exhausting. I faked that many middle-of-the-night feedings weren’t spent crying through lullabies rather than delighting in baby bonding. I faked that I wasn’t sometimes envious when I’d see friends enjoying our “old life”—going out to dinner SPONTANEOUSLY or eating at restaurants without a bib, high chair, and pureed prunes in tow.

When our immobile blob baby became a tiny toddler tyrant, I got good at faking that I knew how to discipline and that I had grace under pressure. Inside, I was embarrassed, exhausted, and desperate for someone to give me the elusive how-to parenting book that everyone else seemed to have access to.

Our toddler is now a preschooler, and we’ve added two more to the mix, and there’s more faking. I’m faking that the entire t-ball game is fun to watch and that I care about Rescue Bots and Paw Patrol. (For the record, I legit enjoy Daniel Tiger…my only parenting wins are because of his songs.)

I have found that faking it can sometimes be a good thing, especially when it comes to our attitudes, because we can actually become more confident, generous, and loving by faking it first. But what I’m experiencing as the biggest relief from the exhaustion of faking it is when I am vulnerable with other parents.

When we open up to others about what is really happening . . . We learn we are not alone—we are all fakers to some extent.We find encouragement from an outsider’s perspective.We can learn ways to improve. Maybe they’ve found something that work better.

We can discover our own strengths and share what has worked for us.

Are you exhausted from faking it? Are you ready to be real? There is strength, encouragement and growth awaiting us when we can be vulnerable with each other. We don’t have to walk this journey alone pretending we know what we’re doing, because we all know that no parent really does. And that’s precisely why we need each other.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

I’ve heard before that when feeling insecure in a new job you just have to “fake it till you make it.” But I seem to have mixed luck with my attempts—especially in my role as a parent. Mostly, I just end up exhausted when I allow insincerity to take over.

The faking that comes with this role of being a parent can be entirely exhausting. I faked that many middle-of-the-night feedings weren’t spent crying through lullabies rather than delighting in baby bonding. I faked that I wasn’t sometimes envious when I’d see friends enjoying our “old life”—going out to dinner SPONTANEOUSLY or eating at restaurants without a bib, high chair, and pureed prunes in tow.

When our immobile blob baby became a tiny toddler tyrant, I got good at faking that I knew how to discipline and that I had grace under pressure. Inside, I was embarrassed, exhausted, and desperate for someone to give me the elusive how-to parenting book that everyone else seemed to have access to.

Our toddler is now a preschooler, and we’ve added two more to the mix, and there’s more faking. I’m faking that the entire t-ball game is fun to watch and that I care about Rescue Bots and Paw Patrol. (For the record, I legit enjoy Daniel Tiger…my only parenting wins are because of his songs.)

I have found that faking it can sometimes be a good thing, especially when it comes to our attitudes, because we can actually become more confident, generous, and loving by faking it first. But what I’m experiencing as the biggest relief from the exhaustion of faking it is when I am vulnerable with other parents.

When we open up to others about what is really happening . . . We learn we are not alone—we are all fakers to some extent.We find encouragement from an outsider’s perspective.We can learn ways to improve. Maybe they’ve found something that work better.

We can discover our own strengths and share what has worked for us.

Are you exhausted from faking it? Are you ready to be real? There is strength, encouragement and growth awaiting us when we can be vulnerable with each other. We don’t have to walk this journey alone pretending we know what we’re doing, because we all know that no parent really does. And that’s precisely why we need each other.

For more blog posts and parenting resources, visit:

ParentCue.org

FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE ITBy Melissa Thorson

FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE ITBy Melissa Thorson

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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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Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

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

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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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Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

Download the free Parent Cue AppAVAILABLE FOR IOS AND ANDROID DEVICES

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