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Seek and Find...Hunting for Easter

Five Minute Family Devotion

Just as our children look for eggs at Easter, so we need to train them to look for Easter. Easter is a season; it is the 50 “great days” before Ascension, when Jesus goes to heaven. These are the “walking around and seeing Jesus near us” times. Sunday we heard from Pastor Chris Henry, “this is the beginning.” Perhaps you might want to begin your season of Easter Dinners, during the Great 50 Days, by having children select an egg and read the note inside and complete the sentence. There are two kinds of prompts in these eggs. There are prayer prompts and a God sighting prompt.
OPTION: Your children can have fun filling their Great 50 Days eggs!


I am thankful for…I am hoping for…I am praying for…I am asking for…I see God…

I am thankful for…
I am thankful for…
I am thankful for…
I am thankful for…
I am thankful for…
I am hoping for…
I am hoping for…
I am hoping for…
I am hoping for…
I am hoping for…
I am praying for…
I am praying for…
I am praying for…
I am praying for…
I am praying for…
I am asking for…
I am asking for…
I am asking for…
I am asking for…
I am asking for…
I see God…
I see God…
I see God…
I see God…
I see God…

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