Rebecca Burtram



SUGAR RUSHI was feeling rushed this morning.

My car is in the shop, so my husband needed to drive us to work and school this morning. We were running a little behind schedule, but his car was on empty. We stopped at the WaWa near our house, and I let the girls come inside with me to pick doughnuts while he filled his tank.

I walked a few feet away to get my husband coffee and instructed the girls to make a quick decision. When I came back, they still had not chosen. I was encouraging them to move it along, and a woman who was also picking up a doughnut said, “Half the fun of the treat is the process of choosing. Don’t rush on my account.”

Right then I was reminded that the chores of life can sometimes be the treats.

I was rushing around trying to get things done, and all I saw were tasks. I forgot to see the world through the eyes of my children. I was on the verge of taking what was a treat to them and turning it into a chore. What is 30 more seconds in the big picture? This little moment was a sweet reminder to find the pleasure in living.

Some tasks that became a little sweeter today:

I had to grade a giant stack of  reading reflections. = I had the honor of seeing a piece of each student’s heart as he or she shared personal thoughts, feelings, and ideas. There are some amazing and beautiful people in my classes.

I could not drive my car to work.= We got to spend an extra 20 minutes together as a family in the morning. The trip from point a to b was more enjoyable together.

There wasn’t time to eat breakfast at home and still put gas in the car.= We got to eat donuts for breakfast.

My children have not yet lost their eyes of wonder. If I take the time to see the world as they do, I will remember just how sweet life truly is.

By Rebecca Burtram

I am a woman in my mid thirties figuring out how to balance an intense need for perfection with the reality of my own imperfections. The answer I am finding is grace.....and plenty of it.
As a mother of three, a teacher, a church planter, and a runner, I have many opportunities to practice giving myself and others the grace I need to survive.

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