I hate yard sales.  I also don’t really care for flea markets and antique stores.  I like the notion of them; the ability to recycle goods that one person no longer wants into a potential treasure for the next person.  I think that I’m too impatient to sift through the tables and racks of mixed up items to search for an item that may or may not fit or be useful in my household.  But for as much as I don’t like to visit yard sales, I do enjoy working them.  Which is fortunate, since it’s our biggest fundraiser for our Guatemala mission trip.

Yesterday was our 3rd annual yard sale for such a trip, held at our church.  And people come in swarms in February, having been away from their beloved yard sales for the past few cold months.  So, we take up donations from people at the church and we set everything for display, knowing that people will want to buy the most bizarre and random things for $.25.

My thanks to Amanda especially for such hard work at the task of organizing such a massive event.  It’s when you work alongside someone that you build relationships and community, bonds that come out of shared labor and common purpose.  And my vow: no more yard sales for the next 12 months.