Yard Sale- No Junk; that’s how the ad reads. Treasured trinkets are pulled off shelves, thrown into boxes and arranged into piles. You name it, we got it. This yard sale has everything--household items, furniture, clothes, electronics, toys, purses, and shoes. The cluttered garage is standing room only. The driveway is smothered in a second hand mess. Let the sale begin!
Once 7:00 a.m. arrives so do the people. Treasure hunters are picking, pulling and pricing items. Adults and children alike grab wads of bills from their pockets in exchange for their prizes. Sacks of stuff are packaged up and hauled out. Old gifts are introduced to new homes.
Isn’t it funny how last weeks “best gift ever,” now qualifies for a yard sale? Once upon a time, my girls couldn’t live without Barbie’s new overpriced powder blue Camaro. Now, the outdated, barely used vehicle is being auctioned off for a dollar.
As I look over the mounds of loot I think, “Our lives are like an ongoing yard sale.” There are busy times and slow times. There are times that require sitting and times we need to move around. There are times we feel short-changed and times we get everything we hope for. There are times we feel like a big fat mess and times we are well-organized.
Like the unwanted items for sale, sometimes...we are broken and just need a little mending; we need someone to see our best side and realize we are actually useful; we need to shake off the dust so others can see the sparkling prize underneath; we pretend to be one thing when in reality we are something completely different; and sometimes we try to be like Barbie (with the right hair, right clothes and perfect body) because we think that’s the only way someone will love us.
When Jesus walks into the yard sale of our lives, He sees us as more than just a second hand mess. He sees us as his precious treasure. He thinks we are worth dying for. He heals us when we are broken. He powers us up when we have no juice left. He uses us when we feel unusable. He qualifies us when we are unqualified. He shields us from inclement weather. He is there in the beginning and helps clean up afterwards.
Jesus takes our dollar store life and turns it into a priceless inheritance.
“He chose to give birth to us by giving us his true word. And we, out of all creation, became his prized possession,” James 1:18 (NLT).
Once 7:00 a.m. arrives so do the people. Treasure hunters are picking, pulling and pricing items. Adults and children alike grab wads of bills from their pockets in exchange for their prizes. Sacks of stuff are packaged up and hauled out. Old gifts are introduced to new homes.
Isn’t it funny how last weeks “best gift ever,” now qualifies for a yard sale? Once upon a time, my girls couldn’t live without Barbie’s new overpriced powder blue Camaro. Now, the outdated, barely used vehicle is being auctioned off for a dollar.
As I look over the mounds of loot I think, “Our lives are like an ongoing yard sale.” There are busy times and slow times. There are times that require sitting and times we need to move around. There are times we feel short-changed and times we get everything we hope for. There are times we feel like a big fat mess and times we are well-organized.
Like the unwanted items for sale, sometimes...we are broken and just need a little mending; we need someone to see our best side and realize we are actually useful; we need to shake off the dust so others can see the sparkling prize underneath; we pretend to be one thing when in reality we are something completely different; and sometimes we try to be like Barbie (with the right hair, right clothes and perfect body) because we think that’s the only way someone will love us.
When Jesus walks into the yard sale of our lives, He sees us as more than just a second hand mess. He sees us as his precious treasure. He thinks we are worth dying for. He heals us when we are broken. He powers us up when we have no juice left. He uses us when we feel unusable. He qualifies us when we are unqualified. He shields us from inclement weather. He is there in the beginning and helps clean up afterwards.
Jesus takes our dollar store life and turns it into a priceless inheritance.
“He chose to give birth to us by giving us his true word. And we, out of all creation, became his prized possession,” James 1:18 (NLT).
Thank you Jesus that you know my brokeness and you love me despite it. You care for all my bruises and mend my every wound. There is none like you God.
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