Charity Yardsale

I will start this post by admitting that I didn’t take any pictures. Blame it on me waking up at 6:57AM before the planned 7:00 AM start time, and not having enough coffee that morning. Also, I was chasing a toddler around on too little coffee. Excuses, excuses. I know. What kind of blog am I writing here? No pictures?? My apologies.

This is also going to be short post. On days like today (or weeks like this one), that is just how it’s going to be. I’ve been super busy, and I’m out of my element, writing upstairs in the guest room. Our downstairs is in shambles, with most of our furniture crammed into one corner of the house, as we were having a large section of flooring replaced after a leak we discovered last month. It’s been a process, let me tell ya. And from the looks of things, I won’t be able to have my house back in order until sometime next week. Joy. 

Last Saturday morning, our neighborhood had a yard sale. We put an ad on craigslist and posted a few signs, and everybody set up shop in their driveways, or front lawns. We had plenty we could shed, so we decided to participate. Right around the time we started gathering stuff to sell, our dear friend Laura was gathering information on going on a mission trip to the Dominican Republic. We wanted to be able to contribute to her trip financially, but things are kind of tight for us, so we had to pray about how best we could help. God made it pretty obvious that we could use the yard sale to help fund her trip. So, we let her know what we were doing, and she and her hubby contributed some items to sell as well.

Friday night we had planned to get our tables and racks set up, so that Saturday we could just carry them out and start selling. We ended up having some neighbors over for dinner, and Chris was finishing up a project, so we didn’t get started on sorting through everything until much later than we anticipated. Around midnight, I realized neither of us had gotten any small change, so ran out to buy donuts at the grocery store and get some cash back. We didn’t go to bed until around 1:30 in the morning, and slept through our alarms. Luckily, I happened to wake up and see the clock at 6:57. I frantically woke Chris, and we washed up, threw on some clothes, then ran downstairs to set up. The first car rolled through as we set up our first table. Luckily people must have stopped towards the sales at the front of the neighborhood, first, which bought us a little time. I had, thankfully, remembered to program the coffee pot the night before.

All sort of people were in our driveway Saturday morning. Men and Women, older and younger. Neighbors and strangers. Mothers and daughters. Friends. It was cool to chat with people and also enjoy the fabulous weather that had rolled in. We met a full time missionary, and were able to provide her with furniture and other things as she prepared for her upcoming marriage, and furnishing a future home with her future husband. We met a few dogs, too. Most of the people who came through were pleasant. Some were hunting for freebies, some didn’t negotiate at all. Somebody walked off with a nice watch, but most people paid for their “treasures”. Once we told people that all the proceeds of the sale were going to a mission trip, most were happy to pay the initial prices we asked. All in all, it was a good day, with a steady flow of people. Austin was interested in all that was going on, and was happy to be out with us. 

We were able to raise just over $400 that morning, and gave it all to our friend’s mission trip. That little boost funded about a fifth of what she needs to raise, and we are happy we were able to do this for her. The Lord provides for his children in all kinds of ways. 


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