This morning I left to go to the “bone cracker.”   He is about 45 minutes away.  I leave early just to be safe.  This morning I went by a flea market in Strawtown, Indiana.  Several times I have driven by this event.  Never have I stopped. Until today. 

 

What I like about flea markets is that everyone thinks they have something you need.  My thinking when visiting flea markets is simple: I have lived without it this long, I can live without it longer.   An item must blow me out of the water for me to purchase.  There were several interesting and awesome items from handmade belts, tools, homemade bread, and the list goes on.  Doing a very quick walk through nothing caught my eye.  I left empty handed.

 

There is an old saying, “another man’s junk is another man’s treasure.”  It is true.  What one person can live without, another can not.  It is interesting just to watch people buy.

 

This society operates the same way.  A person is junk to many others, while a treasure to some.   What I do notice is that everyone is at sometime “junk.”  But not to God.   God created us and He makes no junk and no mistakes.  The way you are created is skillfully and wonderful done.  To God you are not junk.  You are His treasure.