What is it?

What is it? This is the store that carries the rejects from Goodwill! It is so dirty that my mother will not even go inside. It is the broken, the rejected and the worn down items cast off even from second hand stores. And....I love it, I go often. Why? Because to me it is magic. You see in this store are the really poor. The ones that can't buy much, maybe look different or speak different. It is also the place I find mankind. Out of the middle of nothing, I find something laughter and joy.

When I am with the poorest of the poor. I feel a family. For here, all mingle. No one asks questions. No one judges another. Each person sort of shares in his joy. No need to compare clothing, everyone is dressed down. Status? What is that? Yet, there is laughter and friendship here. People pick through the junk and smile at their treasures. Kids push around odd toys and no one cares. Imagination rules here. One looks for clothing tossed out, but another looks for future craft items. No one judges the action of another.

Somehow, it reminds me a lot of heaven and God. What others see as junk, he sees as treasure. He does not care what package we come either. No status, as we are all his children. And children run freely in his kingdom. He looks through all things and find items that appear broken and turns them into treasures. Isn't that a God thing?