Garage Sale

He loved that hoodie.  She didn’t.  So she donated it to the church garage sale.  He recognized it right away, dangling crooked on a beige hanger, nestled comfortably between a grey Detroit Lions sweatshirt and a black long sleeved tee shouting MACKINAC ISLAND.   His first thought was to buy it, you know, so he’d have a spare.  But then he saw that little yellow uneven dot of mustard plastered on the left cuff and recognized his very own doing, like a birthmark that showed up on an unseasonably cold August weekend up north.  He instantly put it together.  There, sifting through a rack of castoffs and unwanteds, he had discovered and was now holding the sleeve of his favorite hoodie.  Blue.  Frayed.

He owned it.  So he bought it back.

And that’s how an extra 4 bucks was raised for missions.

About radamdavidson

I'm a husband, dad, and pastor living in Portage, Michigan. I suppose I'm a euphoric melancholy generalist with average skills, experiences, and passions across several intertwined disciplines and hobbies including music, speaking, writing, leadership, ministry, and collecting cultural artifacts from the 1980's -- mostly vintage boomboxes. You can read my blog at, subscribe to my podcast (RadCast) or friend me on
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