When you throw a yard sale on your lawn, you’re inviting the approval or disdain of hoards of strangers. You are a missionary of your stuff, trying to convince others that what you have is of value. If no one buys what you’ve strewn on your grass, you feel devalued. Worse yet, if someone tries to bargain down your already-low price by noting deficiencies in items, you want to load everything up, take it back inside, and hug it. At least I do.
People are rather like this about their praise and worship. It really hurts when someone belittles you for what you believe and what you value. Likewise, you can’t always understand the driving passion some people feel for the process of yard sale shopping. It floats their boat, but not yours. Sound familiar?
Now you’re saying, “Anne, I can’t believe you’re comparing the lowest kind of silly shopping with something as lofty as worship.” Well, sorry. I am. It’s in our nature to have a set of values (our stuff) which we want to share with others. It’s in our nature to study other peoples’ values (their stuff) and glean gems from them. It’s in our nature to be deeply hurt if people malign our values. Our stuff = ourselves. Which is why many religions inveigh against having a lot of material stuff lying about.
Read the whole post: The Gods Are Bored: Church of the Holy Yard Sale.