Flea Market
One Sunday while I was serving in Venezuela as a missionary, my friend and I decided to skip church and drive to the beach for a day of fun in the sun. On the way there, we had a flat tire, someone helped us change it and we were on our way. On the way home that evening, we had a second flat tire and no other spare tire to change it. We ended up getting towed to the closest city and we stayed with a seminary student and her family. Ever since then, I have always wondered if God was a little mad at us for choosing the beach over worshipping Him that day. Now I say that kind of tongue in cheek, but today’s events still make me wonder. While having a little extra time, this week, I was surfing the web and was reminded of the Limestone Flea Market. I had been considering attempting to sell the jewelry at a flea market, more for the contacts that could be made than for the actual sales. When the lady returned my call, they had a booth open on Sunday. Normally, the flea market is open every Saturday and Sunday, but since Saturday fell on the 1st, they would only be open on Sunday. I took it and Dave and I headed out there this morning. I left the house with high hopes of making a few sales and perhaps scheduling some home shows. They had a church service at 8:30. I was impressed with that. I attended, while Dave sat up the jewelry. I was only there a little over an hour when I had to leave to go to church and teach my third grade Sunday School Class. The crowd was thin when I left, but I told myself that people like to sleep in on the weekends, or they were at church and that it would likely pick up later. I returned from church around 1:00 pm to discover that Dave had made a single sale of a tennis bracelet. As it turned out, that would be our only sale of the day. Well, I learned a couple things about flea markets, jewelry isn’t the top seller there and the price of the jewelry that I was selling was also a deterrent. Dave and I met several very nice people and look forward to going back in the future, probably as buyers, not vendors.
