Finding religion at a Rummage Sale

Such fever,
a dash of people
and piles of old stuff
someone else no longer wants
a hint of consumerism
and recycling
amid little old ladies
and young male booksellers alike.

The air smells like church,
old hymnals
and tiny pencils to fill out the offering envelopes with.

But back to the stuff...
Jesus could have found new shoes here
or even earlier
Mary might have fallen for the bassinet
for a mere twenty bucks.

But then who would have suffered
so the rest of us could be here
gathering piles of our new junk.