punch

At Main Street Cigar where I hang out and write or chat or listen, a mahogany sentinel stands outside the shop. Or he used to. His name is Punch. He's not a cigar store Indian, he's a cigar store Italian. There's a picture of him if you scroll down a bit on Main Street's website.

For the past few weeks I've been restoring old Punchy as we affectionately call our wooden mate. His finger fell off and he suffered from a literally splitting headache where the moisture was threatening to peel him in two from head to toe. Dave puttied him up and I got to work. Painting him took several days and yesterday, I antiqued him. Soon we'll put a waterproof varnish on him and set him back outside to welcome patrons and visitors to "the shop" as we call this community.

I'll post a picture of him in all his newfound glory when he's back on duty. In the meantime, if you're in the area, stop inside and take a look. See, as a follower of Christ we might consider taking our redemption responsibilities very seriously. Punchy was old and worn, weatherbeaten and bleached out. But now he's dapper and ready to take on the world. Well, maybe not the world, but Main Street in Bel Air is a definite go. The owner, my friend Tony, is delighted.

So what have you redeemed in your community today? Did you get outside the Christian box? You can learn a lot out there.

grace,

lisa