Emphasis Preaching Journal

The Golden Arches are a part of our everyday lives. We stop quickly, eat hastily, and go on our way. Been there, done that, a hundred times perhaps. Same routine, same food, and same service. Only this time it was different. The city was Atlanta. We had stopped at a McDonald's for a quick snack on our way to North Carolina. Our two daughters locked themselves in the rest room and could not get out. The manager was wise enough to ask me to identify the girls before he unlocked the door. I did the best I could do to remember their clothing and describe their looks.