Driving down North Avenue last night after work, I was sitting at the intersection with Peachtree St. looking at the large church to my left. There is this sort of stone mural with Jesus and a short passage being illuminated by 2 lights shining upward onto them. Just as I started to read the passage, the lights went out.
My heart burned, and I found an analogy.
"Come unto..." I'm sorry, I didn't hear the last part. Come unto what. And how?
I couldn't be more glad that tonight is my last night of work. My new life will be disciplned.