Recently I started meeting with a group of guys for breakfast. I did a really poor job of investing in friendships in Atlanta and I’ve committed to being better about that in Franklin. Since we’re all Christians, when it came time to decide where we’d meet, that seemed like a no brainer, Chick-fil-A. (Or what I call it, “Chicken Church.”)
But the other day, while meeting there, I was reminded of something that I had first noticed in Atlanta. We weren’t the only guys there getting together to talk about God. As I looked around, it was like a youth group van had broken down in the parking lot. (Something youth group vans love to do.) Granted, my friend’s mom says that buying Chick-fil-A almost feels like tithing, but I still thought it was funny that out of every early morning option for breakfast we’d all congregated there like it was the only open water hole on the Savannah.
Looking around, I realized there are 3 tips you need to know about the early morning experience at Chick-fil-A:
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