Suddenly, an unexpected wave of shame flooded through me—why couldn’t I just leave it the fuck alone? I had culture, experience, travel, stylish boots on my feet, and interesting books in my bag, but I was mean and judgmental. I couldn’t even let someone pray without scoffing at them. Then I remembered what Bud had said about how to worship…. And here it was, right in front of me in this carpeted living room in my hometown: the utmost sincerity.
