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Finding Holiness Beyond Houston’s Scores of Sacred Spaces

We’d made a connection across tables, generations, tongues, our own tiny blip of transcendence. Holiness in the noodle bar.

This is Bayou Diaries, a column by Bryan Washington on his life and history in diverse, expansive Houston.

When I said I didn’t have dressy clothes, he told me that didn’t matter. When I said I hadn’t been to church in ages, he said this was the time to start. When I said it’d be at least a little bit strange, wouldn’t it, bringing your literally shunned boyfriend to your literal family’s literal congregation, my ex told me he wasn’t an idiot, of course he understood, but here he was making a genuine effort. And also he’d pay for breakfast.