The night I was homeless
By Barkley Thompson
With nowhere else to sleep and the hunger pangs in my stomach increasing in intensity, I approached the door of the Rescue Mission with fear and trembling. I didn’t want to spend the night exposed to the elements in Elmwood Park, but I didn’t want to sleep at the Rescue Mission either. I’d heard stories about violence, drug use and other frightening behavior at the Mission. Even so, a meal, shower and bed were better than the alternatives.
After pausing to say a quick prayer, I opened the Rescue Mission’s door and entered a room crowded with other men upon whose faces were expressions ranging from frustration to drone-like stupefaction to (in my case) deer in headlamps.
Thompson is an Episcopal priest and is the rector of St. John’s Episcopal Church in downtown Roanoke.



Inspirational! Thank you for writing and sharing your experience.