Every time I think of word homeless, I imagine a person who has no home and nowhere to go. But the truth of the matter is there is so much more to it than just that. On Tuesday in my photography class we had speakers of the homeless come talk to our class about the experiences they go through on a daily basis and explain how they got there. Some the speakers themselves were once homeless. So they know and gave us stories of what being homeless was like.
One the speakers told us about his experience about how he became homeless. He told us he had grown up in a strict and very religious household so when he was of age he took his opportunity to go out and explore the world. He worked as a roofer and through that and his former coworkers he got into drugs. Eventually he lost his job but he felt he needed to support his drug habit so he got into theft. When the police caught up with him he was in and out of jail. Then one day when he was out of jail he had run into a friend who took him to rehab. For him the rehab had worked and through the program he was able to find work. He had found himself a job and is now living a clean life and couldn’t be happier.
In hearing these stories I learned that when you’re homeless it’s not necessarily a choice. Some people could end up in string of bad luck like drugs or alcohol with no one to turn to. But when you hit rock bottom that’s when God could shine a light on you in the form of a total stranger. Its not always guaranteed to work but more often than not it’s a beginning.
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