Gen Z (1996 – 2010)
Embracing the Community: Ashley’s journey at the Rescue Mission is a testament to the power of community and compassion. Ashley (not pictured) first visited the Rescue Mission with her uncle when he came to receive groceries from the Food Distribution Center. (We distribute groceries to the public four days a week, which is possible because of your generosity.) Ashley quickly embraced the community, saying,
“There’s more love, help, and generosity here than I’ve ever seen.”
From Recipient to Volunteer: Ashley’s gratitude led her back, not as a recipient, but as a giver. She became a regular volunteer at Rescued Treasures, the Mission’s clothing center. There, she learned patience—the kind that comes from understanding the struggles of others. She discovered her voice, learning to say “no” when necessary, and in doing so, she found empowerment.
A Sense of Purpose: Ashley found purpose in organizing clothes and assisting fellow community members. She realized that her actions mattered and that her presence made a difference. The Mission became more than a place; it became her mission—where she belonged, where her efforts were valued, and where she could contribute to something greater.
Millennials (1977 – 1995)
A Prayer Answered: Maria, a graduate student in culinary school, sought a place where she could put her love for food preparation to meaningful use. She turned to prayer, asking for guidance. The day after her prayer, she read about Frederick Rescue Mission online. Maria wasted no time; she reached out to Carolyn Chandler, the Mission’s Volunteer Manager. She now volunteers in our kitchen four days a week, doing what she loves.
“I am impressed by how much respect employees and volunteers show for the community we serve. Everyone makes sure the guests don’t feel insecure; it’s a very welcoming place.”
An Integral Member: Maria has grown to consider the Mission community family. “I’ve learned here that it’s OK to ask for help and depend on others. When people really care, they are available.”
Gen X (1965 – 1976)
A Purposeful Team: Twice a week, Elaine and her team of individuals with developmental disabilities from the Scott Key Center volunteer at the Mission, ready to make a difference. They sort through clothes in Rescued Treasures, and they meticulously wrap cutlery for the cafeteria. They also serve food at special events.
Last December, Elaine’s team embarked on a heartwarming mission: collecting over 1,000 new socks for donation. Elaine wants to involve her team in the community as much as possible.
Belonging: The crew from the Scott Key Center has become part of the Mission family. Elaine says,
“I was surprised at how kind and accepting everyone is here. We have not always gotten that kind of reception elsewhere.”
Boomers (1946 – 1964)
A Shared Ministry: Barbara and her husband were partners in faith and service. They were both ordained and taught in the Mission’s Changed Life Recovery Program. God had delivered Barbara’s husband from alcoholism years before, so they had a special connection to the program’s residents.
A Painful Pause: Barbara stopped serving at the Mission when her husband fell ill, and in time, he departed this life. But even in grief, she knew that service wasn’t over. She had to learn to serve God without her partner.
God’s Peace in the Dining Hall: Today, Barbara serves in the Mission’s dining hall. God’s peace radiates from her—a quiet strength that touches every soul she encounters.
Names and Humanity: Barbara sits with lunch guests, and her eyes are kind and attentive. She makes an effort to remember each person’s name she sits with. “They’re human beings with names, and I call them by their names.
“I might have only one opportunity to let them know that someone cares.”
Barbara carries her husband’s legacy—their shared ministry—within her. And as she leans in to listen, she becomes a vessel of God’s care.
All of this is possible because of your kindness. We are profoundly grateful for our volunteers and supporters who facilitate the programs that enable them to serve.
