By Rebekah Graydon
The first Sunday after Glendo Hamilton moved into her new Habitat house in Jacksonville, she got up early—about 6:30 a.m.—made a cup of coffee and sat on the couch. She had just started thanking God for her blessings when she suddenly heard a beautiful bird she had never heard before. “It was like the Lord was saying, ‘Everything’s fine,’” she says.
“I was looking at the walls and thinking, ‘I know what the inside of those walls looks like.’ That’s what I see when I see those walls. I see what it took to get to this point.”
It’s been a long road to homeownership for Hamilton. Four years ago, she found herself homeless as “everything just fell in” under the weight of illness and stress. Friends in her church, St. Paul’s United Methodist, helped her get back on her feet, and when they found out she had been approved for a Habitat house, they asked HabiJax executive director Frank Barker if they could sponsor it.
To avoid aggravating old injuries from a car accident, Hamilton completed her sweat-equity hours in the HabiJax office by answering phones, filing and working on mailings.
“HabiJax worked with me to get my hours,” she says. “It took a year and half, but I got there. And that just goes to prove anybody can do it.”
Continues Hamilton, “I’m going to live the rest of my life in a wonderful home. From this point on, it’s all up.”