Beginnings

I have been working with Habitat for Humanity for the last two years.

My Spring Junior Year I had to do a volunteer class, so I started volunteering at the local Habitat for Humanity and the Hospice of West Alabama. Both just needed a secretary, so I offered to help.

At Habitat I would do odd jobs including painting, organizing, and helping out with mail outs. After the Spring Semester they offered me a job working in their ReStore. I didn't even know that there was a store attached to the building! The ReStore is a store open to the public that sells construction items, home decor, appliances, all at half retail price. And 100% of the proceeds go to Habitat. It is a wonderful ministry.

I began working there as the cashier, and then they promoted me to the manager by August. I loved it. I have been working at the Tuscaloosa ReStore for two years and I have loved every inch of it.

We use to be located in a huge tin building on McFarland, but we recently moved to 15th Street near the practice football feild (behind Sharks Restaurant). We love it! But it is not very well seen from the road. So we need your help!

Tell people all over tuscaloosa about us and help us make the new store a success! Here is our info! Follow us on facebook and Twitter!!!

Habitat for Humanity of Tuscaloosa

620 14th St Suite F

Tuscaloosa, AL 35401

(205) 349-4620

Sarah Groves' "When The Saints"

This song is so inspiring that I have made it my personal theme song. :)

Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind
but your word has compelled me
when I think of all who've gone before me and lived the faithful life

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharohs court
I hear his call of freedom for the people of the Lord

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

I see the long quiet walk along the Underground Railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul
I see the young missionary and the end of the spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear
I see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights
I see the sisters standing by the lepers side
I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come and kicking down the door
I see the man of sorrows and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them