Monday, October 17, 2011

Saturday at Pilot Mountain School

There's more to Pilot Mountain School than its past.

There is also a present and I was witness to it last Saturday.

The Pilot Mountain campus is also the work center for a business called Turning Point Services which provides in-home care and support to adult clients identified with developmental disabilities. Every year TPS sponsors a softball game. This year I dragged my lawn chair out of hibernation and plopped right down in the midst of proud families and cheering fans. It all began with a flag ceremony, followed by a choral presentation.

In this game, there were no outs. Everyone made it to first base and beyond. There were no losers, either. What a concept!

The game was held on the field behind the school where once upon a time children played marbles, where they played softball or football or jumprope, where past meets present. Now there is a walking track for these same clients to participate in community on a daily basis.

During a break in the action I walked around to the front of the school to photograph the fall leaves. The color in the higher Appalachians in western North Carolina was at its peak Saturday, but not here in the South Mountains. There were only a few red and yellow patches to tease leaf-peepers like me. I didn't find fall leaves but I wasn't at all disappointed. I found inspiration, not in nature, but in words.

In the front of the school is a two sided sign. The front side is for the world to see driving by on the highway. It announces the name of the school in huge bold letters. The back side, however, is more of a reminder to those who are inside the building looking out. Isaiah 40:31 the sign simply says. I looked it up and here's the full verse, NIV translation.

But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not be faint.

Those clients at Turning Point Services soared like eagles Saturday. They ran and their spirits never grew weary. They walked and never grew faint. They were renewed.

So was I.

Catch of the day,



  1. What a wonderful summary of Saturday. You sure know how to make this girl tear up! Thank you for being a part of our life and a love for the school and Turning Point consumers. God has truly blessed Tom and I with your friendship. Love you.

  2. Strange that something as simple as a ballgame can be such an inspiration. Thanks, Judy. I'm the fortunate one.

  3. Gretchen, those who read you are fortunate; those who know you are blessed.

  4. And I am blessed to have friends far and wide, near and dear. This project has given me a whole new take on being fortunate.