Hilltops and a Valley of Vision

Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly, Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision, where I live in the depths but see Thee in the heights....Let me learn by paradox that the way down is the way up,...that the broken heart is a healed heart, that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,that the repenting soul is the victorious soul, that to have nothing is to possess all, that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,...that the valley is the place of vision. -- Puritan prayer

Sunday, July 17, 2011

the Mount Everest of Grilling

Miss Hannah Kate woke Rodney early on the 4th of July so that he could start our 4th of July dinner. 12.5 hours later - after much smoking, tending, and grilling TLC - we enjoyed our first grilled brisket. Someday, we'll bring our new found southern traditions up north to share with our Midwestern family and friends. They are delicious!