{ bUmbLE }

IMG_20170713_101635.jpgEven fools are thought wise if they keep silent, and discerning if they hold their tongues.

Proverbs 17:28

B etter to zip it

U nless it’s my turn & I have something       wise, kind or helpful to say…

M aybe the entire

B arrage of feelings and thoughts

L urking in my brain shouldn’t

E xit my mouth




{ Miraculous Marathon }

Legs are shaking
I am sick to my butterfly stomach
Thrills speed up my spine
This is it…..here we go
Plod on, breathe, press on
I am cheered on.
Plod on, breathe, press on
Progress marked
Can’t look up
I cannot….do….this
Annoying spectators. Irritating chatter.
I am going to die
Keep going
A l m o s t ….. t h e r e

There she is
My baby girl
It’s over
It was worth it

Word prompt: grit



{ Love Doesn’t Jangle }


L ove doesn’t jangle — noisily drawing         attention

O r pleasing & praising self…instead–

V olleying kindness toward others, it’s not rude, arrogant or resentful,

E ven when others offend.


from 1 Cor. 13.

Word prompt of the day: JANGLE

Photo: painted canvas “Love One Another” created by Yankee Belles Vintage Farm Store


{ Note to Self: How to Prevent Ruffled Feathers }


The word prompt of the day is QUILL…which makes me think of feathers….which makes me think of the phrase “ruffled feathers.”

Ruffled feathers defined:

“This is an idiom which means to become irritated, confused, agitated, or annoyed by someone.”

(Sometimes they are doing this purposefully, sometimes not.)

Sigh.  I get my feathers ruffled too easily. How to prevent this?

I already KNOW… but now I need to DO…by God’s grace.

Walk by the Spirit and all that.

Am I getting better at this after 25+ years as a regenerated person?

Sometimes I don’t know.

But after reading the Bible book of Proverbs many, many times, I saw Proverbs 12:16 for the “first time” the other day.  I want to remember this one.

A fool is quick-tempered,
    but a wise person stays calm when insulted. (NLT)

The vexation of a fool is known at once, but the prudent ignores an insult. (ESV)



{ Bde Maka Ska: my quick journey to acceptance }



One historic summer, I started a daily exercise routine: biking around the lake.

Lake Harriet and Lake Calhoun are like twin sisters, nestled in a lovely part of south Minneapolis.

After work, my brother and I would bike 1.8 miles to the nearest one– Lake Harriet– loop 2.99 miles around the lake, then home.

I grew to love the trip, the lakes, and the loss of ten pounds that summer.

Now I live 50 miles west of Minneapolis.  I rarely visit the lakes, so on a recent jaunt into the cities,  I was surprised when I noticed the sign showing the name change from Lake Calhoun to Bde Maka Ska. This is its original Dakota name and it means “White Earth Lake.”

Lake Calhoun was named after John C. Calhoun and apparently, his character was in question.

I rolled my eyes.

“Why do we have to be so politically correct?”

I stumbled through my made-up phonetic version of “Bde Maka Ska” and complained that it was hard to say.

My daughter was in the back seat and started digging to find facts about John C. Calhoun and why he was out of favor.

We found out:

  • Calhoun was a political figure through two presidential terms: Democrat senator, Secretary of War, and Vice President under Andrew Jackson.
  • The lake was named after him when he sent surveyors to map the area around Fort Snelling.
  • He actively advocated the benefits of slavery and Indian removal.

So, I pondered this.

Typically, I do not embrace change very quickly.

But why should I defend this deceased man and his right to have a lake named after him?

Although his values may have been the norm for many Southerners in the 1800’s, they are offensive to most people now.

Then, my daughter played the proper pronunciation of the Bde Maka Ska on her phone.

It sounds like “Bih—DAY – Makaska (rhymes with “Uh SAY, I’ll boss ya!).

Hearing its musical Native American name aloud put me over the edge.

I was converted.

But I have one request: please don’t find any dirt on Harriet Lovejoy, namesake of that other lake.

The one next to the beautiful Bde Maka Ska.

© Lisa M. Luciano