Chillemi Catz ~ what a feline frenzy

A LeeLee
LeeLee, momma cat of this colony.

 

Okay, okay, I admit it. Nike N. Chillemi is a notorious cat lady. So, there I said it. Yes, it’s true. I not only have five cats and a little doggie inside the house with me, but I also feed a colony of eight stray cats every morning. I believe God’s original plan has not changed. We, as stewards, are to make the space we occupy as closely as we can to resemble Eden.

 

Then the Lord God took the man and put him into the garden of Eden to cultivate it and keep it. ~ Genesis 2:15 [New American Standard Bible, NASB]

 

Seven of the eight cats are orange to some degree. That’s because LeeLee, the momma cat and queen-bee of the colony is an orange cat.

A Ooies
Dewey in the foreground, Hughie near the broom, LeeLee in the back.

 

The next generation of orange cats have ringed tails. For the longest time two came. Then one day, a third one arrived, and my mouth literally fell open. I wasn’t expecting three orange ring-tailed cats. So, they were named Hughie, Dewey, and Louie.

I always bring a broom out in case I have to sweep up. This is Florida and there can’t be little bits of food laying in front of my door in the heat.

A Louie

 

Tink (Tinkerbelle) is the third generation and is orange and white. Fiona (gray, on the left) isn’t an offspring of LeeLee’s. The colony accepted her and she comes for breakfast every morning. That’s Louie under the car. When the three orange ring-tailed cats come every morning, I’ve been known to say aloud, “Here come the Ooies.”

 

A Tonk
Tonk

Tonk is Tink’s brother and the last generation of orange cats. A vet tech lived in the condo complex and she had them all spayed and neutered. Spaying and neutering of animals is so important on so many levels. If more people spayed/neutered we would not have cat colonies.

My neighbor feeds them at night and she’s given them grand names like Heathcliff. So when they’re at Marlene’s door, they’re in Brit Box. When they’re at Nike’s door, they’re in Toontown.

A righteous man has regard for the life of his animal,
But even the compassion of the wicked is cruel. ~ [Proverbs 12:10, New American Standard Bible, NASB]

 

This is my sworn statement, and I’m sticking to my story.

Nike N. Chillemi

 

Deep Healing Prayer ~ during a pandemic

 

AA Bible

Rests upon peace with yourself and forgiveness.

Love and forgiveness, first of ourselves, is the foundation of soul healing and also physical healing. So many of us are fearful of contracting Corona Virus. Some have chronic diseases that make them vulnerable to C19. Others have already contracted the virus and are fighting it.

As believers, we fight more effectively when we are free of self-condemnation. Don’t let self-anger, self-loathing, self-pity, or any of the other selfies get in the way of healing.

Make a list. Make it as an act of prayer, submitting to Him. If there is anything we hold against ourselves, let’s write it down on paper, in detail, all of it. Be honest, what is that ‘thing/s’ we seldom talk about?  If writing this thing/s is extremely hard, make a cup of tea, put on some soft worship music, and then write…but write! As believers, we know God has not only forgiven us, He doesn’t hold that/those sin/s against us, and in fact He remembers it/them no more.

I, even am the one who wipes out your transgressions for My own sake, And I will not remember your sins. ~ Isaiah 43: 25 9 [New American Standard Bible, NASB] 

If God doesn’t want to be weighted down with our sins, it might be a good and healthy idea if we let go of them too. There is a spiritual principal here for health and healing. How can we fully come before the throne and worship God when we secretly harbor these self-condemning feelings? Let them go, For His own sake.

Make a prayerful, quality decision to let the self-condemnation go. A firm decision. Take communion over it. If we’re used to carrying this self-condemning burden, we might have to let it go more than once…in fact, numerous times if we’ve carried it for years. That’s okay. God’s not counting. He doesn’t even remember the sin/s.

Since God doesn’t even remember the sin/s, destroy the list. Rip it up with bare handed, or shred it. Remember, if feelings of self-condemnation for sin God has already forgiven come back…banish them, again and again until they cease and desist.

When we have let go of this burden, we can come before the throne of God refreshed, more joyous as we ask for continued renewing of our mind, healing of our soul (mind, will, and emotions), and physical healing.

10 ‘Do not fear, for I am with you;
Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you, surely I will help you,
Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’ ~ Isaiah 41:10 [New American Standard Bible, NASB]

 

 

Demonic Activity in the Earth ~ not even trying to hide

A Hooded Demon

 

Entire cultures have fallen under the power of the devil

In this day of intellectualism many feel they are much too learned to believe in demonic activity in human affairs. But as we watch, via television and video, horror has been unfolding first in the streets of Europe, Australia, and now in the United States. Many of us can see actual demonic activity. We can see with our own eyes there is a supernatural level of evil running rampant in the earth that has gripped individuals, and they are acting it out. This evil is not hiding. It has become brazen.

Your hand-to-hand combat is not with human beings, but with the highest principalities and authorities operating in rebellion under the heavenly realms. For they are a powerful class of demon-gods and evil spirits that hold this dark world in bondage. ~ Ephesians 6:12, The Passion Translation [TPT]

In my humble opinion, and I sincerely mean humble, as only an insane person would not be humble when speaking of and dealing with demonic oppression. So in my humble opinion, I believe blood bought, Bible believers (and include me) should do a lot less wringing of hands when they watch cities burn during a news broadcast. We should boldly talk back to the demonic spirits behind what is going on. Point at the TV, laptop screen and cast those demons out (where you have Biblical authority) in the name of Jesus. We certainly have Biblical authority in our own state, city/town where we are legal citizens. We have Biblical legal authority to cast the devil out of our own country…in the name of Jesus. And vote in November…or whatever date your country’s elections are on.

Even before you do that. Cast demonic activity out of your home, especially if you are head-of-household. Ask the Holy Spirit to guide you to any darkness lurking in your own home, your own life and cast it out. Do NOT do this under a spirit of condemnation. Self-condemnation is mini-self-murder. You are not fighting yourself or anyone else. You are wrestling with the powers of darkness…and you can win.

First – Thanksgiving. Thank the Father for all the blessings in your life. The people who love you. Go ahead and include your pets, for they are surely blessings. Your friends, job, the list goes on and on. It’s much more difficult for demonic attacks to take place in a house full of thanksgiving, joy, and laughter. If your are going through hell, keep on going, and going praising God and giving thanks.

Second – Forgive anyone for whom you hold a grudge, resentment, or malice. That doesn’t mean you turn you back on a dangerous person and go skipping through the tulips. Email and phone your elected officials, especially your local ones. Forgive them their mistakes but keep after them to do right. Assail them while maintaining your dignity. As stated above, first forgive yourself. If you are a believer, God has forgiven and forgotten your messes. So, why do you remember, rehearse the mistakes over and over? Let your negative past go. And then do as Jesus commanded. Forgive others as you forgive yourself.

Third – Get rid of any toxic possessions, objects, trinkets…the red toaster up on a shelf someone gave you as a housewarming gift even though they knew you had a brand new one, and your kitchen is white. The lovely gift that every time you look at it reminds you the giver thinks little of you. All believers should get rid of any object that is an occult symbol, or that you know was a possession of someone involved in occult practices.

Four – Any time you feel down, downtrodden, self-deprecating, hostile toward another, helpless about what is happening to your country. Turn on worship music, a video/audio of your favorite preacher, a Christian movie…or something that will make you smile, laugh out loud, and/or dance right there in your house. Don’t worry. Remember, your kids think your crazy anyhow.

 

 

Sweet Potato Soup ~ with apple

sweet pot soup

 

Simple and Healthy

 

I made Sweet Potato Soup Thursday. I’m having the second helping today and am enjoying it

1] peel, chop, boil 1 good sized sweet potato. When nearly soft, chop into chunks a good sized Gala apple with the skin on and add to the pot. When both potato and apple are very soft but not falling apart, drain.

2] Pour half of the mixture into a blender. I used a Ninja mixer. Add half of 2 cups of chicken broth (if it doesn’t have salt, add to taste). Add half a cup of plain yogurt, preferably Greek. Mix well.

3]Pour into a large bowl or pot and set aside. Then repeat the process. Place remaining potato/apple mixture in the blender,  the remaining 1 C of broth, another 1/2 C plain yogurt, and wiz.

4]Pour this into the bowl with the other half of the soup. Add boiling hot water to obtain the consistency you desire. Mix well with a large spoon, careful not to splatter it out of the bowl. Eat what you want and refrigerate the rest for later in the week. I have not tried to freeze this because I eat it right up.

Go then, eat your bread in happiness and drink your wine with a cheerful heart; for God has already approved your works. ~ Ecclesiastes 9:7, New American Standard Bible [NASB]

KNEE DEEP ~ in the 23rd Psalm


A path sunny

The Living-Word jumped out at me in a way I’d not seen before.

The 23rd Psalm has been my go-to for perhaps twenty-five years. That would be since I was saved. In that time, I’ve always thought ‘paths of righteousness’ would look something like this lovely photo. I thought those paths would have been put there by God for me to follow and they’d have sunlight and birds singing.

Today the words ‘paths of righteousness’ jumped out at me in a new way. They became living words, or rhama words. That is specific words from the Lord that sort of explode in a person’s consciousness and have special meaning. This is something that can happen to any believer, every believer. I think it most often happens during private devotions when reading and meditating in Holy Scripture, or some other devotional literature, or when deeply listening to worship music.

A path trees

Today I saw ‘paths of righteousness’ as paths other Christians have walked, perhaps even blazed…and I have followed in those paths where these righteous brothers and sisters have trodden. They may not always be bucolic paths where songbirds flit here and there filling the air with their song. Those paths could have hills, bumps, ruts, places where stalwart believers stumbled and got up again, places where the enemy lay in wait.

I got saved during a time of conflict in my husband’s family. Neither he nor I came from an idyllic Christian home where hymns were sung and where family members prayed together. This particular Sunday there was a huge and tumultuous family commotion, mostly in the kitchen. People had been running in and out of the house. Voices had been raised. I retreated to the living room to get away from it, started surfing channels, and found Gloria Copeland. She was smart, obviously extremely well versed in the Bible, and she didn’t have big hair. At the end of the program, I put my hands on the television and gave my life to the Lord. That was twenty-five years ago.

So, this morning, I’m thinking who blazed those paths for me? At that time, I didn’t know anything about Christian churches. I kept watching Christian TV and came under Kenneth Copeland Ministries. Kenneth and Gloria have had the greatest influence upon me in my walk with God. They are my parents in the faith. I soon bumped into a local woman who was under their ministry. Lillian and I began sharing cassette and video tapes (the dark-ages of audio and video). I’d go to her house and she’d come to mine, and we’d be so excited about the Lord.

Very soon, I learned that Oral Roberts was Kenneth’s father in the faith and I began listening to Oral Robert’s Ministry teachings. Of course the prime message at ORM is “God is a good.” And Oral always said, “Something good is going to happen to you today.” I took a course in the Holy Spirit from ORM and received a certificate. In those days, they sent you the lessons by snail mail. You returned your answers by mail, and they sent the corrected lesions back to you. Well, we’re talking 24-25 years ago. So, Oral Roberts became my grandfather in the faith.

I wish I could say there was a local minister/ministry, in that time, that blazed a path for me, but I can’t. I lived in an area where almost all of the charismatic churches had had church-splits and none of them had recovered from that. So, Christian television became my lifeline.  I met another woman who believed the Word as I did and Theresa and I also began sharing and praying together. She and I became volunteers in the Protestant Chaplain’s Office at the local Veteran’s Hospital and attended Sunday services there. We also attended a weekly Bible study and a weekly prayer group there.

Back to trail blazers. I soon found Joyce Meyer, who to me is the Mother of Independent Women of Faith. I particularly liked her practical preaching because she didn’t come from a wonderfully serene Christian home. She came from a nonChristian home with turmoil. I said, okay, I can relate to that.  I was then, and still am now, the only member of my immediate family and almost the only member of my large extended family who knows the Lord. My cousin and his wife on the other side of the county are believing Christians, and I am in contact with them electronically.

Today, I live in northeast coastal Florida where I attend Destiny Church. I’m waiting for the church to reopen from Covid 19. I so want to “do church” again.

Who are your spiritual fathers and mothers in the faith? Whose footsteps have you followed? Who has helped to shape your faith?

Psalm 23 ~ my go to

A war room

Table Service

Psalm 23 has been my Scripture since I was saved. However, in the last month it has become a ‘super-Scripture’ to me. I usually read it aloud every morning.
I’ve had the awareness before that the ‘table’ He prepares before my enemies was a table for two (me and the Holy Spirit). In the past, I’ve seen it as a banquet. Holy Spirit and I are relaxing and dining in the presence of my enemies (spiritual enemies).
Today I saw it differently. It’s still a table for two, Holy Spirit and me. However, now it’s a ‘war table’ where battle plans are drawn up and later executed. The Holy Spirit is the commanding general.  The battle is the Lord’s. My job is to stand in faith, to stand on Scripture. And, the enemies are still spiritual enemies, wicked spirits.  Praise the Lord for this personal revelation at this time in my life. God is good.

Memorial Day ~ when we’ve been attacked on our soil

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Honoring the brave men and women in the American Armed Forces…and…

Whether the Corona Virus was designed to be a biological weapon and just got away from the Chinese Communist Party or not, in the aftermath they used it as if it were a weapon. They threatened the United States of America with the possibility of withholding our medicines which are manufactured in China.

This year, 2020, I honor those who have died in the line of duty in every branch of the US Armed Forces: The Army, the Navy, the Marines, the Air Force, and the Coast Guard. I especially want to remember those sailors and medical personnel on the two Navy hospital ships. I want to remember the Army that built entire hospitals in a matter of weeks. Hopefully none of them died of Covid19, but if they did, they were there for us, as they always are and I honor their sacrifice.

I also honor those working round clock in hospitals, nursing homes, and other medical facilities who lost their lives fighting Covid19. I honor those in meat and other processing plants who lost their lives, cashiers and stock clerks in supermarkets and drug stores, and other necessary markets. Yes, also dollar stores. Truck drivers and delivery personnel who lost their lives due to Covid19 so that the rest of us could continue living, though living was restricted. I think of them all as first responders, those on the front lines who perished. Maybe they are the New Minute Men/Women, resisting a deadly virus sent to our shores by a foreign power, an enemy. This year it’s been a different kind of Memorial Day for me.

A Navy Hosp Ship