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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lembrando que recentemente&amp;nbsp;postei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com/2011/10/minha-homenagem-ao-dia-do-pastor.html" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que criei para o dia do pastor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Esta semana minha irmã, mexendo nas coisas da minha mãe (coisa feia, rsrs) encontrou mais uma das minhas e me enviou por e-mail. Eu me lembro dela porque foi feita em um combate interior. Eu tinha um namorado (meu primeiro&amp;nbsp;namorado) muito ausente, e eu estava sentindo falta dele, mas eu dizia pra mim mesma que ser humano nenhum merecia que eu sentisse tanta falta, ser humano nenhum merecia deixar um vazio dentro de mim, então escrevi sobre como acabar com a saudade permanente!! Poxa, acho bonitinhas minhas poesias... rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Curtam essa aí&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;SAUDADE PERMANENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By Léia Cidreira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;07/1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aPUHhvamqo/Tr67zbBgQ8I/AAAAAAAAAto/WqpGsQd4hds/s1600/saudade+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aPUHhvamqo/Tr67zbBgQ8I/AAAAAAAAAto/WqpGsQd4hds/s320/saudade+%25281%2529.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Saudades,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;como se pode definir?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se cada vez que se sente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;é de um jeito diferente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tem saudade de amor,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tem saudade de parente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tem saudade que aparece de repente!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Só existe para mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;uma saudade permanente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que é a saudade que se sente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;quando ninguém nota a gente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e parece impossível&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;continuar sendo vivente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O vazio que aparece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;dentro de cada pessoa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;é saudade permanente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;de quem vive sempre a toa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tentando encher de gente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o que falta em toda gente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A saudade permanente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;deixa de ser permanente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;quando enche esse vazio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;com o ser Onipotente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que é Sublime e Tremendo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e que ama toda gente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e quer entrar no coração,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;pra acabar om a saudade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;a saudade permanente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-2974187406929358486?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ando meio sem forças, sem saber que rumos tomar, sem saber como caminhar, sem saber.... Então me lembrei, meu Deus é um Deus forte, e mais do que um Deus forte, Ele é um Deus que fortalece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Resolvi que antes de prosseguir meu dia, eu iria ouvir um pouco do meu DVD Salmos e parei logo na primeira música, que faz referência ao salmo 63, "os meus lábios Te louvam".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parei e conversei com meu Deus, porque eu me lembro quais são&amp;nbsp;os melhores caminhos para conseguir forças, e não é&amp;nbsp;malhando, ou aprendendo alguma arte marcial que vou conseguir, não, mas basta contemplá-LO. Só em olhar para força do nosso Pai podemos sentir Sua glória e nos encher do Seu poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Ó Deus, Tu és o meu Deus forte, e tal qual Davi, meu anseio é que eu consiga buscá-lo ansiosamente momento após momento, é verdade que&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; minh'alma está sedenta&lt;/span&gt; como a terra árida, exausta e sem água...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;me ajude Senhor a contemplá-lO&lt;/span&gt; cada dia, a buscar Tua presença, a estar no Teu santuário. Eu sei que a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tua graça é melhor do que a vida&lt;/span&gt;, por isso hoje, mais uma vez acordei para Te louvar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não Te peço que me dês Tua força, mas que fortaleça meus dias com o Teu poder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu Te amo! Muito Obrigada por ser o meu Deus Forte!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Amém"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Pastor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By Léia Cidreira&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;03/1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbz8y9pPuE/TqIHfeqdgFI/AAAAAAAAAtM/k1A4VjhODM4/s1600/bpastor+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbz8y9pPuE/TqIHfeqdgFI/AAAAAAAAAtM/k1A4VjhODM4/s320/bpastor+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Pastor,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de saber...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de saber...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é se dividir em tantos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;resolver tantos problemas,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;problemas de ovelhas que são tão diferentes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;problemas de um adulto e de uma criança?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de saber...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é ser pastor?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é estar disponível para todos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o tempo todo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de saber...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é visitar, ajudar, resolver?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é cuidar, orar, abençoar?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é fazer tudo isso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e ainda agüentar ovelhas mesquinhas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que dizem que não fazes nada?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe, às vezes acho que és extraterreno,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que não és deste mundo. (e não é)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ser marido, pai e pastor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não deve ser fácil,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;se desdobrar em mil e ainda ser pouco.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de saber...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como é ser pastor?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas, sei que não vou conseguir entender.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então, como és também meu pastor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;gostaria de pedir que faças algo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;além do que já fazes, que é muito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de pedir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Sua benção, pastor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000cc; font-family: 'Book Antiqua', serif; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-2736328747775742058?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Do nascente ao poente seja então louvado o nome do Senhor&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Exaltado acima das nações tem a Sua glória acima deste céu&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quem é como o Senhor? Quem é como Deus?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ele reina em Seu trono nas alturas, Ele reina acima deste céu.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mais se inclina para contemplar o que acontece bem aqui na terra,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mas se inclina para contemplar o que acontece bem aqui no meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Deus do pó levanta quem caiu e faz o pobre se assentar com&amp;nbsp;príncipes,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cura a mulher estéril, dela faz alegre mãe de filhos&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quem é como o Senhor? Quem é como Deus?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ele reina em Seu trono nas alturas, Ele reina acima deste céu.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mais se inclina para contemplar o que acontece bem aqui na terra,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mas se inclina para contemplar o que acontece bem aqui no meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pense comigo: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Quem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; é como o Senhor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Quem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;é como Deus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A palavra de Deus fala de um Deus "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;inacreditável&lt;/span&gt;", um Deus que é o Rei, Dono, Criador, e tantos outros adjetivos de posse e poder quantos você puder encontrar são características dEle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda assim Ele se humilhou, e parafraseando&amp;nbsp;Isaías&amp;nbsp;53.4-7 posso afirmar que "verdadeiramente Ele levou sobre Si as minhas enfermidades, e as minhas dores levou sobre Si; e eu O reputava por aflito, ferido de Deus, e oprimido. Mas Ele ferido pelas minhas&amp;nbsp;transgressões, e moído pelas minha iniquidades, o castigo que me traz a paz estava sobre Ele e por Suas pisaduras eu fui sarada. Eu&amp;nbsp;andava&amp;nbsp;desgarrada como ovelha que não tem pastor, seguia por meu próprio caminho, mas o Senhor fez cair sobre Cristo a a minha iniquidade. Então, Ele (o meu Deus) foi oprimido, mas não abriu a Sua boca, como um cordeiro foi levado ao matadouro, e como uma ovelha muda perante seus tosquiadores, Ele não abriu a a Sua boca."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;impossível&lt;/span&gt;" pensar que Deus tenha morrido por mim, &amp;nbsp;tendo tanto poder, e saber ainda que&amp;nbsp;Ele se inclina par contemplar o que acontece comigo, se importa com cada movimento meu e ainda trabalha para mim! É, Ele trabalha para mim! Está escrito lá em Isaías 64.4, e faço das palavras de Isaías as minhas palavras: "Porque desde a antiguidade não se ouviu, nem com ouvidos se percebeu, nem com olhos se viu um Deus além de Ti, que trabalhe para aquele que nEle espera''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como não confiar em um Deus tão grande, que faz maravilhas por mim, que me sustém em todos os momentos, que me dá forças que sozinha eu não teria, que me guia, me orienta e ainda me carrega no colo quando eu não consigo mais caminhar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"E irão vagabundos de um mar até o outro mar, e do norte até o oriente, correrão por toda a parte, buscando a palavra do Senhor, e não a acharão"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Já ouvi dizer sobre este texto que sua interpretação seria literal e que as bíblias seriam retiradas e ninguém poderia lê-las, hoje sei que esse é um fato impossível, a&amp;nbsp;bíblia&amp;nbsp;jamais será tirada, porém o inimigo pode utilizar de subterfúgios para "tirá-la", sem retira-la. Tenho alguns pensamentos sobre o assunto, &amp;nbsp;mas não sei exatamente como ele poderia fazê-lo, mas uma coisa eu entendo... entendo o porque Deus constantemente pede que guardemos Sua palavra no coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E estas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;s, que hoje te orde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, estarão no teu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Deuteronômio&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;6.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Ponde, pois, estas minhas&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;vosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;e na vossa alma, e atai-as por sinal na vossa mão, para que estejam por frontais entre os vossos olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Deuteronômio&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;11.18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Aceita, peço-te, a lei da sua boca, e põe as suas&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;teu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jó 22.22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;de Cristo habite em vós abundantemente...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Colossenses 3.16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A palavra de Deus deve estar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;intrínseca&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;em nosso coração, devemos pensar como o salmista que diz:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Escondi a tua&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;meu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, para eu não pecar contra ti.&lt;/span&gt; Salmo 119.105&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A palavra de Deus no livro, não tem valor algum. A palavra de Deus só tem valor quando ela sai de dentro da bíblia e ecoa aos quatro ventos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Poder da palavra está em conhecê-la e entender a importância de divulga-la. É uma boa notícia, que de tão boa não pode ser guardada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como o pastor @udolcy disse estes dias na semana de oração. "-Como eu posso receber uma carta da minha namorada que não vejo a algum tempo e ter que esperar a aula acabar para poder lê-la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A boa notícia é&amp;nbsp;impossível&amp;nbsp;de ser guardada e nós que conhecemos a palavra de Deus temos a melhor de todas as notícias, a noticia de que&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; essa vida de sofrimento é um intervalo &lt;/span&gt;na eternidade que Deus tem para nós, então anunciemos aos quatro ventos que este intervalo está perto de acabar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E como postou minha amiga&amp;nbsp;@julijessi &amp;nbsp;tenho para você uma ótima notícia e uma má notícia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A má notícia é que&amp;nbsp;ainda&amp;nbsp;estamos sofrendo aqui e a ótima&amp;nbsp;notícia&amp;nbsp;é que Jesus está voltando para nos buscar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bOsOYaYjqs/Tn1LrBovHPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/SCpokNEogvg/s1600/pes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bOsOYaYjqs/Tn1LrBovHPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/SCpokNEogvg/s1600/pes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quão formosos são, sobre os montes, os pés do que anuncia as boas novas, que faz ouvir a paz, do que anuncia o bem, que faz ouvir a salvação, do que diz a Sião: O teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibliaonline.net/dicionario/?acao=pesquisar&amp;amp;procurar=deus&amp;amp;exata=on&amp;amp;link=bol&amp;amp;lang=pt-BR" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;reina!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Isaías&amp;nbsp;52.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-3745259526496098316?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Esse é pra assistir em casa, pra ter tempo e pretar atenção!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Este DVD apresenta músicas que tem elevado meus dias a momentos de comunhão sincera com Deus. Justamente por isso, vou postar aqui um resumo do que o DVD apresenta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretendo falar um pouco especificamente sobre cada canção semanalmente, será meu momento de descanso do TCC, mas por hoje será apenas um pequeno grande resumo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você faz parte de alguma equipe de  louvor de qualquer igreja, recomendo este DVD, pois apresenta  excelentes músicas para este momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para começar o resumo, quero falar que o DVD musicaliza 11 dos mais lindos trechos da Bíblia. São textos do livro de Salmos que tocam profundamente o meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para começar temos a incitação ao louvor com o Salmo 63, onde o salmista faz a bela declaração: "-Ó Deus, Tu és o meu Deus forte, eu Te busco ansiosamente!" E o que há de melhor neste mundo do que buscar ansiosamente a Deus? O título da canção é &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Os meus lábios te louvam"&lt;/span&gt; e realmente é o que nos leva a fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Temos então a representação do Salmo 91, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Esconderijo"&lt;/span&gt;, que diz que aquele que habita no esconderijo do Altíssimo e descansa a sombra do Onipotente diz ao Senhor: -"Meu refúgio, fortaleza, o Deus em quem sempre confio!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Podemos ouvir então o Salmo 51 &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Coração Puro"&lt;/span&gt;, onde o salmista clama a Deus por perdão, por misericórdia e diz: "Cria em mim, ó Deus um coração que é puro e renova dentro de mim um espírito inabalável!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chegamos ao Salmo 32, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Confissão"&lt;/span&gt;, onde Davi diz como é bom sentir-se perdoado por Deus. Davi apresenta neste Salmo a comparação de como era sua vida enquanto se calou-se em relação aos seus pecados e como passou a sentir-se quando os confessou a Deus. Perdão, a melhor sensação que se pode ter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Podemos ouvir em seguida a música que se refere ao verso 105 do Salmo 119, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Lâmpada para os meus pés"&lt;/span&gt;, que fala deste maravilhoso livro que traz os meus conceitos e princípios, a Bíblia, a palavra que ilumina o meu caminho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Então vem uma música que é a minha cara, é puro regozijo,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "Aleluia"&lt;/span&gt;, Salmo 149, que tem um "Q" bem alegre de música judaica que traz Aleluias cantadas com toda a alegria d'alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ele reina"&lt;/span&gt;, é o título dado ao Salmo 113, que declara que o nome de Deus deve ser louvado desde o nascer do sol, até o entardecer, pois afinal: "Quem é como o Senhor? Quem é como Deus?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No Salmo 3 podemos ver como Davi coloca-se nas mãos de Deus, mesmo diante dos seus inimigos e clama: "Levanta-Te Senhor e salva-me e livra-me". O título da música é &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Escudo"&lt;/span&gt; e nela vemos Davi dizendo como ele confia em Deus como seu escudo e como ele dorme facilmente mesmo cercado por milhares, pois ele sabe que quem o sustém é Deus e ele conhece os milagres que Deus é capaz de realizar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O próximo Salmo é o 16,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "A Tua direita"&lt;/span&gt;, aquele em que Davi declara que não tem outro bem além de Deus e como sempre podemos encontrar alegria ao lado de Deus, pois é um "eterno prazer à Tua direita".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Então ouvimos a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Nova canção"&lt;/span&gt;, Salmo 49, que nos estimula a esperar confiadamente no Senhor. O salmista diz que clamou e o Senhor o ouviu, que o Senhor se inclinou até ele, livrou-o da lama e colocou em seus lábios uma nova canção, e declara:&amp;nbsp; "-Maravilhas em mim operou, tantos planos pra mim preparou, nem dá pra contar". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E para concluir essa maravilhosa seleção temos o Salmo 24, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Casa do Senhor"&lt;/span&gt;, onde Davi declara que quer morar na casa do Senhor, "todos os dias em que puder viver e contemplar Sua beleza". E realmente não há nada melhor do que estar na casa do Senhor diariamente, pois ainda que passemos por dificuldades, lá sempre teremos abrigo e teremos o mais sincero amor que só Deus pode nos dedicar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este é meu resumo do DVD Salmos. Quero dizer a você, como é bom "salmodiar", como é bom louvar a Deus, como é bom sentir Seu amor, Seu carinho, Seu cuidado, e saber que da mesma maneira que agiu com Davi age comigo, e que o mesmo louvor que havia nos lábios de Davi pode também haver nos meus lábios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deus nos ama como ninguém jamais nos amará, sem preconceitos, sem arrependimento, sem malícia, Ele nos ama por nosso simples existir e nos convida a louva-lO em todos os momentos de nossa vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-7840114413699499583?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que é necessário para ser secretária? Como ser secretária?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As leis que regulamentam a profissão de secretariado (7.377 de 30/09/85 e 9.2961 de 11/01/96) asseguram o direito ao exercício da profissão conforme segue (grifo nosso):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lei 7.377, de 30.09.85 e Lei 9.261, de 10.01.96&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dispõe sobre o exercício da profissão de Secretária e dá outras providências &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O Presidente da República,&lt;br /&gt;
Faço saber que o Congresso Nacional decreta e eu sanciono a seguinte Lei: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Artigo 1º&lt;/b&gt; - O exercício da profissão de secretário é regulado pela presente Lei. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Artigo 2º&lt;/b&gt; - Para os efeitos desta Lei, é considerado:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I - SECRETÁRIO EXECUTIVO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;a) &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;O profissional diplomado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no Brasil &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;por curso superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; de Secretariado,  reconhecido na forma da Lei, ou diplomado no exterior por curso de  secretariado, cujo diploma seja revalidado no Brasil, na forma da Lei.&lt;br /&gt;
b) &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;portador de qualquer diploma de nível superior que, na data de início  da vigência desta Lei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;houver comprovado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, através de declarações de  empregadores, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o exercício &lt;b&gt;efetivo, durante pelo menos trinta e seis  meses&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; das atribuições mencionadas no Artigo 4º desta Lei (Red. Lei  9.261 - D.O.U. 11.01.96). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;II -&lt;b&gt; TÉCNICO EM SECRETARIADO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a) O profissional &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;portador de certificado de conclusão de curso de secretariado em nível de 2º grau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
b) &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; O portador de certificado&lt;/b&gt; d&lt;/span&gt;e conclusão do&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;2º grau que, na data de  vigência desta Lei, houver comprovado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; através de declarações de  empregadores, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; exercício efetivo, durante pelo menos trinta e seis  meses,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; das atribuições mencionadas no Artigo 5º desta Lei (Red. Lei  9.261 - D.O.U. 11.01.96). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Artigo 3º&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É  assegurado o direito &lt;/b&gt;ao exercício da profissão &lt;b&gt;aos que, embora não  habilitados&lt;/b&gt; nos termos do Artigo anterior&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;contem&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelo menos cinco anos  ininterruptos ou dez intercalados&lt;/span&gt; de exercício de atividades próprias de  secretaria, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;na data de vigência desta Lei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Red. Lei 9.261 - D.O.U.  11.01.96). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82OX-We_xYc/TkwDIS7LFEI/AAAAAAAAApE/mRugObIi3VI/s1600/682_secretaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82OX-We_xYc/TkwDIS7LFEI/AAAAAAAAApE/mRugObIi3VI/s200/682_secretaria.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Então, se você não se enquadra em nenhum dos termos citados na lei e está com o registro em sua carteira profissional como secretária, você esta exercendo a profissão em não conformidade com a legislação vigente, e provavelmente ocupando a vaga de alguém que tenha assegurado o direito de assumi-la.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eu não sei exatamente em que implica o exercício da profissão em não conformidade com a lei, mas se desejarem saber posso pesquisar e postar posteriormente. Estou pensando em fazer um post falando sobre como adquirir o SRTE, o que é bem simples pra quem estudou, e requer alguma documentação a mais para as exceções. Mas só vou postar sobre isso se perceber que houve interesse por parte dos leitores.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que me levou mesmo a escrever este post não foram aquelas que exercem a função fora dos parâmetros legais, na verdade esses me incomodam, mas não muito. Gostaria mesmo de falar sobre o novo modismo do ramo de trabalhadores domésticos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Quando a carteira profissional de qualquer pessoa é assinada, ela é assinada por um empregador, o que querendo ou não faz dele um empregado, seja empregado de marketing, empregado de administração, empregado executivo, empregado de secretariado ou empregado doméstico.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A questão é que hoje em dia as empregadas domésticas não querem ser chamadas assim e ai surgiu a "genial" idéia, não sei de quem, de chamá-las de secretárias (pode?)... Eu até admito chamá-las de funcionárias (poque elas o são), mas chamá-las de secretarias não é correto.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Não é para desmerecer ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;
Eu não peço que me chamem de contadora se estou me preparando para ser administradora, (também acho um absurdo empresas que tratam administradores que trabalham na contabilidade como auxiliar contabil, que também é uma profissão regulamentada e que requer muito estudo específico). Eu posso ser uma administradora mas&amp;nbsp; jamais serei contadora, jamais jornalista, jamais publicitária, a menos que eu estude para tal, ainda que seja assim o registro em minha carteira profissional.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então, quero registrar aqui minha indignação, e deixar um recado aos mais esclarecidos para que conscientisem suas empregadas domésticas de que não é ofensa ser chamada assim, e que não as chamem de secretarias. Por favor, se não querem chamá-las de empregadas, chamem-as de funcionárias, mas secretárias não.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Já passei por situações em que ao disser ser secretária e olharam para mim e disseram: - Você secretária? Está estudando tanto para limpar casas?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então gente: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Secretária, não! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Empregada Doméstica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-6086125305461264933?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Samuel 2:30&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pra você que leu o post de&lt;span id="goog_316974067"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com/2011/08/mudando-de-opiniao.html"&gt;ontem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_316974068"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; onde Wasthi, participante da Casa da Ana Hickimann, desistiu de participar do programa por dar maior valor a seus princípios e seus compromissos com Deus do que ao sucesso profissional. Aqui vai o desfecho do testemunho de Wasthi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ontem (14/08) no palco do programa Ana perguntou a Wasthi se ela estava arrependida da decisão que tinha tomado e mais uma vez Wasthi testemunhou. Ela disse que a decisão que tomou foi muito firme e certa do que era melhor, portanto não tinha do que se arrepender. Então Ana fez a ela o convite que está aí no vídeo, assistam e vejam que a quem O Honra Ele Honra!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje vou postar um testemunho que me emociona por representar o que acredito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wasthi, a participante da Casa da Ana Hickmann que abandonou o programa porque alega:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "Eu sou capaz de fazer tudo, menos passar por cima dos meus princípios que são mais fortes do que qualquer outra coisa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" style="font-size: large;" title="(6/7) Casa da Ana Hickmann - Episódio 1 (Domingo 14/08/2011)"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Parabéns Wasthi, tenha certeza que:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por maiores que sejam os seus sonhos, &lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;o sonho de Deus é maior!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-500952740785707989?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pois é, hoje faz 10 anos que assinamos o contrato de sociedade e pense numa sociedade boa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo começou com um bate papo na internet, um namoro virtual, muita conta telefônica interurbana com o detalhe é que naquela época não existia internet banda larga e muito menos Tim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Namoramos um tempo, nos conhecemos e acabamos nos casando (eu quem pedi!). Isso tudo levou mais ou menos 1 ano e 2 meses, com muito conversa via ICQ e telefone e quatro encontros presenciais, rsrsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje quero declarar mais uma vez que não há marido como o meu, e eu o amo de todo meu coração, juntos ao lado de Deus, seremos sempre felizes, apesar das dificuldades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ESVTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yXJ7LE1AOMI/TkQBndxTAgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Jy1OfvFiEEo/s1600/10+anos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yXJ7LE1AOMI/TkQBndxTAgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Jy1OfvFiEEo/s640/10+anos.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #660000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...Agora conta como hei de partir??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-5995121736665819191?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Louvemos SEMPRE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5zcPbeYHEgg" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Em tudo dai graças&lt;/span&gt;; porque está é a vontade de Deus em Cristo para convosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I Tessalonicenses 5.18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V9VM3ps-ne4" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Portanto, quer comais quer bebais ou façais qualquer outra coisa, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fazei tudo para a glória de Deus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I Corintios 10.31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Então, levei Anne Lucí para tirar sangue e como eu estava muito apreensiva, pensando no quanto ela ia chorar, fui durante o caminho explicando o que aconteceria. Ela fez uma carinha de medo, mas acredito que não entendia muito bem o que eu estava dizendo, salvo quando eu dizia "vai doer um pouquinho, mas não precisa chorar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cheguei ao laboratório e de cara me encantei com o atendimento, da portaria ao processo final. (É uma pena que não fotografei tudo, mas como já disse isso é assunto para outro post).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Então, a moça pediu para eu sentar com a Anne Lucí no colo e segurar ela enquanto a outra moça estava tentando distraí-la falando de pirulitos e outras coisitas... Porém, Anne ficou o tempo todo olhando para a agulha, viu a moça furar seu bracinho e enquanto uma lágrima escorria pelo cantinho do MEU rosto, ela só olhava. Quando já estava terminando ela olhou para mim e disse: - Mammy, tá doendo!! E começou a respirar e inspirar para não chorar! Eu como boa mãe coruja que sou, fiquei totalmente emocionada e orgulhosa da minha princesa que recebeu o merecido "Certificado de Coragem", certificado este que eu nunca receberia, pois ainda tenho medo das agulhas que tiram o sangue!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hoje fica aqui minha homenagem a minha linda heroína!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPHI0VRZz80/TjdfDZWUDRI/AAAAAAAAAoM/m95qZH4hMNk/s1600/DSC04159-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPHI0VRZz80/TjdfDZWUDRI/AAAAAAAAAoM/m95qZH4hMNk/s640/DSC04159-4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não to mandei eu? Sê forte e &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;corajoso&lt;/span&gt;; não temas, nem te espantes, porque o SENHOR, teu Deus, é contigo por onde quer que andares.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josué 1.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-8704313813834286674?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sempre que ouço esta música busco fazer uma reflexão sobre como estou levando minha vida, sobre o que é que Deus tem visto quando olha lá de cima para mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Será que sou indiferente a toda preocupação que Ele me dispensa? Será que orei ao acordar hoje? Se eu orei eu sei o que falei, ou simplesmente falei? Tenho tratado a oração como conversa de fato ou apenas quando esse é o tema da lição na Escola Bíblica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;São tantos os vieses que está música me leva a refletir...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Será que tenho feito do meu lar um lugar onde Deus sinta-se bem, uma vez que eu sei que querendo ou não Ele estará lá? Será que faço com que os membros de minha família sintam-se bem em meu lar? Será que tenho agradecido a Deus por meu esposo, por minha pequena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Será que quando oro, ou quando falo alguma coisa que sinto, eu realmente sinto? Ou será que apenas quero passar um algo que não está lá? Será que quando peço desculpas a alguém, ou perdão a Deus eu estou realmente arrependida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Que valor tenho dado a criação que o Criador fez por me amar? Será que tenho feito do dia de guarda um ponto de salvação? Se não tenho feito isso, será que faço com que as pessoas percebam que só podem ser salvas pelo sacrifício de Cristo na cruz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;São reflexões apenas, mas servem para melhorar o que está bom e corrigir o que está errado. E sempre precisamos melhorar com Deus!! Por isso é que quero registrar aqui em forma de oração o meu pedido, como a música diz que é Seu prazer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Senhor, me ajuda ter a sempre o arrependimento sincero dos meus erros, transforme meu coração para estar cada dia mais próximo da estatura de Cristo, dá-me Senhor uma porção diária do Seu poder, eu preciso de Ti em cada minuto da minha vida, eu Te amo, e quero ser melhor diariamente, me ajude a ser fiel, sincera e leal, não quero ignorar Suas palavras, perdoe meus pecados, Te amo muito, por Jesus ajude-me na caminhada diária! Amém e amém."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Não importa quanto tempo ainda temos, não podemos&amp;nbsp; deixá-lo escapar de nossas mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A mensagem propícia é que Cristo está voltando e Seu maior desejo é que estejamos com Ele neste momento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cristo sacrificou-se por nós, começou abrindo mão de um lar de glória para nascer e se fazer totalmente dependente de uma de suas criaturas (Maria) e concluiu o sacrifício morrendo da forma mais cruel, condenado injustamente e pagando por erros que não eram d'Ele e sim nossos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Precisamos honrar o sacrifício de Cristo, precisamos lembrar que aquela morte era minha e não d'Ele e precisamos viver nossas vidas de maneira a honrar esse sacrifício. É necessário que aceitemos a Cristo como nosso Salvador e demonstremos isso com atitudes. Não podemos dizer que amamos a Cristo da boca pra fora. Devemos demonstrar nosso amor por Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isso não quer dizer de forma alguma que devamos abandonar nossas atividades seculares, ou que devamos viver somente fazendo as coisas da "igreja", sem estudar, sem trabalhar, sem desejar crescer profissionalmente... muito pelo contrário... Deus quer que sejamos destaques, que sejamos vencedores em tudo o que realizarmos, devemos falar do Seu nome e das maravilhas que Ele faz em nossas vidas, nossa atitude deve ser de quem anseia desesperadoramente por Seu retorno, nossa pregação deve ser de quem sabe que Ele retorna daqui a um minuto e nosso viver deve ser como se este retorno ainda fosse demorar mais 100 anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O que precisamos entender é que não importa quanto tempo falta, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;devemos estar preparados hoje, AGORA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bem aventurados os que guardam o juízo, o que pratica justiça em todos os tempos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sal. 106.3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fraseA" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Não tenhamos pressa, mas não percamos tempo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(José Saramago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-843640706461386273?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Detalhe, descobri que a história é uma música no estilo petencostal, vou postar no final do texto, só não sei o que veio primeiro, se a história ou a música... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;QUANDO DEUS QUER, NÃO TEM JEITO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Uma senhora muito pobre telefonou para um programa cristão de rádio pedindo ajuda. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Um bruxo do mal que ouvia o programa resolveu pregar-lhe uma peça. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Conseguiu  seu endereço, chamou seus secretários e ordenou que fizessem uma compra  e levassem para a mulher, com a seguinte orientação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Quando ela perguntar quem mandou, respondam que foi o DIABO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ao chegarem na casa, a mulher os recebeu com alegria e foi logo guardando alimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Os secretários do bruxo, conforme a orientação recebida, lhe perguntaram:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- A senhora não quer saber quem lhe enviou estas coisas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A mulher, na simplicidade da fé, respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Não, meu filho. Não é preciso. Quando Deus manda, até o diabo obedece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje gostaria de dizer que sei que nem sempre sei expressar das melhores maneiras meus sentimentos, que me deixo levar pelo corre-corre do dia-a-dia, mas (como on-line sempre nos entendemos... rs) quero me declarar que mesmo diante da confusão em que o mundo acaba por nos envolver, diante do transito de informações que confundem meus pensamento diários:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU TE AMO e ESVTA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Muitas felicidades, hoje e sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Amizade é algo que Deus plantou em nosso coração, a batida frase que diz que "o ser humano não é uma ilha" é muito verdadeira. Desta maneira, como eu também tenho amigos e hoje é dia de homenagea-los, deixo aqui o&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Poema de Amigo Aprendiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, de Fernando Pessoa, uma poesia que faz refletir na amizade como aprendizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apYBP1Vo988/TicyyomGI_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/c54sGulOKMU/s1600/amigos2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apYBP1Vo988/TicyyomGI_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/c54sGulOKMU/s320/amigos2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feliz Dia do Amigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para todos vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quero ser o teu amigo &lt;br /&gt;
Nem demais e nem de menos&lt;br /&gt;
Nem tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;
nem tão perto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Na medida mais precisa que eu puder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Mas amar-te, sem medida&lt;br /&gt;
E ficar na tua vida,&lt;br /&gt;
Da maneira mais discreta que eu souber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Sem tirar-te a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;
Sem jamais te sufocar&lt;br /&gt;
Sem forçar tua vontade&lt;br /&gt;
Sem falar quando for hora de calar,&lt;br /&gt;
E sem calar,&lt;br /&gt;
quando for hora de falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Nem ausente,&lt;br /&gt;
nem presente por demais&lt;br /&gt;
Simplesmente,&lt;br /&gt;
calmamente,&lt;br /&gt;
SER-TE PAZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; É bonito ser amigo.&lt;br /&gt;
Mas confesso,&lt;br /&gt;
é tão difícil aprender!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; É por isso que te suplico paciência&lt;br /&gt;
Vou encher este rosto de lembranças.&lt;br /&gt;
Dá-me tempo de acertar nossas distâncias! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1388484930759951765-1076104207073827832?l=dacuca-dacuca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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