<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193590876496048124</id><updated>2024-09-09T12:32:34.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilson Reis - R@</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193590876496048124/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dilson Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632885826535672236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUxwCD6tEseGrrcSveHoF4k8mtz7JjWd7spD1Ail5oirLW3qoROhAex5cgBNVgaxxWKLB5AG_-q73me0PpCvFm9yaZVraLMK3Faxeat3crqJtJEJTMGPwIT9V-X3Ztqw/s220/dilson+reis.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193590876496048124.post-5912115272516102440</id><published>2010-11-29T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T06:32:11.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;REFLEXÃO DE NATAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Estamos a poucos dias de comemorarmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;a data que deveria ser o maior acontecimento dos tempos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;o nascimento de Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Há, porém, uma tristeza indelével pairando no ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Pessoas que vão e vêm pelas ruas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;preocupadas apenas com os presentes que irão oferecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;aos filhos, pais, parentes ou amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Outros, porém existem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;que sofrem nesse dia a perda irreparável de entes queridos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;que não irão estar presentes às comemorações,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;esquecendo-se de que a vida é eterna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;e que só morremos realmente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;quando deixamos de acreditar em nossos sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Alguns sofrem por estarem longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;de seus filhos, pais ou irmãos que estão distantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Há aqueles que sofrem por não terem condições financeiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;de oferecer aos filhos o tão esperado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;presente de &quot;Papai Noel&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;e talvez nem mesmo dinheiro possuam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;para comprar um alimento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;para ser servido à mesa no dia de Natal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;E o verdadeiro sentido desta data, onde entra?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Jesus não veio ao mundo para que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;seu nascimento fosse comemorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;com bens materiais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Jesus veio ao mundo para que nossa visão de vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;ganhasse um novo sentido de esperança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Veio nos ensinar a deixar de lado nosso egoísmo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;veio nos ensinar o amor ao próximo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;mas não aquele amor que só ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;aos que realmente estão próximos a nós;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;isso é fácil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;REFLEXÃO
Psso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo.
 E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência.
ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apensar de todos os desafios, incompreenções e periodos de crise.
 ser feliz é deixa de ser vitima dos problemas e tornar-se autor da própria história.
 É agradecer a DEUS a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/feeds/5912115272516102440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflexao-de-natal-estamos-poucos-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193590876496048124/posts/default/5912115272516102440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193590876496048124/posts/default/5912115272516102440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflexao-de-natal-estamos-poucos-dias.html' title=''/><author><name>Dilson Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632885826535672236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUxwCD6tEseGrrcSveHoF4k8mtz7JjWd7spD1Ail5oirLW3qoROhAex5cgBNVgaxxWKLB5AG_-q73me0PpCvFm9yaZVraLMK3Faxeat3crqJtJEJTMGPwIT9V-X3Ztqw/s220/dilson+reis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VdrZDP1EXybW0xKmGfi4CUhMxe_80ADFWV72SnN2DibFUdghJQKiF_orGU2Skj9LQZ7Mfp9TpWkmD8n34JguWY6NNOiS7l97EbzW4874UUHTiVPnY9Bpc-FrDZJpqePcocYNylyDDx6P/s72-c/Inverno.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193590876496048124.post-7834882704390094317</id><published>2010-11-28T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T05:30:19.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Psso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência.&lt;br /&gt;
ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apensar de todos os desafios, incompreenções e periodos de crise.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;ser feliz é deixa de ser vitima dos problemas e tornar-se autor da própria história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;É&amp;nbsp;travessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontra um&amp;nbsp;oásis no recôndito da alma.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;É agradecer a DEUS a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida.&lt;br /&gt;
ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. &lt;br /&gt;
É saber falar de si mesmo. &lt;br /&gt;
É ter coragem para receber uma critica, mesmo que injusta.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;REFLEXÃO
Psso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo.
 E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência.
ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apensar de todos os desafios, incompreenções e periodos de crise.
 ser feliz é deixa de ser vitima dos problemas e tornar-se autor da própria história.
 É agradecer a DEUS a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/feeds/7834882704390094317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflexao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193590876496048124/posts/default/7834882704390094317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193590876496048124/posts/default/7834882704390094317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilsonreis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflexao.html' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Dilson Reis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632885826535672236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUxwCD6tEseGrrcSveHoF4k8mtz7JjWd7spD1Ail5oirLW3qoROhAex5cgBNVgaxxWKLB5AG_-q73me0PpCvFm9yaZVraLMK3Faxeat3crqJtJEJTMGPwIT9V-X3Ztqw/s220/dilson+reis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqrmvZjfFkwKASfDO30rLqFTg_BGxJE8uM-D-d0QiEn2sNoIGLE3eRPQrcXb-DXEgyBFcZRMIumHdPTwap7pN8sEqt4niY58tgD_Twxu48IpTIb6ZrHdSXEJAP8K3hkf_KHT8meuEnfRp/s72-c/Ninf%25C3%25A9ias.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193590876496048124.post-8681542179947209540</id><published>2010-11-28T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T03:14:54.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Você pode estar vivendo um  dilema.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Deus tem solução para todos os seus problemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;nbsp;uma esperança para o aflito e angustiado, para aqueles que acha que seu problema nao tem soluçao. Para aqueles q ate mesmo ja perdeu a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;
Para aquele q desiludidos esperam a morte. e outros tem tentado ate&amp;nbsp;tirar usa vida.&lt;br /&gt;
Vc ou eu pode estar em uma dessas situaçoes..&lt;br /&gt;
Mas existe uma esperança e uma soluçao adequada a cada um, segundo as suas necessidades.&lt;br /&gt;
Deus nos da oportunidades de aprender com os problemas e cria pra nos oportunidades de sermos vitoriosos diante das lutas.&lt;br /&gt;
A sua situação nao esta pior do que a mulher do fluxo de sangue que a&amp;nbsp;12 anos buscava uma soluçao. Sua situação nao esta pior que a do paralitico de Betesda. que estava ali a procura de uma ajuda de parentes, amigos ou ate mesmo um desconhecido. E&amp;nbsp;quando o anjo descia&amp;nbsp;trazendo a &amp;nbsp;bençao,&amp;nbsp;outros era abençoados e ele continuava com os seus problemas.&lt;br /&gt;
Vc pode estar vivendo um&amp;nbsp; dilema: a algo que Deus te entregou pra fazer e os problemas sao tantos que vc pensa q isto nao foi uma bençao mas um problema para sua vida. Mas e em meios as dificuldades que Deus se levanta e diz meu filho eu estou aqui e realcende e renova as nossas esperanças de um futuro melhor com Deus.&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus&amp;nbsp;é a nossa esperança....&lt;br /&gt;
Ele foi a esperança da mulher do fluxo de sangue, do paralitico de Betseda e tantos outros descritos na Biblia. e Tem sido a minha esperança no meio das dificuldades...&lt;br /&gt;
Nao faça como aqueles que nao tem esperança (Judas Escariotes - Tirou sua vida) &lt;br /&gt;
Deus tem solução para todos os seus problemas...&lt;br /&gt;
Neste trabalho q tens, Deus tem negocio contigo e te fara prosperar par sua gloria...&lt;br /&gt;
Tenha esperança...&lt;br /&gt;
Pois o Senhor renovara sua forças e voara como aguia. E correra e nao se cansara e caminhara e nao se fatigara....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seja firme e constante, sempre abundante.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;REFLEXÃO
Psso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo.
 E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência.
ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apensar de todos os desafios, incompreenções e periodos de crise.
 ser feliz é deixa de ser vitima dos problemas e tornar-se autor da própria história.
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