<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2026 10:06:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Amor</category><category>Deus</category><category>Sentimento</category><category>Sociedade</category><category>Esperança</category><category>Livre arbítrio</category><category>Espera</category><category>Liberdade</category><category>Orgulho</category><category>Poder</category><category>Tempo</category><category>Liberdada</category><title>Visão Layologia</title><description></description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-1466482474215968246</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2010 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-12T23:14:42.061-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hide me...(esconda-me)</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; padding: 3px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/laylima/5049228420/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5049228420_8d2119e8ff.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: solid 2px #000000;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/laylima/5049228420/&quot;&gt;Hide me...(esconda-me)&lt;/a&gt;, upload feito originalmente por &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/laylima/&quot;&gt;LayLima&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu sei que você nos vê&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que você nos ouve&lt;br /&gt;E nos sente quando oramos&lt;br /&gt;Você nos entende, vê dentro de nós&lt;br /&gt;Traduz lágrimas e leva-as embora&lt;br /&gt;Estou sendo honesto, Há vezes&lt;br /&gt;Em que Seus caminhos e métodos, Eu não entendo&lt;br /&gt;Mas parece que até agora, Me conte quem Você é&lt;br /&gt;Eu conheço seu toque, Mas não consigo ver Seu plano&lt;br /&gt;Estou perdido nessa coisa chamada vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora me sinto bem&lt;br /&gt;É Sua vez agora, Quero estar onde Você estiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me esconda&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me viver atrás de Ti&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;De um abrigo da tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Me lembre&lt;br /&gt;Que o único caminho para minha fé crescer&lt;br /&gt;É quando sopra no nosso espírito&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez mais forte agora Para a tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu admito&lt;br /&gt;Seria bom&lt;br /&gt;Ter algum raio de sol em mim&lt;br /&gt;Especialmente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando, Senhor, Eu serei Você nem sempre me deixa ver&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou dando duro Para sair do Seu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Para acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Naquilo que Tu me diz&lt;br /&gt;Que minha mudança começa hoje&lt;br /&gt;O caminho inclui alguma dor&lt;br /&gt;E para crescer preciso de alguma chuva&lt;br /&gt;E quando cair Quero estar onde Você estiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque há muitos que eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;Que Precisam crescer dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;No batalha eu percebo&lt;br /&gt;Que antes de viver, tenho que morrer&lt;br /&gt;Por favor acredite em mim quando digo&lt;br /&gt;Que não posso mais desperdiçar um dia&lt;br /&gt;É tão fácil reclamar&lt;br /&gt;Mas reclamar não muda nada&lt;br /&gt;Não sou mais vítima&lt;br /&gt;Todas as coisas que Deus tem reservado&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não estiver pronto&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe a chuva ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Não Vá embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me esconda&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;Me lembre&lt;br /&gt;Que o único caminho para minha fé crescer&lt;br /&gt;É quando sopra no nosso espírito...&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez mais forte agora&lt;br /&gt;Ele me fez mais forte agora&lt;br /&gt;Eles me fizeram mais forte agora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez mais forte agora &lt;br /&gt;(Hide me- Kirk Franklin)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/10/hide-meesconda-me_12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5049228420_8d2119e8ff_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-8066997071096353151</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2010 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T20:52:24.969-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Espera</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Esperança</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Liberdade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sentimento</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sociedade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tempo</category><title>Eu TENHO um sonho...</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Nzfqz8c1ZEx_-onEZLqAPgCj6lPLy1_ZzrrlB5lZge-Tea-jc7h27_lSS9p2GQQ2GGZBKYkIjzIJdPhOaVQApuQ-_T6uiR1FFxTbn72Uv1EtFN0MioFfB7r_8CKblXacSyJ6tIjeU6o/s1600/sonhar%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;316&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Nzfqz8c1ZEx_-onEZLqAPgCj6lPLy1_ZzrrlB5lZge-Tea-jc7h27_lSS9p2GQQ2GGZBKYkIjzIJdPhOaVQApuQ-_T6uiR1FFxTbn72Uv1EtFN0MioFfB7r_8CKblXacSyJ6tIjeU6o/s320/sonhar%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Escrever...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para mim escrever sempre foi uma fuga de todos os males;a continuação da alma.Desde um desesperado protesto ao desabafo ignorado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O grito da alma;o alívio à mente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E por mais que faça parte de mim tanto quanto minha própria alma,nem sempre as coisas &quot;fluem&quot;,como eu sempre digo,e um desses momentos de ausência é agora!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como mesclar a revolta e fragilidade empregnadas na alma resultantes de observações milimétricas e repensadas de tudo que cerca?Como elaborar um texto ou procurar imagem para postagem que expressem a complexidade do comum,rotineiro?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na mente tudo se encaixa,mas na hora de expor em grafia...as letras são insuficientes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O desejo é de compreenção e não de concordância.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu tenho um sonho,onde fazer o certo não resulta em méritos e a honestidade não surpreende virando ao ponto de virar manchete.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde a fragilidade e o momento do outro são respeitados.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde o diálogo apasigua as situações e a palavra branda acalma o furor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde as pessoas não são cheios de nada e nem vazios de tudo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde a raiva é repensada e o amor é declarado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde as pessoas que exalam e querem o bem não são chamadas de alienados nem de loucas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viva minha loucura!(que é loucura de uns muitos)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viva minha estranheza e incompatibilidade social!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque minha vontade de vida me prolonga de pé.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que brilhem meus raios de uma luz que é mais forte,é absoluta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/10/escrever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Nzfqz8c1ZEx_-onEZLqAPgCj6lPLy1_ZzrrlB5lZge-Tea-jc7h27_lSS9p2GQQ2GGZBKYkIjzIJdPhOaVQApuQ-_T6uiR1FFxTbn72Uv1EtFN0MioFfB7r_8CKblXacSyJ6tIjeU6o/s72-c/sonhar%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-6728756938176760768</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 18:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-23T11:46:27.117-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Espera</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Esperança</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Liberdade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Livre arbítrio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Orgulho</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sentimento</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sociedade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tempo</category><title>Não espere...!</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um final de semana desses estava em casa com mainha quando ela lembrou-se de um CD que alguém lhe tinha emprestado e feito boas recomendações.Ela pôs e começamos a ouvi-lo.Eu gosto muito de mensagens(o CD era de mensagens),crônicas e afins, mas confesso que subestimei o conteúdo do CD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logo de primeira me contradizendo veio a mensagem que&amp;nbsp;eu acabei intitulando a melhor(esse que transcreverei a seguir).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero que sintam o mesmo que senti quando ouvi.Que mesmo a sociedade encarando o que será dito a seguir como clichê;consigam absorver tudo de construtivo,edificante,adicional e reflexivo assim como eu.Desde já oro;faço uma conexão mental com todos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;para que abram o coração e a mente para o novo.Que não reajam como alguns que amargurados e aflitos,tornam-se céticos na vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomem isso como uma injeção de ânimo.Reajam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Mentes grandes discutem idéias.Mentes&amp;nbsp;medianas discutem eventos e fatos.Mentes pequenas discutem pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não podemos crer na total transparência das pessoas.É preciso aceitar que as pessoas teem segredos;regiões de solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A maior prova de amor é colocar-se a distância e não querer forçar a entrada.Deus dá alimento a&amp;nbsp;todos os pássaros,mas não os&amp;nbsp;joga no ninho.Deus ajuda,mas espera que você faça no mínimo a sua parte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Aquele que perde dinheiro perde muito.Aquele que perde amigos perde muito mais.Aquele que perde a fé perde tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Pessoas jovens e belas são obras da natureza.Pessoas idosas e belas são obras de arte.E ambas são obras de Deus.Aprenda com os erros alheios;você não conseguirá viver tempo suficiente para comete-los todos sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A língua pesa praticamente nada,mas poucas pessoas conseguem segura-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Amigos,eu e você;você trouxe outro amigo já formamos um time.Esse time não tem começo nem fim.O diferencia da vida é viver com amor e buscar diariamente o sentido de viver,ser feliz e estar com Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere um sorriso para ser gentil.Não espere ser amado para amar.Não espere ficar sozinho para reconhecer o valor de um amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere ficar de luto para reconhecer quem hoje é importante em sua vida.Não espere o melhor emprego para começar a trabalhar.Não espere a queda para lembrar-se do conselho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere a enfermidade para reconhecer quão frágil é a vida.Não espere encontrar a pessoa perfeita para então se apaixonar.Não espere a mágoa para pedir perdão.Não espere a separação para buscar a reconciliação.Não espere a dor para acreditar na oração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere elogios para acreditar em si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não,não espere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere tempo para começar a servir.Não espere que o outro tome a iniciativa se você foi o culpado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Não espere ouvir &quot;Eu te amo!&quot;para dizer &quot;Eu também.&quot;Não espere ter dinheiro aos montes para então contribuir.Não espere o dia de sua morte sem antes amar a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;Então...o que você está esperando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autor desconhecido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/08/um-final-de-semana-desses-estava-em.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEyZdzsKotIvsfh6A_zvnU8bdBNAypKW-2dRicnSdsc1_faiBp5eon6EQRGD9k0fqA03HIkv7CQbYijvOaCw1ZnONxy05QYX_yTP_2G-OnTeTY0Nn1n_mpxyqSWyopYPSoS2PHl2VSAk/s72-c/o_tempo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-3783754014370227194</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-02T12:55:16.811-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Liberdada</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sentimento</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sociedade</category><title>&quot;Flores em Vida&quot;</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Flores em Vida&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kt1Izjm6G6Y&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kt1Izjm6G6Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
É o nome da canção que inspirou esse post.&lt;br /&gt;
Flores em vida...esse nome me chamou atenção quando PC Baruk(autor e interprete desta canção)&#39;twitou&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
divulgando a mesma. (recomendo que acessem o link acima;vale a pena!)&lt;br /&gt;
Sempre pra depois...sempre sem tempo...a verdade é que a gente empurra tanto com a barriga,que esquecemos.Não digo que seja proposital;eu sou prova viva de desorganização de tempo que disponho.Mas já estou bem melhor-&lt;em&gt;tempo:&lt;/em&gt;senhor de todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;
Onde quero chegar? Na vital necessidade da certeza de que somos amados e lembrados por quem amamos.&lt;br /&gt;
Diz uma frase(que pela superficialidade de muitos se tornou clichê&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;):&quot;A importância da vida está nas pequenas coisas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;.&quot;&amp;nbsp;é mais ou menos assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;É a mais pura e esquecida verdade!&amp;nbsp;Quem não fica feliz em receber um telefonema inesperado?uma msg,um tweet,um scrap,ou até mesmo sua presença?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Liberte-se das suas amarras emocionais resultantes muitas vezes de decepções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Para você que tem travas emocionais,dificuldades de expressar sentimentos,liberte-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Libere um &quot;&lt;em&gt;Eu te amo!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;enquanto se há tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dei-me flores enquanto posso apreciá-las;pois depois elas só serviram para cobrir minha sepultura.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Reconcilie-se.Com Deus também! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Quanto tempo faz que Ele não escuta sua voz?Ele acima de tudo,é quem mais deseja receber suas flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Não importa como;desconheço seus meios.Mas que não passe de hoje,dê flores enquanto há vida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Seus pais,irmãos,tios,avós,primos,amigos,vizinhos,irmãos em Cristo...enfim,todos que ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flores!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times;&quot;&gt;Flores em VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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PS: Recomendo a leitura da história da música no blog do Baruk:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.baruk.com.br/blog/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.baruk.com.br/blog/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/08/flores-em-vida.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowyeITrQ6reUG10kma8iSsJTbBEg1VWLHoNA88YBvz92V0RHMFj3J0f1wP3yoQXiqCf70iUEFzcNbVKQHtYQnGLVCOtfOQdOE99mQiLJJZtCQJrh6IMhPamBzqB45KGJXNxNky07WqhM/s72-c/flor_no_deserto2.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-5862999899451679415</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-10T11:56:41.789-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Esperança</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sentimento</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sociedade</category><title>Fuçando os arquivos-do fundo do baú...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;De uns tempos pra cá,o amor tem me sensibilizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: purple;&quot;&gt;muuuito&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não que não o havera antes,(quem me conhece sabe)mas tem sido bem mais intenso esse feeling...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Courier New&#39;; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então revirando&amp;nbsp;meu arquivo de escritos meus(todos os meus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;teses&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;papos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;meu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;encontrei um texto que foi muito expressivo pra mim naquele momento da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Transcreverei para vocês:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Amor inesperado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inconscientemente,você me abriu os olhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me fez sentir novas sensações...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;senti na pele que gestos falam mais que mil palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espontaneamente,sem premeditar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;você me mostrou a soluçao para alguns questionamentos antigos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confirmando algumas idéias como sendo as&amp;nbsp; mais acertadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proporcionou-me o prazer de experimentar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um sentimento puro,sincero,inocente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ah,o amor...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conseguiu&amp;nbsp; também,por simples conversas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algo que eu pensava que melhor não podia ficar;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algo que eu julgava ter chegado em seu clímax:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meu relacionamento com o Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fez sentir-me mais perto de Deus,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fez-me&amp;nbsp;lembrar e sentir mais perto o amor;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amor que vem do Pai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não conseguia entender como,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apenas pensar em você,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me fazia bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua voz era para música aos meus ouvidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a cada momento ao seu lado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentia-me como num sonho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em um jardim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entre as flores em seu doce aroma,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentindo o suave toque&amp;nbsp; da brisa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aí então,fui acordada pelas circunstâncias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me afastaram de você por u tempo-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tempo suficiente para me alertar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobre o que acontecera comigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu-até então alheia a tudo-percebi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o que sentia por você,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e agora,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mesmo a distância,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continuo a te amar-hoje mais que antes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com um sentimento terno,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intenso,permanente e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acima de tudo paciente:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ainda hoje está-e continuará-a&amp;nbsp; te esperar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lays Lima-08/04/09 0:27h

&lt;a rel=&quot;license&quot; href=&quot;http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Licença Creative Commons&quot; style=&quot;border-width:0&quot; src=&quot;http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/3.0/88x31.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns:dct=&quot;http://purl.org/dc/terms/&quot; href=&quot;http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/Text&quot; property=&quot;dct:title&quot; rel=&quot;dct:type&quot;&gt;Amor inesperado &lt;/span&gt; is licensed under a &lt;a rel=&quot;license&quot; href=&quot;http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/&quot;&gt;Creative Commons Atribuição-Uso Não-Comercial-Não a obras derivadas 3.0 Unported License&lt;/a&gt;.

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me perguntaram(meu mestre de língua portuguesa)certa vez:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Menina! Isso é real?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-RS.é lógico!,eu respondi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Ai gente eu creio no amor...foi criado pelo Pai &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já dizia um sábio homem:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;O amor é uma semente de uma flor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que brota na gente pra cuidar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com muito carinho assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com paixão e com amizade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com paixão e cumplicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coração fértil como um jardim(...)&quot; Henrique Cerqueira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creiam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;,e que Deus tem sempre algo melhor reservado à todos nós!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Esse é um recado do Inventor do coração(o Pai)pra vocês. Ok&#39;s?! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Inté a próxima,com mais cositas de minha autoria.rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/07/fucando-os-arquivos-do-fundo-do-bau.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGE40C79S7ZAkOBlHhk0sDXzrbeq9g5ulzrYVLjMW0JWGABRUbRoErq1Iz8NfwHna9q_OSbDl08k7NYqLSUjBXvCSlPdEUvbORgaUfb1UACiiCFRzIjg15t-XtNX9rW6TmUQlGE_CiE08/s72-c/amor.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-3438719038380280655</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jul 2010 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-14T22:29:08.150-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Livre arbítrio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sentimento</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sociedade</category><title></title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bXN4kJqV2FgXf7JZMw8Z4OSBgVf-9vDnVw9hkWhKRbSdiw_Z9dPbOdEzaMHqLRGHme10Kpir3yPglI2AD0XJXFn-b9YtjcPU86yAWM3slBlPNi97erv4fW8QzES7BntZf_BnXdHsev4/s1600/f_coracao2tfm_c977243.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; rw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bXN4kJqV2FgXf7JZMw8Z4OSBgVf-9vDnVw9hkWhKRbSdiw_Z9dPbOdEzaMHqLRGHme10Kpir3yPglI2AD0XJXFn-b9YtjcPU86yAWM3slBlPNi97erv4fW8QzES7BntZf_BnXdHsev4/s320/f_coracao2tfm_c977243.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;O Poder do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Quando se fala de amor,qual a primeira coisa que vem à sua mente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Responda pra sí mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Hoje em dia(e antes também-esse negócio vem desde os primórdios...),quando se fala de amor,logo vem a imagem de um casal,coisas do tipo.Isso porque na sociedade já se tem essa imagem erótica da coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Mas na verdade,quem é a sociedade? É comum se colocar a culpa na &#39;sociedade&#39;.Mas,de quem ela se constitue?...nós a somos;então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Chamam de amor ao sexo;chamam de amor&amp;nbsp;à paixão;chamam de amor ao amor próprio;chamam de amor à necessidade do sentimento de posse do outro...chamam de amor muita coisa,mas na verdade enganam-se;esqueceu-se de sua essência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Quero falar&amp;nbsp; então de&amp;nbsp;uma outra visão de amor.Outra vibe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Começarei então a falar sobre a razão desse meu despertamento para escrever sobre isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Tenho o inevitável exercício de pensar sobre a vida;analizar.&amp;nbsp;E por isso fazer, sempre me revolto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Injustiças,atrocidades,coisas sem explicação.Como é que se pode crer no tal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;com tantas&amp;nbsp;coisas que acontecem e nos sobreveem...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Eu,cristã protestante,amante do Pai não vou negar que as vezes fico &quot;brigando&quot; com Ele sim.(apesar do pensamento leigo e preconceituoso de muuitos,os cristãos também pensam;teem opinião.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Questionava tantas aparentemente contradições.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Mas sempre me vinha (e vem) à mente a verdadeira vontade de Deus para TODOS nós. Há uma música que gosto que diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&quot;(...)você pergunta &#39;como Deus deixou isso acontecer?&#39;eu te respondo:Deus não tem prazer em ver ninguém sofrer;a humanidade deu as costas pra quem a criou;como prsva disso Deus mandou seu filho e o mundo o rejeitou...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;É isso.Essa é a resposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Deus planeijou tudo muito bem; nos deu o que era bom.Mas nós sempre escolhemos o lado errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;O amor de Deus é presente em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #134f5c;&quot;&gt;tudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;e em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #134f5c;&quot;&gt; todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;mas esses últimos tempos tenho sentido o Seu amor sendo derramado em quem&amp;nbsp; crê(como já disse num post passado).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Dedico esse post à todas as pessoas que creem no amor de Deus;e àquelas mais próximas que&lt;/span&gt; puderam comprovar esse &lt;span style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;felling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;tão surreal...o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt; AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt; do Pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Ele não impõe nada.Conhece o livre arbítrio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Pode escolher. Só naõ entendo como alguém pode o despresar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;É um texto lindíssimo;mas,e quando a gente faz aquela força para crer,só que as circunstâncias abalam nossa fé que já não estava tão 100%?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;E aí? Como se fica diante da cobrança&amp;nbsp; de muitos mediante sua postura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Cadê o Deus Pai;Amigo,que está pertinho de nós?(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Não quero com isso invalidar erros e falhas;não!Tenho plena consciência da culpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Mas está pior que no Antigo Testamento!O véu não foi rasgado nos dando livre acesso ao Pai?!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Sei que isso não é da vontade de Deus:que&amp;nbsp;julguemos uns&amp;nbsp;aos outros&amp;nbsp;segundo nossos conceitos;nem que nos martirizemos em vão.Já bastam as complicações inevitáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Há muitas forma de&amp;nbsp; pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Vou mostrar a minha:Ele é meu &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Amigão&lt;/span&gt;!Pai mesmo;pra&amp;nbsp;tudo.Até as coisa mais&amp;nbsp;simples que a gente pede por&amp;nbsp;exemplo,para não chover no dia daquele passeio...(rs...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;Não há uma lista;o que é importante para você,é importante para Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Há vontade;mas o orgulho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Deixa disso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&quot;Tudo está bem quando acaba bem.-William Shakespeare&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;E aí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/06/fernanda-brum-canal-do-perdao-dvd-cura.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-7698482300145407432</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 10:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-22T03:38:56.814-07:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Day!</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Happy birthiday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Esse dia já é especial,pelo acontecimento único que resultou numa melhora significativa na socity;(uma melhora mundial;uviversal...do &#39;COSMO&#39;-&quot;viagem ao planeta vermelho&quot; lembra?! rsrsrs...)são pessoas como tu que fazem nossa vida ter outro sentido...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Te Amooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Ewerton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lslvisaolayologia.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lays Lima)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233945637763288697.post-4918862299488511704</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 21:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-17T14:58:56.940-07:00</atom:updated><title>I like me - Kirk Franklin (Legendado PT) Video clip</title><description>&lt;object style=&quot;background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/LKfD0gfDfUk/hqdefault.jpg)&quot;  width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/LKfD0gfDfUk&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; 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imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; qu=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuTQH4W-otkapmtHqUSG3ApklQ3PeYfM3apOVf6_zuj3QqIwvLqHxbBbdDBOhSKH30XZT9sbchKoaEpkPvC9v7v25MLTmNak6Bwe4UgAOQchdpnfUhE1DlK_q-mjEZT4hNuAJqKnYZ3kM/s320/129b7bdb9766f431668cd86a17a3f46325866c9d_m.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Vou confesar uma coisa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Sinceramente,hoje,eu queria viver coisas novas;ser surpreendida pelo destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;As vezes a vida nos leva a esqueçer ou a não mais crer que algo novo possa vir.Vem sempre aquele velho ceticismo:&quot;Tá bom demais pra ser verdade.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Sabe de uma coisa:&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;liberte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do&quot;será que vai dar certo?E se não der?&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Não deu caramba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;do&quot;queria muito fazer mas,se eu fizer vão pensar ...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;E daí ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Contanto que você não prejudique os outros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;do&quot;mas todo mundo é assim!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Que sejam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Se você sabe que esta no caminho certo,vai fundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&quot;De tanto falarem que você tá errado,você acaba esquecendo que tá certo.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Abra novas portas;trace novos caminhos;crie novas possibilidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Se você está no caminho certo,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;vá em frente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; 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