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Nele podemos... MUITO MAIS!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://muimais.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://muimais.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/xZmnN" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/xzmnn" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/xZmnN</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFRHo-eCp7ImA9WhRaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-7753643942943065923</id><published>2012-02-12T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:26:55.450-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-12T13:26:55.450-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eu sei que vou te amar" /><title>Eu sei que vou te amar</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czwN8N5TYfA/TzgtlGKlpKI/AAAAAAAAA78/LdvdhkyMFHA/s1600/amor+%C3%A9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czwN8N5TYfA/TzgtlGKlpKI/AAAAAAAAA78/LdvdhkyMFHA/s400/amor+%C3%A9.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por toda a minha vida eu vou te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em cada despedida eu vou te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desesperadamente, eu sei que vou te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E cada verso meu será&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prá te dizer que eu sei que vou te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por toda minha vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei que vou chorar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A cada ausência tua eu vou chorar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas cada volta tua há de apagar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que esta ausência tua me causou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei que vou sofrer a eterna desventura de viver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A espera de viver ao lado teu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por toda a minha vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; background-image: initial; font-family: Helvetica, 'Arial Narrow', sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* texto de Tom Jobim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; 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Eu acredito na integridade de Deus e na infalibilidade das suas promessas.&lt;br /&gt;
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São razões suficientes para acreditar no futuro!&lt;br /&gt;
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Se Jesus governasse o mundo hoje, estaríamos todos muito bem!&lt;br /&gt;
Mas não... ainda não!&lt;br /&gt;
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Seguro na mão de Deus e prossigo a minha caminhada rumo a esse futuro com esperança e irredutível convicção.&lt;br /&gt;
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É uma utopia pensar que Deus vai salvar o meu país, só porque nós os crentes assim o desejamos e oramos.&lt;br /&gt;
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A menos que se arrependam da idolatria que impera, de decretos feitos lei, contrários às leis de Deus, que se acabe com a corrupção e interesses económicos fraudulentos, e que haja um verdadeiro sentido de estado social e justiça... tudo permanecerá igual ao que foi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Que havemos de fazer?&lt;br /&gt;
Desistimos? Vamos na corrente?&lt;br /&gt;
Quanto a mim, ainda me resta o firme propósito de confiar em Deus, viver de acordo com a sua vontade, honrar o seu nome, declarar a verdade , defender a justiça e o reino de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;
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A minha confiança não será defraudada. Nada me faltará. A misericórdia e a bondade de Deus me seguirão, onde quer que eu vá!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Mas trago este tesouro como que em vasilha de barro, para que se veja que este poder extraordinário pertence a Deus e não a mim. Sofro em tudo dificuldades, mas não fico angustiado. Sinto insegurança, mas não me deixo vencer. Perseguem-me, mas não me sinto abandonado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;Deitam-me por terra, mas não me destroem."&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;(Ap. Paulo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3IUvvCTR31DvaFQPJJVx4_JGGA0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3IUvvCTR31DvaFQPJJVx4_JGGA0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~4/AnKFOqO0DPA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/8091565992100548125?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/8091565992100548125?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~3/AnKFOqO0DPA/ha-razoes-para-acreditar-num-mundo.html" title="Há razões para acreditar num mundo melhor?" /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/oOoJNcSuK_c/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://muimais.blogspot.com/2011/12/ha-razoes-para-acreditar-num-mundo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcBRHkzcSp7ImA9WhRXGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-6895480174500218054</id><published>2011-12-25T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:27:35.789-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-25T09:27:35.789-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Natal" /><title>NATAL</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0DH30JlC8w/Tvdb23p69qI/AAAAAAAAA7g/coHfS79FNas/s1600/Natal.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0DH30JlC8w/Tvdb23p69qI/AAAAAAAAA7g/coHfS79FNas/s400/Natal.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Natal é um menino que nasceu dentro de nós&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E em nós Ele faz crescer o amor e a paz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dá-nos a alegria de sermos filhos de Deus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E darmos nossas mãos - humildes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cx1djrzC2zg?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;"E eu verei suas verdadeiras cores,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;brilhando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu vejo suas verdadeiras cores, &amp;nbsp;e é por isso que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Então não tenha medo, &amp;nbsp;de mostra-las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Suas verdadeiras cores, &amp;nbsp;verdadeiras cores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;São lindas, &amp;nbsp;como um arco-íris"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O religioso tenta fazer o melhor para chegar a Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salvo tem a certeza que Deus habita nele.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O religioso tenta agradar a Deus pelas obras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salvo sabe que agrada a Deus pela fé.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O religioso considera tradições de homens para cumprir a vontade de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salvo conhece a vontade de Deus, por ler e ouvir a Palavra de Deus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O religioso espera ser salvo no futuro...&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salvo está seguro da salvação no presente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O religioso espera em mediadores para intercederem por ele a Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O salvo crê no Senhor Jesus como seu único Mediador e Salvador.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Texto adaptado, fonte:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Droid Sans'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://opregadorfiel.blogspot.com/2011/01/diferencas-entre-religiao-e-salvacao.html#ixzz1duMD9YYm" style="background-color: white; color: #003399; font-family: 'Droid Sans'; font-size: 14px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;O Pregador&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mrOubr1WShPc8I51LcB1MQ2uESQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mrOubr1WShPc8I51LcB1MQ2uESQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~4/hZ6qHBQ4X9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/2298020447277103127?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/2298020447277103127?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~3/hZ6qHBQ4X9c/saiba-qual-e-diferenca.html" title="Saiba qual é a diferença" /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c_19XQuHrKw/TtVjVK1b11I/AAAAAAAAA6o/5d82-kgwUI8/s72-c/religiao+vs+salva%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://muimais.blogspot.com/2011/12/saiba-qual-e-diferenca.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNR3s4cSp7ImA9WhRRGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-1675707916942834913</id><published>2011-12-02T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:43:16.539-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-02T13:43:16.539-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hino de Vitória" /><title>Hino de Vitória</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQumb1h3TZc/TsedM-piZAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9zXNsCHYbsM/s1600/louvar+ao+swnhor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQumb1h3TZc/TsedM-piZAI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9zXNsCHYbsM/s400/louvar+ao+swnhor.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; Louvem o seu nome com danças;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cantem-lhe hinos ao som de harpas e&lt;br /&gt;
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tambores!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O Senhor quer bem ao seu povo;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ele honra os humildes com a vitória!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Que os fiéis se regozijem com o triunfo de Deus&lt;br /&gt;
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e cantem alegremente toda a noite!"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;" A cidade não precisa nem do sol, nem da lua, para lhe darem claridade, pois a glória de Deus a iluminou, e o Cordeiro é a sua lâmpada. As nações andarão mediante a sua luz e os reis da terra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lhe trazem a sua glória."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apoc.21:23,24&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Durante 60 anos, viveu-se em Portugal um período que ficou conhecido na História como "Domínio Filipino". Depois do reinado de Filipe II (I de Portugal), veio a governação de Filipe III (II de Portugal) e Filipe IV (III de Portugal). Estes reis governavam Portugal e Espanha ao mesmo tempo, como um só país.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnKBG0svFXM/Ttao_jTZwyI/AAAAAAAAA64/vh6CV05A3VE/s1600/restaura%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnKBG0svFXM/Ttao_jTZwyI/AAAAAAAAA64/vh6CV05A3VE/s1600/restaura%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Os portugueses acabaram por revoltar-se contra esta situação e, no dia 1 de Dezembro de 1640, puseram fim ao reinado do rei espanhol num golpe palaciano (um golpe só para derrubar o rei e o seu governo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O dia 1 de Dezembro passou a ser comemorado todos os anos como o Dia da Restauração da Independência de Portugal, já que o trono voltou para um rei português. Fonte&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.junior.te.pt/servlets/Bairro?ID=365&amp;amp;P=Portugal" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;Clube junior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje, 1 de Dezembro de 2011, impõe-se de novo uma restauração, mas não só em Portugal. É urgente uma restauração a nível mundial.&lt;br /&gt;
A tão falada dependência dos mercados, a crise da dívida soberana dos países ameaça e faz antever o caos.&lt;br /&gt;
Os gigantes financeiros apertam o cerco e dominam os Estados endividados e desorientados.&lt;br /&gt;
O desemprego alastra. A insegurança e violência aumentam.&lt;br /&gt;
A fraude e a corrupção acumulam processos nas instâncias judiciais.&lt;br /&gt;
Quem é sério e honesto, é enganado! Duvida-se da amizade e lealdade! Os valores morais são postos em causa... A sociedade é uma trama; a civilização é uma selva!&lt;br /&gt;
Os nossos jovens já não acreditam no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;
As doenças cardíacas e a depressão matam que se fartam... guerras, acidentes, aquecimento global, cheias e inundações...&lt;br /&gt;
Há um grito uníssono e colossal por socorro:&lt;br /&gt;
- QUEM NOS PODERÁ SALVAR?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O meu socorro vem do SENHOR, que fez o céu e a terra."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OOWR6NSFzg/TtURP_HsETI/AAAAAAAAA5g/QbnqFecKA8E/s1600/bonovox.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OOWR6NSFzg/TtURP_HsETI/AAAAAAAAA5g/QbnqFecKA8E/s200/bonovox.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"A minha compreensão das escrituras foi feita simplesmente pela pessoa de Cristo. Cristo ensina que Deus é amor. Se nós pudéssemos ser um pouco mais como Ele, o mundo seria transformado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhKFMxCxsaQ/TtUVXtJA8qI/AAAAAAAAA5w/mp6kRuRY54o/s1600/clif.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhKFMxCxsaQ/TtUVXtJA8qI/AAAAAAAAA5w/mp6kRuRY54o/s1600/clif.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Vi um post: JESUS É A RESPOSTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Um crítico disse: «sim! Qual é a questão?»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eu digo - é a resposta para qualquer questão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(CLIF RICHARD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw3XkLqOHPs/TtUXLojaLKI/AAAAAAAAA54/HCf-6iS2ZS0/s1600/gandhi-painting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw3XkLqOHPs/TtUXLojaLKI/AAAAAAAAA54/HCf-6iS2ZS0/s200/gandhi-painting.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Um homem que estava completamente inocente, ofereceu-se como sacrifício para o bem dos outros, inclusive seus inimigos e tornou-se o resgate do mundo. Foi um ato perfeito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(GANDHI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DbFsDUNPuUQ/TtUZOCBeFuI/AAAAAAAAA6A/fazkTFMgAvQ/s1600/albert+einstein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DbFsDUNPuUQ/TtUZOCBeFuI/AAAAAAAAA6A/fazkTFMgAvQ/s1600/albert+einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Eu sou judeu, mas estou encantado com a figura luminosa do Nazareno... Ninguém pode ler os evangelhos sem sentir a presença real de Jesus. Sua personalidade pulsa em cada palavra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ALBERT EINSTEIN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ELqWngA1GY/TtUac7vDkxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_hblVNztJPg/s1600/napoleao_bonaparte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ELqWngA1GY/TtUac7vDkxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_hblVNztJPg/s1600/napoleao_bonaparte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Com todos os meus exércitos e generais, por um quarto de século não consegui subjugar nem um único continente. E esse Jesus, sem a força das armas, vence povos e culturas por dois mil anos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(NAPOLEÃO)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rc8TVVHFLiw/TtUbPTtmx2I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/zcWk1Dm4BnE/s1600/george-washington.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rc8TVVHFLiw/TtUbPTtmx2I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/zcWk1Dm4BnE/s200/george-washington.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"É impossível governar bem o mundo, sem Deus e sem a Bíblia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(GEORGE WASHINGTON)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;" Mesmo aqueles que atacaram e renunciaram ao cristianismo, em seu mais íntimo ser, ainda seguem o ideal cristão, pois até agora nem a sua subtileza nem o ardor do seu coração, tem sido capaz de criar um ideal mais elevado do homem e da virtude, do que o ideal apresentado por Cristo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(DOSTOYEVSKY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Jesus é o meu Deus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O ambiente familiar está a mudar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma tv em cada divisão da casa. Um pc portátil para cada elemento da família. Contacto permanente com os amigos pelo facebook ou sms no telemóvel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Será que esta panóplia de equipamento de entreter e comunicar, pode (ironicamente) contribuir para a falta de comunicação e convivência dentro do agregado familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pode sim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na cozinha, a mãe desfruta do seu momento 'sagrado' com a novela da noite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na sala, o pai assiste imperturbável ao jogo da semana europeia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os filhos, um em cada quarto, estão online com os amigos e curtem os últimos clips mais vistos do youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;São autênticas cabines individuais de animação, cada uma 'in tune' no seu tema ou passatempo favoritos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que as novas tecnologias são importantes e já não vivemos sem elas: dar um toque aos filhos durante o dia para saber se estão bem; pagar contas pelo e-bank; encomendar as compras apenas com um clic no site do supermercado, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A família dispõe hoje de recursos tecnológicos para que a vida seja mais fácil e mais prática.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deveria significar portanto, mais tempo para convivermos uns com os outros, contarmos as nossas histórias do dia a dia, passeios em conjunto, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Temos de usar os meios de que dispomos em nosso benefício, não só para os de fora, mas ainda mais para o bem estar e harmonia da família.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Use o que tem e dê largas à imaginação: partilha de mails divertidos com os pais; uma noite de cinema em casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faça do jantar em família um tempo de partilha, boa disposição, riso, ternura e encorajamento. Prolongue esses momentos, para que não sejam meros intervalos do que se estava a &amp;nbsp;fazer! Organize atividades que todos possam participar: um jogo, uma brincadeira, a preparação da própria refeição, uma ida ao parque, só para estarem juntos a desfrutar o ar livre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;VIVA A FAMÍLIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Que o céu , lá do alto, faça descer o orvalho, e que as nuvens façam chover a vitória: abra-se a terra para que floresça a salvação e, ao mesmo tempo, germine a justiça.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou eu, o Senhor, que crio tudo tudo isto."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is. 45:8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ainda que na terra envelheça a raiz, e no chão abandonado, o seu tronco morrer,&lt;br /&gt;
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Ao cheiro das águas brotará; como planta nova florescerá.&lt;br /&gt;
Seus ramos se renovarão, não cessarão os seus frutos... e VIVERÁ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/FQJx_DQ2g0Y" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;Diante do Trono(Video)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;ANGÚSTIA &amp;nbsp;TRISTEZA &amp;nbsp;DEPRESSÃO &amp;nbsp;ANSIEDADE &amp;nbsp;SOLIDÃO &amp;nbsp;MÁGOA &amp;nbsp;RESSENTIMENTO &amp;nbsp;CULPA &amp;nbsp;INSEGURANÇA &amp;nbsp;RAIVA &amp;nbsp;REVOLTA &amp;nbsp;REMORSO &amp;nbsp;STRESS &amp;nbsp;MEDO &amp;nbsp;REJEIÇÃO &amp;nbsp;VICIO&lt;br /&gt;
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Auto flagelação é o acto de causar flagelo (dor) a si mesmo, de se castigar fisicamente. Tal atitude é geralmente motivada pelo sentimento de culpa, que leva a acreditar na necessidade &amp;nbsp;de auto punição (neste caso por consequência de remorso) ou então como forma de aliviar alguma dor, geralmente causada por depressão, stress ou síndroma de humor bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hdY80GKkPENEkaKpSNhGeMM4HjU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hdY80GKkPENEkaKpSNhGeMM4HjU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~4/fcPHIW4GIfs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/6853557947645691839?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/6853557947645691839?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~3/fcPHIW4GIfs/ha-esperanca.html" title="Há esperança" /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/pbeoq-X9-dE/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://muimais.blogspot.com/2011/11/ha-esperanca.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ERnw-fSp7ImA9WhRSF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-264997094266141133</id><published>2011-11-19T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:21:47.255-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-19T15:21:47.255-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tudo..." /><title>Tudo...</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lCq1bkeDAGA?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LZ1CgsA9O3gm81oMpCTMvCSnLKQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LZ1CgsA9O3gm81oMpCTMvCSnLKQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~4/X0drShfJMJw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/264997094266141133?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/264997094266141133?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~3/X0drShfJMJw/tudo.html" title="Tudo..." /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/lCq1bkeDAGA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://muimais.blogspot.com/2011/11/tudo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEDQH86eip7ImA9WhRSFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-7832789283503873070</id><published>2011-11-18T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:17:51.112-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-18T14:17:51.112-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amigos para sempre" /><title>Amigos para sempre</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08BGTOG9dJE/TsWRRZ2RevI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Dku5H49kRZE/s1600/amigo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08BGTOG9dJE/TsWRRZ2RevI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Dku5H49kRZE/s400/amigo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Em todo o tempo ama o amigo, e na angústia se faz o irmão."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pv. 17:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UkkDYBzTnanxqcYpL7L2lJFk6TM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UkkDYBzTnanxqcYpL7L2lJFk6TM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~4/DC9DjDJy7ZI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/7832789283503873070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865200247808108277/posts/default/7832789283503873070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/xZmnN/~3/DC9DjDJy7ZI/amigos-para-sempre.html" title="Amigos para sempre" /><author><name>TIMÓTEO JOÃO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03049407756322277677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08BGTOG9dJE/TsWRRZ2RevI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Dku5H49kRZE/s72-c/amigo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://muimais.blogspot.com/2011/11/amigos-para-sempre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGSX44cSp7ImA9WhRSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865200247808108277.post-432199315318902092</id><published>2011-11-17T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:05:28.039-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-17T15:05:28.039-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="O Silêncio dos Inocentes" /><title>O Silêncio dos Inocentes</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_732212849"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_732212850"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57rRUSnnwmk/TsUCB4dXgYI/AAAAAAAAA4o/qgnx0x5R8K4/s1600/maddie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57rRUSnnwmk/TsUCB4dXgYI/AAAAAAAAA4o/qgnx0x5R8K4/s400/maddie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddie Mccan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O724MCNLsD8/TsUB6j2XL4I/AAAAAAAAA4g/LMHeCBNRBJI/s1600/rui+pedro2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O724MCNLsD8/TsUB6j2XL4I/AAAAAAAAA4g/LMHeCBNRBJI/s400/rui+pedro2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rui Pedro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1V1sV6S2S4/TsUfGoRIZMI/AAAAAAAAA44/5RoW3PO69AY/s1600/abuso+crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1V1sV6S2S4/TsUfGoRIZMI/AAAAAAAAA44/5RoW3PO69AY/s400/abuso+crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Segundo a Organização das Nações Unidas, 100 milhões de crianças estão desaparecidas no mundo. A Unicef e a Unfpa, estimam que 2 milhões são exploradas na prostituição ou pornografia a cada ano. Em Portugal, a linha de ajuda do Instituto de Apoio à Criança recebe uma média de 10&amp;nbsp;denúncias diárias, relativamente a maus tratos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt; De facto Deus pedirá contas de todas as acções,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;mesmo quando feitas às ocultas&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ec.12:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&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/-SIQpKgSytas/TsUgedGIBYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/oRWPA3F1mPo/s1600/sos_crianca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SIQpKgSytas/TsUgedGIBYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/oRWPA3F1mPo/s1600/sos_crianca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tem estigma de sentimento ruim. Mas não é necessariamente assim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É como o colesterol... existe o bom e o mau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se definir orgulho como auto estima, devo admitir que é saudável. Envolve a necessidade de valorização pessoal, o desejo de crescer como ser humano, de ser uma pessoa melhor. Mas não para ser melhor do que os outros!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A auto estima tem que conhecer os seus limites. Não pode cair na vaidade ou na ambição de ser superior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A auto estima faz a pessoa sentir-se bem consigo mesma, sem pensar que é melhor ou pior que o outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O orgulho também é bom, quando a razão de se orgulhar... são os outros!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por exemplo uma esposa que se orgulha do marido amável e carinhoso com ela, que a trata bem e respeita; do pai que vê os filhos que cuidou e educou, crescer e prosperar; e vice versa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas para que aquele sentimento se &amp;nbsp;mantenha são, deve estar protegido com lucidez e sobriedade, se não, poderá transformar-se em amor 'cego' e vanglória, ou arrogância, que geram o mau orgulho.&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Preconceito&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/-cLW-GpQRwwA/TsLyjvpozrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/K2pORjtqjeE/s1600/preconceito.jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cLW-GpQRwwA/TsLyjvpozrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/K2pORjtqjeE/s320/preconceito.jpg2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ao longo da nossa vida apreendemos conceitos que definem a nossa atitude e comportamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As diferenças relativamente a ideais e formas de encarar os desafios da vida, levam naturalmente ao confronto dos conceitos adquiridos (preconceitos).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muitas vezes um dos intervenientes na situação, recorre à célebre expressão:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Isso é preconceito! ou de forma mais pessoal - És um preconceituoso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na realidade, o que está a acontecer é um choque de preconceitos, de um lado e do outro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simplesmente um assume-se liberal nas suas ideias e considera o outro conservador nessa matéria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E é aí&amp;nbsp;que está o cerne da questão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liberal significa que para mim, tudo está sujeito a mudança? Posso aceitar tudo o que é diferente nos outros?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E o conservador? Deve assumir que tudo o que sabe e aprendeu, porque é tradição, porque já os pais pensavam e faziam assim, porque é cultural, etc... está certo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vamos considerar apenas alguns exemplos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma pessoa diz-se católica, porque já os seus pais eram católicos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pergunta: A sua crença assenta em convicção ou vem da tradição?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Outro diz-se católico, mas não praticante?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pergunta: É um cristão na teoria, mas não é cristão na prática?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conclusão: A Espiritualidade do homem tem que ser procurada no conhecimento profundo do Divino, tantas vezes distorcido pela tradição, e tem decerto bem mais importância do que ser apenas uma teoria. A relevância do cristianismo está na sua aplicação prática na vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consideremos outros dois exemplos em contexto diferente:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMSWxtmJQYU/TsL1Xo_AEII/AAAAAAAAA04/ZQsx5DqclBY/s1600/preconceito.jpg3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMSWxtmJQYU/TsL1Xo_AEII/AAAAAAAAA04/ZQsx5DqclBY/s1600/preconceito.jpg3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se alguém discorda do casamento entre pessoas do mesmo sexo... demonstra preconceito? Também será preconceito declarar-se contra o aborto? Existem conceitos que não podem ser definidos para satisfazer sentimentos (desejo, quero e posso) e muito menos pela mera conveniência da vida fácil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No primeiro caso, o casamento, é um padrão da vida humana instituído pelo próprio Criador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No segundo, é o próprio direito à vida, de um ser humano em gestação, que ainda não viu a luz do dia, mas existe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ajuda, conselho e orientação através do livro dos salmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As promessas de Deus e o Seu infinito poder como recurso imprescindível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGz8FFI5xp4/Tr613so6pnI/AAAAAAAAAy4/EyKa9PQ_poY/s1600/anti1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGz8FFI5xp4/Tr613so6pnI/AAAAAAAAAy4/EyKa9PQ_poY/s1600/anti1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muitos dizem a meu respeito:- Nem Deus o poderá salvar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Mas tu Senhor, és o meu escudo protetor, és tu a minha glória e a minha coragem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Invoco o Senhor, pedindo ajuda, e ele responde-me do seu monte sagrado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Deito-me e durmo toda a noite e depois acordo, porque o Senhor me protege. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvsfx2N2hbs/Tr66gbvLbQI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5rmHKYtTOrU/s1600/anti11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvsfx2N2hbs/Tr66gbvLbQI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5rmHKYtTOrU/s1600/anti11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A morte cercou-me com os seus laços e as vagas destruidoras encheram-me de medo; o poder da morte envolveu-me com os seus laços e preparou-me armadilhas fatais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ó Senhor tu dás-me o escudo da tua proteção, amparas-me com a tua mão direita e a tua bondade fez-me prosperar. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fldg-0qfXas/Tr67uzLZ7hI/AAAAAAAAAzI/kn1Vag87ZY8/s1600/anti3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fldg-0qfXas/Tr67uzLZ7hI/AAAAAAAAAzI/kn1Vag87ZY8/s1600/anti3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Senhor é o meu pastor; nada me falta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ainda que eu atravesse o mais escuro vale, não terei receio de nada, porque tu, Senhor, estás comigo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A tua vara e o teu cajado dão-me segurança. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ8ZKPM_ovs/Tr6-wKp--aI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/int20SRRiIQ/s1600/anti4.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ8ZKPM_ovs/Tr6-wKp--aI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/int20SRRiIQ/s1600/anti4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Põe a tua vida nas mãos do Senhor, confia nele e ele te ajudará.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ele fará brilhar a tua retidão e a tua justiça como o Sol brilha ao meio dia. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl-37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQvQnQpyMQ8/Tr7As8FVWtI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uGrbqZGCwzE/s1600/anti5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQvQnQpyMQ8/Tr7As8FVWtI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uGrbqZGCwzE/s1600/anti5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por que hei-de estar desanimado e preocupado?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero confiar no Senhor e ainda o hei-de louvar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ele é o meu Deus e o meu salvador! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Opkm4s34MzY/Tr7CUeuTVBI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Bqz6jwyvmM4/s1600/anti6.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Opkm4s34MzY/Tr7CUeuTVBI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Bqz6jwyvmM4/s1600/anti6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ó Deus, pelo teu amor, tem compaixão de mim; apaga os meus pecados, pela tua grande misericórdia!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reconheço as minhas faltas e estou sempre consciente dos meus pecados.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ó Deus dá-me um coração puro, renova e dá firmeza ao meu espírito! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjioCjDDbRc/Tr7f08UvvSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/KV4dDGHnuS4/s1600/anti7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjioCjDDbRc/Tr7f08UvvSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/KV4dDGHnuS4/s1600/anti7.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ó Deus, tu és o meu Deus! Sem cessar te procuro!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A minha alma está sedenta de ti; todo o meu ser te deseja, como a terra árida, exausta e sem água.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Quero ver-te no teu santuário, e contemplar o teu poder e a tua glória. A minha alma ficará satisfeita como se tivesse comido uma deliciosa refeição. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-3oluq4cLo/Tr7g4YeymCI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rOpALTYeY-U/s1600/anti8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-3oluq4cLo/Tr7g4YeymCI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rOpALTYeY-U/s1600/anti8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Senhor tu és o nosso refúgio para sempre. Antes de surgirem as montanhas, antes de existirem a terra e o mundo, desde sempre e para sempre tu és Deus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Venha sobre nós a bondade do Senhor, nosso Deus. Que Ele confirme os nossos trabalhos, para nosso bem e para sua honra! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEnB9ZHRfTE/Tr7j55ygEII/AAAAAAAAA0A/N_KNV5nHArc/s1600/anjo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UEnB9ZHRfTE/Tr7j55ygEII/AAAAAAAAA0A/N_KNV5nHArc/s1600/anjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na verdade ele há-de livrar-te de armadilhas ocultas e proteger-te contra venenos mortais. Não tenhas medo dos perigos da noite, nem das setas lançadas de dia, nem da peste que alastra nas trevas, nem dos males que matam em pleno dia. Porque Deus há-de enviar os seus anjos, para que te guardem em todos os teus caminhos. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yENUZ1aTB00/Tr7lPhYxWMI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PWjc_Xo6m8Q/s1600/anti10.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yENUZ1aTB00/Tr7lPhYxWMI/AAAAAAAAA0I/PWjc_Xo6m8Q/s1600/anti10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero louvar o Senhor com toda a minha alma, sem esquecer nenhum dos seus benefícios. É ele quem perdoa todas as minhas culpas e cura todas as minhas enfermidades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;É ele que me resgata do túmulo e me enche de amor e ternura; é ele quem cumula de bens a minha existência e me dá a agilidade de uma águia. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sl.103&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois não é contra seres humanos que temos de combater,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas contra poderes e autoridades,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que dominam este mundo de escuridão e contra espíritos do mal,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que não se vêem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Era uma vez uma cobra que começou a perseguir um pirilampo que só vivia para brilhar...!&lt;br /&gt;
Ele fugia rápido com medo da feroz predadora, e a cobra nem pensava em desistir.&lt;br /&gt;
Fugiu um dia e nada, ela não desistia, dois dias...&lt;br /&gt;
No terceiro dia, já sem forças, o pirilampo parou e disse à cobra:&lt;br /&gt;
- Posso fazer-te três perguntas?&lt;br /&gt;
- Podes. Não costumo abrir esse precedente para ninguém mas já que te vou comer, podes perguntar.&lt;br /&gt;
1. Pertenço à tua cadeia alimentar?&lt;br /&gt;
- Não.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Fiz-te alguma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;
- Não.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Então porque é que me queres comer?&lt;br /&gt;
- PORQUE NÃO SUPORTO VER-TE BRILHAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Autor desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ws3n-dBbwug/Trbd5va49XI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Lj9erD34jmM/s1600/FALTA+DE+PERD%25C3%2583O.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/-Ws3n-dBbwug/Trbd5va49XI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Lj9erD34jmM/s1600/FALTA+DE+PERD%25C3%2583O.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;Perdão de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Somos imperfeitos e nada que façamos pode apagar os nossos erros, a não ser o amor de Deus. Ele não obriga ninguém a fazer o que quer que seja, mas espera de braços abertos, o momento de nos abraçar e perdoar.&lt;br /&gt;
Conhecer Deus e o seu amor é a melhor terapia para a culpa.&lt;br /&gt;
Não implica esforço da nossa parte... simplesmente, reconhecermos nossas fraquezas e entregarmos a Ele, as nossas vidas, de corpo e alma, todos os sentimentos e emoções.&lt;br /&gt;
Deus não escolhe pessoas perfeitas, mas vê em cada um de nós, matéria suficiente para Ele transformar, aperfeiçoar e dignificar com a sua presença e operação. Ele criou-nos à sua imagem e semelhança; para Ele, temos enorme potencial, mesmo que nos tenhamos desviado do alvo indicado para nós. Para qualquer história vivida, em Deus há um novo rumo, que advém do seu perdão.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C1g2RkS0QLE/TrbateFYbOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/73F1L_5nX4Y/s1600/perdoar+faz+bem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C1g2RkS0QLE/TrbateFYbOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/73F1L_5nX4Y/s1600/perdoar+faz+bem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;Perdoar-se a si e aos outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aprenda a perdoar a si mesmo. Acredite nas possibilidades de Deus quanto ao seu futuro.&lt;br /&gt;
Largue o peso do passado nas mãos de Deus e avance. Cada instante do presente é a chance que temos de iniciar uma caminhada para o futuro.&lt;br /&gt;
Se acha que tem pouco valor, lembre-se que Deus tem opinião diferente!&lt;br /&gt;
Corrija o que tem a corrigir e ore a Deus por sabedoria..&lt;br /&gt;
Se magoou alguém, peça perdão. Nem sempre resulta em reconciliação; a outra pessoa poderá não corresponder de igual modo, mas faça-o por si, liberte-se do mau orgulho.&lt;br /&gt;
Em caso inverso, tome a resolução de perdoar. Perdoar os outros, aproxima-nos de Deus. Se Ele nos perdoou a nós, quem somos nós para não perdoar?&lt;br /&gt;
A dor, a mágoa, o sofrimento, que sente devido à ofensa ou agressão, física ou emocional, podem ser intensos.&lt;br /&gt;
Perdoar não é a absolvição da pessoa que errou, mas para si, é o primeiro passo para curar as suas emoções e sentimentos. O perdão não é um milagre que o faz esquecer o que aconteceu, mas é o processo que Deus usa, para o capacitar a lidar com isso, liberto e com paz.&lt;br /&gt;
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