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/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ensinamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Despertamento" /><title>Aprovado ou Reprovado?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://deusnomeuviver.blogspot.com/feeds/9212211519217604459/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://deusnomeuviver.blogspot.com/2011/09/reprovado-ou-aprovado.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027066412879121189/posts/default/9212211519217604459?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027066412879121189/posts/default/9212211519217604459?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/deusnomeuviver/~3/3mvVNSfvims/reprovado-ou-aprovado.html" title="Aprovado ou Reprovado?" /><author><name>Márcia 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Alguns meses eu ando relapsa com algumas coisas, confesso... uma delas é o meu blog que eu já amei mais (risos). Não quero culpar o tempo... não usarei desculpas, apenas fazer um pedido: Orem por mim!
O texto abaixo é do Eduardo Victor (do site outras fronteiras... Gostei tanto que resolvi compartilhar com você... 
É uma prova para avaliar o nosso EGO e até onde ele tem prevalecido em nossa vida&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“Tudo que Deus nos diz é cheio de força viva: é mais cortante do que o punhal mais afiado, e corta rápido e profundo em nossos pensamentos e desejos mais íntimos em todos os seus detalhes, mostrando-nos como somos na realidade.” Hebreus 4:12 (Bíblia Viva) 
A palavra de Deus é viva e ela se torna eficaz em nossa vida quando decidimos confessá-la!
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Já tem um bom tempo que eu não escrevo no blog...Por falta de tempo? Talvez. Por falta de vontade? Quem sabe! Acho que eu ando é mesmo bem apática para determinadas coisas. Entrei em uma outra dimensão de relacionamento com o Pai Celestial, e buscando entender o que é realmente prioridades na minha vida.Tudo de repente ficou diferente. As banalidades de antes tão priorizada por mim, deixaram &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Minha fase de solidão...
O silêncio: algo tão presente na nossa vida, mas com o qual muito poucos sabem lidar, poucos mesmo. Tenho pensado muito nesse assunto nos últimos dias...
Quando digo silêncio, me refiro a um estado que vai além da ausência de sons – algo que se aproxima mais da solidão a que eu estou vivendo ultimamente por opção própria... 
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Voltando das férias...
Ainda me encontro consternada com os acontecimentos na região serrana do meu amado Rio de Janeiro.
Diante de um número absurdo de mortos, longe de mim aqui, discursar, apenas chorar com os que choram; colaborar com os que perderam muito mais do que seus bens materiais... perderam seus amados na tragédia. 
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Entrei de férias, mas ainda não consegui prová-la, ou seja, me desligar totalmente... Tenho trabalhado tanto... mas o pior de tudo é a minha mente que não pára de pensar em coisas que estão muito além das minhas forças...
Parece incrível quando você precisa se desligar... parar para o tão de Deus descanso. Surgem tantas guerras, tantas coisas pra resolver, que por instantes, você pensa que a &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Eu estava observando um casal de rolinhas pegando sol nos galhos do bonito e imponente pinheiro, que fica bem de frente a minha varanda. Os raios solares penetravam os seus galhos e iam em direção a aquele casalzinho de aves, que se banhavam alegremente no sol daquela manhã (momento intimidade). Por alguns minutos fiquei ali... sem querer interromper, imóvel, em estado contemplativo, daquele &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“Porque Deus não nos deu o espírito de temor (medo), mas de fortaleza (poder), de amor e de moderação (equilíbrio).” II Tm 1:7
O medo impede de tomar posse de muitas promessas de Deus.Já virou praticamente uma síndrome dos dias atuais, pois tem tanta gente com medo de tudo. Por medo, não saem de casa, não se relacionam, não produzem, não vivem... são neutralizadas...
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Em Eclesiastes 3:1-8, a Palavra de Deus nos diz que “há para todas as coisas, um tempo determinado por Deus”.
Não podemos nos esquecer das bênçãos do Senhor sobre nossas vidas, tais bênçãos revelam-se antes de tudo nos momentos de provações, expressos por nossas perdas necessárias, no curso da vida.
No curso de toda a nossa vida nos deparamos com uma realidade de perdas. Nesta, vitimamos e &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Todos nós trazemos uma “pendenga” de infância; algo que carregamos e que se não tratados, tornarão um problema adiante. Pois bem, na minha infância, meu pai foi um militar severo, que gerou em nossa família muita rigidez. As coisas tinham hora para serem feitas, e, “ai” de nós ousarmos não cumpri-las. Por mais que me esforçasse, nunca conseguia atingir o nível de “perfeição” que meu pai desejava&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“E dizia a todos: Se alguém quer vir após mim, negue-se a si mesmo, e tome cada dia a sua cruz, e siga-me”. Lucas 9:23
Esse dia amanheceu diferente pra mim... Eu tive um sonho na noite passada que deixou a minha alma perturbada. Como não se bastasse, à tarde, recebo a notícia de que um ente querido meu havia falecido... estou triste.
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Outro dia fiquei perplexa com uma cena que presenciei. Uma mulher de muito mau humor amaldiçoava o seu dia que estava apenas começando. Sua língua cortante disparava para todos os lados sua ingratidão a Aquele que estava presenteando-a com mais um dia de vida. Ele estava perdendo uma oportunidade maravilhosa de reverter aquele quadro tão triste. Quem sabe ela nunca parou para pensar que o dono &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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 “... e aprendei de mim...” Mateus 11:29 
Quando buscamos conhecer melhor a Cristo, passamos a viver a maior aventura de toda a nossa vida. E quanto mais nos aproximamos dEle, mais O desejamos conhecer. Não posso dar por satisfeita com o que já sei sobre Ele...eu quero mais...
Quero aprender... quero viver totalmente para o meu Mestre!
Aproveito para deixar nesse espaço, um texto do Augusto Cury&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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"Os teus olhos viram o meu corpo ainda informe; e no teu livro todas estas coisas foram escritas; as quais em continuação foram formadas, quando nem ainda uma delas havia". Sl 139:16
Hoje é o meu ANIVERSÀRIO!!!
É um dia qualquer pra muita gente, mas não para mim, é a data que eu nasci. Por isso, eu estou super alegre, super feliz sim!
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Ontem uma pessoa muito estimada disse assim pra mim: “Eu estou precisando de amigos intercessores e logo você veio ao meu coração”. 
Que privilégio o meu, ser considerada amiga. Rimos e partilhamos necessidades, experiências e descobrimos, mais uma vez, como é bom não estar só... Lembrei de alguns trechos de uma canção da cantora Elaine de Jesus – Tesouro do Coração...
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"Porquanto tão encarecidamente me amou, também eu o livrarei; pô-lo-ei em retiro alto, porque conheceu o meu nome. Ele me invocará, e eu lhe responderei; estarei com ele na angústia; dela o retirarei, e o glorificarei". Sl 91:14-15
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“Tu visitas a terra, e a refrescas; tu a enriqueces grandemente com o rio de Deus, que está cheio de água; tu lhe preparas o trigo, quando assim a tens preparada”. Sl 65:9
Dias atrás observei que algumas plantas da minha varanda estavam murchas. As folhagens arriadas quase ao chão; algumas já amareladas, sem vida. Preocupada corri para ver de perto e procurar entender o que se passava com elas. &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Quero deixar um texto que veio ao meu coração e que mais uma vez trouxe temor e despertamento para a minha vida. Diante de tanta carnalidade vista nesses últimos dias... sim! Estamos vivendo verdadeiramente os últimos dias. Leia e reflita. Depois passeie em alguns blogs ditos “cristãos” e, compare com esse texto. Ou melhor... não vá; pegue sua bíblia e alimente-se da Palavra da Verdade. O sal &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“Então virou Ezequias o seu rosto para a parede, e orou ao Senhor. Vai, e dize a Ezequias: Assim diz o Senhor, o Deus de Davi teu pai: Ouvi a tua oração, e vi as tuas lágrimas; eis que acrescentarei aos teus dias quinze anos”. Isaias 38:2-5
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"Se alguém não estiver em mim, será lançado fora, como a vara, e secará; e os colhem e lançam no fogo, e ardem". João 15:6
Alguns fazendeiros iriam viajar de trem até o mercado de uma grande cidade no qual fariam negócios. Eles embarcaram no último vagão da composição e se envolveram tanto na animada conversa em que estavam que não perceberam que o trem não se movia. Eles perguntaram por que &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“Na angústia invoquei ao Senhor, e clamei ao meu Deus; desde o seu templo ouviu a minha voz, aos seus ouvidos chegou o meu clamor perante a sua face”. Salmos 18:6
“Mas o que para mim era ganho reputei-o perda por Cristo”. Filipenses 3:7
Eu precisava escrever, declarando que JESUS é a fonte da minha felicidade!
No vagão de um trem, os passageiros conversavam sobre amenidades: como as coisas &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“Mas Deus escolheu as coisas loucas deste mundo para confundir as sábias; e Deus escolheu as coisas fracas deste mundo para confundir as fortes; E Deus escolheu as coisas vis deste mundo, e as desprezíveis, e as que não são, para aniquilar as que são; Para que nenhuma carne se glorie perante ele”. 1 Coríntios 1:27-29
Como o evangelho é surpreendente!
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 Existem coisas que eu ainda gosto muito de receber da minha mãe – seu abraço e os seus sábios conselhos. É um pacote que não abro mão. Todos os dias, eu e a minha mãe nos falamos ao telefone. Quando estou triste ou preocupada com alguma coisa, mesmo eu não deixando transparecer nada, ela do outro lado da linha percebe tudo e pergunta: O que está acontecendo minha filha? Você está preocupada com&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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“E sabemos que todas as coisas contribuem juntamente para o bem daqueles que amam a Deus, daqueles que são chamados segundo o seu propósito”. Romanos 8:28
Para os que amam a Deus é certamente verdade que todas as coisas servem a um propósito benéfico. Mas o âmago da questão é se amamos ou não a Deus. Será que podemos afirmar isso?
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