<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752</id><updated>2012-02-04T10:45:53.619-08:00</updated><category term='Mensagem de Otimismo'/><category term='A Corrida dos Sapinhos'/><category term='Acalme meus passos Senhor'/><category term='Começar o dia'/><category term='Presença de Jesus'/><category term='Promoção Um Pouco de Mim'/><category term='Mensagem para reunião de pais e mestres'/><category term='Mensagem de Páscoa'/><category term='É Preciso Manter Velas Acesas'/><category term='O Brasil'/><category term='Homenagem à Mulher'/><category term='tudo depende de ti'/><category term='Tributo á Minha Mãe'/><category term='Dia das Crianças'/><category term='Deus falando'/><category term='Sugestões de Dinâmicas'/><category term='Mensagem de Uma Criança'/><category term='A Soma dos Talentos'/><category term='Liberte-se...'/><category term='Oração das Famílias'/><category term='Os Girassóis'/><category term='Uma Gota...'/><category term='Linda Oração'/><category term='Um Dia Você Aprende'/><category term='Seja Feliz'/><category term='Oração de Natal'/><category term='Vale a Pena Ler'/><category term='Feliz Ano Novo'/><category term='Ser Pai...'/><category term='Será que Deus é culpado'/><category term='Mensagem para o primeiro dia de aula'/><category term='Pedido de Natal'/><category term='Ser Mãe'/><category term='Mensagem para você'/><category term='Mensagem de Natal'/><category term='Para Refletir'/><category term='Vale a Pena Meditar...'/><category term='Poema do Amigo Aprendiz'/><category term='Contra quem lutamos...'/><category term='Carinho às Amigas'/><category term='Não Espere'/><category term='O profundo amor de Deus por mim'/><category term='Para Você Mulher'/><category term='Mensagem...Aprendemos...'/><category term='Oração para início de aula'/><category term='Vou lhe fazer um convite'/><category term='Oração da Manhã'/><category term='Nada é Fácil'/><category term='Retrato de mãe'/><category term='Um Caminho a Construir'/><category term='Homenagem aos Professores'/><title type='text'>"Só Mensagens"!</title><subtitle type='html'>"Um cantinho de Leitura e Reflexão"!
Profª Maria Marlene</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-1738433829840957895</id><published>2012-01-27T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T16:37:11.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Corrida dos Sapinhos'/><title type='text'>A Corrida dos Sapinhos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5leYa75-zik/TyNCReaZvzI/AAAAAAAAB9E/H5PHI5gF29o/s1600/A-corrida-dos-sapinhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5leYa75-zik/TyNCReaZvzI/AAAAAAAAB9E/H5PHI5gF29o/s200/A-corrida-dos-sapinhos.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Era uma vez uma corrida de sapinhos. O objetivo era atingir o alto de uma grande torre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Havia no local uma multidão assistindo. Muita gente para vibrar e torcer por eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Começou a competição...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mas como a multidão não acreditava que os sapinhos pudessem alcançar o alto daquela torre, o que se ouvia era:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;-“Que pena! Esses sapinhos não vão conseguir... não vão conseguir”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E os sapinhos começaram a desistir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mas havia &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;um" &lt;/span&gt;que persistia e continuava a subida em busca do topo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;A multidão continuava gritando:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;-“... que pena! Vocês não vão conseguir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E os sapinhos estavam mesmo desistindo, um por um...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... menos aquele sapinho que continuava tranquilo, embora cada vez mais arfante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Já ao final da competição, todos desistiram, menos ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;A curiosidade tomou conta de todos. Queriam saber o que tinha acontecido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E assim, quando foram perguntar ao sapinho como ele havia conseguido concluir a prova ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... aí conseguiram descobrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ELE ERA SURDO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Não permita que as pessoas com o péssimo hábito de serem negativas, derrubem as melhores e mais sábias esperanças de seu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LEMBRE-SE&lt;/span&gt; sempre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Há poder em nossas palavras e em tudo que pensamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Portanto, procure sempre ser positivo(a)!&amp;nbsp; Seja surdo(a) quando alguém lhe diz que você não pode realizar seus sonhos”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ACREDITE!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;... EM VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6KBiOzwaG8/TyM7UfyUFAI/AAAAAAAAB8s/-V_RS2q1yR8/s1600/signature.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="68" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6KBiOzwaG8/TyM7UfyUFAI/AAAAAAAAB8s/-V_RS2q1yR8/s200/signature.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWlXkprZ9EE/TyM7pJ0qXDI/AAAAAAAAB84/65te3eoVpQw/s1600/rosasvermelhas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="51" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWlXkprZ9EE/TyM7pJ0qXDI/AAAAAAAAB84/65te3eoVpQw/s200/rosasvermelhas.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-1738433829840957895?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/1738433829840957895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2012/01/corrida-dos-sapinhos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1738433829840957895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1738433829840957895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2012/01/corrida-dos-sapinhos.html' title='A Corrida dos Sapinhos!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5leYa75-zik/TyNCReaZvzI/AAAAAAAAB9E/H5PHI5gF29o/s72-c/A-corrida-dos-sapinhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-410648335307945185</id><published>2011-11-14T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:33:28.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>ERA UMA VEZ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37vW3PliZHY/TsFerpSKY0I/AAAAAAAAB70/NREfg_actcI/s1600/a-Era-Glacial-Fabula-da-sobrevivencia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37vW3PliZHY/TsFerpSKY0I/AAAAAAAAB70/NREfg_actcI/s200/a-Era-Glacial-Fabula-da-sobrevivencia.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...durante uma era glacial bem remota, quando parte do nosso planeta se achava coberto por densas camadas de gelo, muitos animais não resistiram ao frio intenso e morreram. Morreram indefesos por não se adaptarem às condições do clima hostil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Foi então que uma grande manada de porcos-espinhos, numa tentativa de se proteger e sobreviver, começou a se unir, a juntar-se mais e mais. Bem próximos um do outro, cada qual podia sentir o calor do corpo do outro. E assim bem juntos, bem unidos, agasalhavam-se mutuamente. Assim aquecidos, conseguiam enfrentar por mais tempo aquele inverno horrível.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vida ingrata, porém... os espinhos De cada um começaram a incomodar, a ferir os companheiros mais próximos, justamente aquele que lhes forneciam mais calor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feridos, magoados e sofridos começaram a afastar-se. Por não suportarem mais os espinhos dos seus semelhantes, eles se dispersaram.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Novo problema: afastados, separados, começaram a morrer congelados.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os que sobreviveram ao frio, voltaram a se aproximar, pouco a pouco. Com jeito e precauções, unidos novamente, mas cada qual conservando uma distância do outro. Distância mínima, mas suficiente para conviver, sem ferir, para sobreviver sem magoar, sem causar danos recíprocos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assim agindo, eles resistiram à longa era glacial. Apesar do frio e dos problemas, conseguiram sobreviver.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“VIVER NÃO CONSISTE APENAS EM RESPIRAR, MAS EM AGIR; E NADA DE GRANDIOSO SE CONSEGUE SEM UMA FORTE VONTADE E DE UMA GRANDE PARCELA DE AMOR, PARA PODERMOS SUPERAR AS DIFICULDADES E AS LIMITAÇÕES”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xW86L-DjdxM/TsFaYq3rpKI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Dny2x1cASQA/s1600/flores.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="67" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xW86L-DjdxM/TsFaYq3rpKI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Dny2x1cASQA/s320/flores.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-410648335307945185?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/410648335307945185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/11/era-uma-vez.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/410648335307945185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/410648335307945185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/11/era-uma-vez.html' title='ERA UMA VEZ...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37vW3PliZHY/TsFerpSKY0I/AAAAAAAAB70/NREfg_actcI/s72-c/a-Era-Glacial-Fabula-da-sobrevivencia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3778322627145495216</id><published>2011-10-11T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:02:36.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia das Crianças'/><title type='text'>Homenagem às Crianças!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sr2rN41JmrQ/TpTmolCqJaI/AAAAAAAAB7U/16HLQ1ilNu8/s1600/dia-da-crianca-2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sr2rN41JmrQ/TpTmolCqJaI/AAAAAAAAB7U/16HLQ1ilNu8/s320/dia-da-crianca-2009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Crianças ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vocês retratam ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;A pureza ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;A alegria ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;A ternura ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;O vigor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vocês também simbolizam ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;A paz ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;A inocência ... O amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Crianças !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sobre vocês ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Jesus Cristo disse assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;_”Os pequeninos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;deixai que venham a mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;...pois o reino dos céus ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;... é deles sim"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E aos adultos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ele também assim falou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Que o céu ... eles só alcançarão ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Se forem como crianças ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;... bondosos ... humildes ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;e puros de coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;... rogo a Deus em oração ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Que derrame sobre vocês ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Chuvas de Sabedoria ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Saúde ... e Proteção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Meu Carinho!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;(De minha autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfKMv01pZ4/TmV3qeumd8I/AAAAAAAAB6A/P65muOkz9BA/s1600/fechandociclos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfKMv01pZ4/TmV3qeumd8I/AAAAAAAAB6A/P65muOkz9BA/s200/fechandociclos.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Sempre é preciso saber quando uma etapa chega ao final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Se insistirmos em permanecer nela mais do que o tempo necessário, perdemos a alegria e o sentido das outras etapas que precisamos viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Encerrando ciclos, fechando portas, terminando capítulos. Não importa o nome que damos, o que importa é deixar no passado os momentos da vida que já se acabaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Foi despedida do trabalho? Terminou uma relação? Deixou a casa dos pais? Partiu para viver em outro país? A amizade tão longamente cultivada desapareceu sem explicações? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Você pode passar muito tempo se perguntando por que isso aconteceu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Pode dizer para si mesmo que não dará mais um passo enquanto não entender as razões que levaram certas coisas, que eram tão importantes e sólidas em sua vida, serem subitamente transformadas em pó. Mas tal atitude será um desgaste imenso para todos: seus pais, seus amigos, seus filhos, seus irmãos, todos estarão encerrando capítulos, virando a folha, seguindo adiante, e todos sofrerão ao ver que você está parado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ninguém pode estar ao mesmo tempo no presente e no passado, nem mesmo quando tentamos entender as coisas que acontecem conosco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;O que passou não voltará: não podemos ser eternamente meninos, adolescentes tardios, filhos que se sentem culpados ou rancorosos com os pais, amantes que revivem noite e dia uma ligação com quem já foi embora e não tem a menor intenção de voltar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;As coisas passam, e o melhor que fazemos é deixar que elas realmente possam ir embora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Por isso é tão importante (por mais doloroso que seja!) destruir recordações, mudar de casa, dar muitas coisas para orfanatos, vender ou doar os livros que tem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tudo neste mundo visível é uma manifestação do mundo invisível, do que está acontecendo em nosso coração... e o desfazer-se de certas lembranças significa também abrir espaço para que outras tomem o seu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Deixar ir embora. Soltar. Desprender-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ninguém está jogando nesta vida com cartas marcadas, portanto às vezes ganhamos, e às vezes perdemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não espere que devolvam algo, não espere que reconheçam seu esforço, que descubram seu gênio, que entendam seu amor. Pare de ligar sua televisão emocional e assistir sempre ao mesmo programa, que mostra como você sofreu com determinada perda: isso o estará apenas envenenando, e nada mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não há nada mais perigoso que rompimentos amorosos que não são aceitos, promessas de emprego que não têm data marcada para começar, decisões que sempre são adiadas em nome do "momento ideal". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Antes de começar um capítulo novo, é preciso terminar o antigo: diga a si mesmo que o que passou, jamais voltará!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Lembre-se de que houve uma época em que podia viver sem aquilo, sem aquela pessoa - nada é insubstituível, um hábito não é uma necessidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Pode parecer óbvio, pode mesmo ser difícil, mas é muito importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Encerrando ciclos. Não por causa do orgulho, por incapacidade, ou por soberba, mas porque simplesmente aquilo já não se encaixa mais na sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Feche a porta, mude o disco, limpe a casa, sacuda a poeira. Deixe de ser quem era, e se transforme em quem é. Torna-te uma pessoa melhor e assegura-te de que sabes bem quem és tu próprio, antes de conheceres alguém e de esperares que ele veja quem tu és..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E lembra-te:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tudo o que chega, chega sempre por alguma razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VS678QmFaIA/TmVxgzTGUrI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HpaBXwhQaNE/s1600/wkhdcp5p.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="49" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VS678QmFaIA/TmVxgzTGUrI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HpaBXwhQaNE/s320/wkhdcp5p.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_ioFPlIXgQ/TmVx0cc4L7I/AAAAAAAAB54/JZrmKJKq1MI/s1600/asinaturabebe.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_ioFPlIXgQ/TmVx0cc4L7I/AAAAAAAAB54/JZrmKJKq1MI/s320/asinaturabebe.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-6838047686300195239?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/6838047686300195239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/09/encerrando-ciclos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6838047686300195239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6838047686300195239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/09/encerrando-ciclos.html' title='Encerrando Ciclos!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfKMv01pZ4/TmV3qeumd8I/AAAAAAAAB6A/P65muOkz9BA/s72-c/fechandociclos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7189584026414724744</id><published>2011-08-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:33:16.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>A LISTA (OSWALDO MONTENEGRO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="height: 353px; text-align: left; width: 291px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;LIGUE A CAIXINHA... 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Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2X4tutuDw7M/Tk8ma0iYjpI/AAAAAAAAB3g/hsyd71GvSEg/s72-c/barrinha15.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-59776074339995440</id><published>2011-08-10T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:03:06.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda Oração'/><title type='text'>ORAÇÃO PELOS PAIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXLfn4WQgF0/TkKdKvRXXEI/AAAAAAAAB3A/KLTMiUJ_Wis/s1600/menina%2Borando2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXLfn4WQgF0/TkKdKvRXXEI/AAAAAAAAB3A/KLTMiUJ_Wis/s200/menina%2Borando2.jpg" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Senhor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Abençoa todos aqueles que têm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;a difícil tarefa de educar os filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Dá-lhes coragem, compreensão e sabedoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Dá-lhes alegria e fé para que possam ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;aqueles amigos que a juventude espera;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Capazes de ouvir seus anseios sem recriminações;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Capazes de aprender a mensagem de seus corações, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;sem confundi-la com a sua emotividade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Capazes de orientar a sua inteligência num justo termo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;sem muitas palavras vazias de significação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Senhor,se todos os Pais do mundo não forem abençoados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;o mundo será estéril e os pequenos, rejeitados;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não mais acharemos quem queira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;a responsabilidade de ser pai;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não haverá mais amor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E o riso das crianças não será mais ouvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E a terra nada mais produzirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não haverá estímulo, não haverá vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E o egoísmo levará o homem a exterminar seu irmão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;pois não haverá a simplicidade de crianças para fazê-lo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;- pensar na pureza de um gesto;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;- na responsabilidade de uma vida que depende do outro;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;- na fraternidade humana de todas as criaturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Senhor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Que todos os Pais do mundo saibam ser verdadeiramente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;pais, amando, compreendendo e perdoando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;para que assim possam estar à altura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;da missão que Tu mesmo colocaste em suas mãos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;quando os criaste à Sua imagem e semelhança..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(da obra de Ilka Neves e Algair Siqueira - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFX4B8HuocM/TkKcLrLGR3I/AAAAAAAAB2w/qOG126c_wtk/s1600/assingirasol.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="104" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFX4B8HuocM/TkKcLrLGR3I/AAAAAAAAB2w/qOG126c_wtk/s200/assingirasol.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--v7paRVxcy4/TkKcceAeVMI/AAAAAAAAB24/Y-xG82Ueq4A/s1600/4881354_jTQF2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="54" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--v7paRVxcy4/TkKcceAeVMI/AAAAAAAAB24/Y-xG82Ueq4A/s200/4881354_jTQF2.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-59776074339995440?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/59776074339995440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ele já tinha todas as rugas do tempo, quando o encontrei pela primeira vez. Queixava-se de que tinha muito o que fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Perguntei-lhe como era possível que em sua solidão, tivesse tanto trabalho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; __ Tenho que domar dois falcões, treinar duas águias, manter quietos dois coelhos, vigiar uma serpente, carregar um asno e dominar um leão! __ disse ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; __ Não vejo nenhum animal perto do local onde vives. Onde eles estão? Ele explicou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; __ Estes animais, todos os Homens têm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Os dois &lt;u&gt;falcões&lt;/u&gt; se lançam sobre tudo o que aparece, seja bom ou mau. Tenho que domá-los para que se fixem sobre uma boa presa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; São os meus &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;OLHOS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As duas &lt;u&gt;águias&lt;/u&gt;, ferem e destroçam com suas garras. Tenho que treiná-las para que sejam úteis sem ferir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; São as minhas &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;MÃOS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Os dois &lt;u&gt;coelhos&lt;/u&gt; querem ir aonde lhes agradem. Fugindo dos demais e esquivando-se das dificuldades...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tenho que ensinar-lhes a ficarem quietos, mesmo que seja penoso, problemático e desagradável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; São os meus &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;OLHOS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O mais difícil é vigiar a &lt;u&gt;serpente.&lt;/u&gt; Apesar de estar presa numa jaula de 32 barras, mal se abre a jaula, está sempre pronta para morder e envenenar os que a rodeiam. Se não a vigio de perto, causa danos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; É a minha &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;LÍNGUA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;O &lt;u&gt;burro (asno)&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;é muito obstinado, não quer cumprir com suas obrigações. Alega estar cansado e se recusa a transportar a carga de cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; É o meu &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;CORPO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finalmente, preciso dominar o &lt;u&gt;leão&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ele sempre quer ser o Rei, o mais importante. É vaidoso e orgulhoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; É o meu &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;CORAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Autor desconhecido-imagem colhida na net)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;REFLEXÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Quando aprendemos a dominar todas as FERAS que existem dentro de cada um de nós, nos tornaremos naquilo que o PAI quer que sejamos... “Humildes, Caridosos, que saibamos nos amar, amar o nosso próximo e principalmente amar a Deus sobre todas as coisas”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPogYU62So4/TiOEp_1lzSI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ajrpqBZhLzo/s1600/meunome.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="29" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qPogYU62So4/TiOEp_1lzSI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ajrpqBZhLzo/s320/meunome.png" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkUAslRGqcY/TiOA9DBA_TI/AAAAAAAAB18/yqc1hEglwHk/s1600/2713926_UUAnN.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="47" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkUAslRGqcY/TiOA9DBA_TI/AAAAAAAAB18/yqc1hEglwHk/s320/2713926_UUAnN.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-9144575893930564242?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/9144575893930564242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-domador-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9144575893930564242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9144575893930564242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-domador-de-mim.html' title='Eu, domador de mim!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sCvwVfCGo/TiOHoUFcxtI/AAAAAAAAB2M/O8MNuqPQD_U/s72-c/farol%2Bperfeito%2B3_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8585045966356874240</id><published>2011-06-26T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:13:47.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oração para início de aula'/><title type='text'>Oração do Estudante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyhjzw1x_Bo/TgfKHRD1o8I/AAAAAAAAB04/8sC8GCfaIag/s1600/menininha-rezando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyhjzw1x_Bo/TgfKHRD1o8I/AAAAAAAAB04/8sC8GCfaIag/s200/menininha-rezando.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Senhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu sou estudante, e por sinal, inteligente, prova disso é o fato de eu estar aqui, conversando com o Senhor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Obrigado(a) pelo dom da inteligência e pela possibilidade de estudar. Mas, como o Senhor Jesus Cristo sabe, a vida de estudante nem sempre é fácil. A rotina cansa e o aprender exige uma série de renúncia: meu cinema, meu jogo preferido, os meus passeios e também alguns programas de TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu sei que preparo hoje o meu amanhã, por isso lhe peço Senhor, ajuda-me a ser um bom/boa estudante. Dê-me coragem e entusiasmo cada dia para recomeçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&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; Abençoe a mim, minha família e meus professores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em nome de Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AMÉM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Desconheço a autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYs532MSlVU/TgfIuzSxZmI/AAAAAAAAB0w/zwHj5WBEND4/s1600/assinaturaminha.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="69" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYs532MSlVU/TgfIuzSxZmI/AAAAAAAAB0w/zwHj5WBEND4/s320/assinaturaminha.gif" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-n2II_3fMPOE/TgfIhXFPFwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ugCu1jGg8zM/s1600/46.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="64" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2II_3fMPOE/TgfIhXFPFwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ugCu1jGg8zM/s320/46.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8585045966356874240?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8585045966356874240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/06/oracao-do-estudante.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8585045966356874240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8585045966356874240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/06/oracao-do-estudante.html' title='Oração do Estudante!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyhjzw1x_Bo/TgfKHRD1o8I/AAAAAAAAB04/8sC8GCfaIag/s72-c/menininha-rezando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8339868566294670453</id><published>2011-06-20T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:12:34.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>O Vinho e a Água!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb3m_yuyU80/Tf_hgzNkihI/AAAAAAAABwY/ul5REz9w21c/s1600/tc-agua-vinho-obelisco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb3m_yuyU80/Tf_hgzNkihI/AAAAAAAABwY/ul5REz9w21c/s320/tc-agua-vinho-obelisco.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nos Alpes Italianos existia um pequeno vilarejo que se dedicava ao cultivo de uvas para produção de vinho. Uma vez por ano, acontecia uma grande festa para comemorar o sucesso da colheita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A tradição exigia que nessa festa cada morador do vilarejo trouxesse uma garrafa do seu melhor vinho para colocar dentro de um grande barril, que ficava na praça central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um dos moradores pensou: “Por que deverei levar uma garrafa do meu mais puro vinho? Levarei água, pois no meio de tanto vinho, o meu não fará falta.” Assim pensou e assim fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Conforme o costume, em determinado momento, todos se reuniram na praça, cada um com sua caneca, para provar aquele vinho, cuja fama se estendia muito além das fronteiras do país.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Contudo, ao abrir a torneira, um absoluto silêncio tomou conta da multidão. Do barril saiu… Água! “A ausência da minha parte não fará falta.” Foi o pensamento de cada um dos produtores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Muitas vezes, somos conduzidos a pensar: “Tantas pessoas existem neste mundo! Se eu não fizer a minha parte, isto não terá importância.” Será?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;(Desconheço a autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-_GDrETcX7_A/Tf_gGUh0GzI/AAAAAAAABwQ/OGikhNUdKwY/s1600/signature_5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="84" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GDrETcX7_A/Tf_gGUh0GzI/AAAAAAAABwQ/OGikhNUdKwY/s320/signature_5.gif" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rglqc8VlZ74/Tf_fvQFWNcI/AAAAAAAABwI/jU7O5C7ykvQ/s1600/barraflorrosa01.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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type='html'>&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/-EgxU4ee_5wA/TerikfHJzXI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Gqk5CcQDr30/s1600/lendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgxU4ee_5wA/TerikfHJzXI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Gqk5CcQDr30/s200/lendo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;O homem é o único animal que ri dos outros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que passa por outro e finge que não vê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;É o único que fala mais que papagaio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Que gosta de escargot (fora, claro, o escargot).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;É o único que acha que Deus é parecido com ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;É o único...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Que se veste ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que despe os outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que faz o que gosta escondido;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que muda de cor quando se envergonha;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que senta e cruza as pernas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que sabe que vai morrer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que pensa que é eterno;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que não tem uma linguagem comum a toda a espécie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que se tosa voluntariamente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que lucra com os ovos dos outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que pensa que é anfíbio e morre afogado;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que tem bichos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que aposta nos outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que compra antenas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que se compara com os outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;O homem não é o único animal que se alimenta e cuida de sua crias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;mas é o único que usa isso para fazer chantagem emocional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Não é o único que mata, mas é o único que vende a pele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Não é o único que mata, mas é o único que manda matar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E não é o único...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que voa, mas é o único que paga pra isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que constrói casa, mas é o único que precisa de fechadura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que constrói casa, mas é o único que passa quinze anos pagando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que foge dos outros, mas é o único que chama isso de retirada estratégica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;... que trai, que polui e aterroriza, mas é o único que se justifica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/06/unico-animal.html' title='Único Animal...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgxU4ee_5wA/TerikfHJzXI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Gqk5CcQDr30/s72-c/lendo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5857638159238586925</id><published>2011-05-13T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:29:05.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem para reunião de pais e mestres'/><title type='text'>Nó no lençol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GDSywWfjyA/Tc2QzAsWjBI/AAAAAAAABsI/dXw4TtP33Mc/s1600/n%25C3%25B3nolen%25C3%25A7ol.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GDSywWfjyA/Tc2QzAsWjBI/AAAAAAAABsI/dXw4TtP33Mc/s320/n%25C3%25B3nolen%25C3%25A7ol.png" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Numa reunião de pais numa escola, a professora incentivava o apoio que os pais devem dar aos filhos e pedia-lhes que se mostrassem presentes, o máximo possível… Considerava que, embora a maioria dos pais e mães trabalhasse fora, deveriam arranjar tempo para se dedicar às crianças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas a professora ficou surpreendida quando um pai se levantou e explicou, humildemente, que não tinha tempo de falar com o filho nem de vê-lo durante a semana, porque quando ele saía para trabalhar era muito cedo e o filho ainda estava  dormindo e quando voltava do trabalho era muito tarde e o filho já dormia. Explicou, ainda, que tinha de trabalhar tanto para garantir o sustento da família, mas também contou que isso o deixava angustiado por não ter tempo para o filho e que tentava compensá-lo indo beijá-lo todas as noites quando chegava em casa. Mas, para que o filho soubesse da sua presença, ele dava um nó na ponta do lençol que o cobria. Isso acontecia religiosamente todas as noites quando ia beijá-lo. Quando o filho acordava e via o nó, sabia logo, que o pai tinha estado ali e o tinha beijado. O nó era o meio de comunicação entre eles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A professora emocionou-se com aquela história e ficou surpreendida quando constatou que o filho desse pai era um dos melhores alunos da escola.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Este fato, faz-nos refletir sobre as muitas maneiras de as pessoas se mostrarem presentes, e de comunicarem com os outros. Aquele pai encontrou a sua, que era simples mas eficiente. E o mais importante é que o filho percebia, através do nó, o que o pai estava a dizer. Simples gestos, como um beijo e um nó na ponta do lençol, valiam, para aquele filho, muito mais do que presentes ou a presença indiferente de outros pais. É por essa razão que um beijo cura a dor de cabeça, o arranhão no joelho, ou o medo do escuro…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; É importante que nos preocupemos com os outros, mas é também importante que os outros o saibam e que o sintam. As pessoas podem não entender o significado de muitas palavras, mas sabem reconhecer um gesto de amor.Mesmo que esse gesto seja apenas e só, um nó num lençol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&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; (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&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/-fUfvb_1VJLg/Tc2Df3I9DwI/AAAAAAAABsE/tRne29sInkM/s1600/signature.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUfvb_1VJLg/Tc2Df3I9DwI/AAAAAAAABsE/tRne29sInkM/s320/signature.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retrato de mãe'/><title type='text'>RETRATO DE MÃE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0em8Lgxs9sc/TcSHuVnsu9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/AJegCQiSzBY/s1600/ser_mae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0em8Lgxs9sc/TcSHuVnsu9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/AJegCQiSzBY/s1600/ser_mae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Uma simples mulher existe que,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;pela imensidão do seu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;tem um pouco de Deus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;e pela constância de sua dedicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;tem um pouco de anjo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;que, sendo moça, pensa como uma anciã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;e, sendo velha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;age com todas as forças da juventude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Quando ignorante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;melhor que qualquer sábio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;desvenda os segredos da natureza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;e, quando sábia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;assume a simplicidade das crianças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Pobre, sabe enriquecer-se com a felicidade dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;que ama e, rica, empobrecer-se para que seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;coração não sangre, ferido pelos ingratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Forte, entretanto, estremece ao choro duma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;criancinha, e fraca, não se altera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;com a bravura dos leões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Viva, não sabemos lhe dar o valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;porque à sua 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style="color: #990000;"&gt;e dirão que um pobre viandante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;em troca de suntuosa hospedagem recebida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;aqui deixou para todos o retrato de sua própria &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;MÃE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;(Desconheço a autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R17AQXkiNlU/TcSF5pSOPDI/AAAAAAAABrI/Uj4AnmwQdTk/s1600/assinatura_1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCX8XPHVgek/Tbhe8BZu_9I/AAAAAAAABpU/rs4bKH-I6jU/s1600/quadros-decorativos-de-rosas-12.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCX8XPHVgek/Tbhe8BZu_9I/AAAAAAAABpU/rs4bKH-I6jU/s200/quadros-decorativos-de-rosas-12.png" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;O ser humano possui defeitos e qualidades. Podemos compará-lo a uma roseira. Se olharmos e apreciarmos apenas as flores, ficaremos encantados com a sua beleza. Se, porém, olharmos apenas os espinhos da roseira, as lagartas, as taturanas ou os pulgões pousados em seus caules e suas folhas, não poderemos apreciar a beleza das flores e ficaremos aborrecidos com essas imagens desagradáveis. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Da mesma forma, se observarmos e apreciarmos as qualidades das pessoas, a vida será bela; mas, se ficarmos reparando apenas os defeitos dos outros, não poderemos sentir a alegria da vida, nem conhecer a beleza dos sentimentos humanos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As pessoas mais felizes são aquelas que veem nos outros somente as qualidades e as boas intenções e sentem-se gratas, exatamente como alguém que observa apenas as flores da roseira e aprecia a sua beleza. Pela lei da atração dos semelhantes, essas pessoas atrairão para si apenas a felicidade, a prosperidade e as pessoas bem-intencionadas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Fonte: Sabedoria da Vida Cotidiana, vol. 1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-6810648683492691092?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/6810648683492691092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-flores-e-os-espinhos-da-roseira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6810648683492691092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6810648683492691092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-flores-e-os-espinhos-da-roseira.html' title='As Flores e os Espinhos da Roseira!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCX8XPHVgek/Tbhe8BZu_9I/AAAAAAAABpU/rs4bKH-I6jU/s72-c/quadros-decorativos-de-rosas-12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7570239642160557110</id><published>2011-04-19T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T18:42:28.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem de Páscoa'/><title type='text'>Mensagem de Páscoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Rios de Águas Vivas corram dentro de ti,&lt;br /&gt;purificando e levando tudo aquilo o que não é de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Que... a glória de Deus repouse sobre tua vida.&lt;br /&gt;FELICIDADES!&lt;br /&gt;(Do site Cartooes.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sS1uLSG7zFQ/TYDLJ19rAjI/AAAAAAAABk0/X0-993E-CAg/s1600/vzztrl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 45px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584686907904426546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sS1uLSG7zFQ/TYDLJ19rAjI/AAAAAAAABk0/X0-993E-CAg/s320/vzztrl.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRWtbHYSCE/TYDKnbh6BcI/AAAAAAAABks/hwBpLpVLgJk/s1600/barra.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 55px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584686316693095874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRWtbHYSCE/TYDKnbh6BcI/AAAAAAAABks/hwBpLpVLgJk/s320/barra.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-2365068980617679813?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/2365068980617679813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-deus-te-abencoe-e-te-guarde.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2365068980617679813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2365068980617679813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-deus-te-abencoe-e-te-guarde.html' title='Que Deus te abençoe e te guarde!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMjGVFHs3aA/TYDOE8W_YeI/AAAAAAAABk8/gJDJEjE6RAs/s72-c/gifs_religiosos_25.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4482424007613709144</id><published>2011-03-06T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:50:52.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homenagem à Mulher'/><title type='text'>Para Você, Mulher!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.recadoscomfotos.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 504px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579643373003868882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6l7GBM6ypkw/TW7gFeVCCtI/AAAAAAAABjk/CU5gp_mc1XI/s320/8624461.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há um trem partindo para um lugar chamado Felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Já adquiri o bilhete da Alegria!&lt;br /&gt;Quer um também?&lt;br /&gt;Reservei um assento, bem ao lado da Esperança.&lt;br /&gt;Ele fará o Caminho da Fé, e nos levará pelos montes da&lt;br /&gt;Confiança, pelos prados das Virtudes, pelas colinas&lt;br /&gt;da Pureza da Alma.&lt;br /&gt;Atravessará as pontes e viadutos da Aventura,&lt;br /&gt;dos Sonhos do Contentamento.&lt;br /&gt;Esse trem seguirá pela estrada da Dignidade, nos levará&lt;br /&gt;sem sustos pelas veredas da Satisfação e não pegará&lt;br /&gt;nenhum atalho para a falsidade ou indiferença.&lt;br /&gt;O seu trilho estará apoiado sobre as vigas da Honestidade,&lt;br /&gt;Seu rumo será o Amor, Carinho, Bem-Querer.&lt;br /&gt;E qualquer pane que ocorra pelo caminho, terá como certo,&lt;br /&gt;o destino do Prazer de Viver.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos?&lt;br /&gt;(Do site Recados Animados)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ehVdrOGMuyc/TW7V52C_V5I/AAAAAAAABjc/F_qsF_gT8gs/s1600/signature_5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578888377666942114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GNkKd_3H7M/TWwxa9hktKI/AAAAAAAABjM/9sa1_S-5J-0/s320/signature_2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Fiquei apavorada com o que aconteceu com meu Blog!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ficou cheio de sapinhos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Como o Template (por sinal eu amava), foi colhido na internet, do site "Templates e Acessórios",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;percebi que tudo era hospedado no site que está ou estava com problemas ... Diante disso e também por medo de perder tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;resolvi mudar o template por um simples do blogger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;até esfriar a cabeça e encontrar outro mais adequado ao tema do meu blog. Enquanto isso, vou enfeitando do meu jeito... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Espero que apesar de tudo, sintam-se à vontade &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Bjus e continuem me visitando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Brevemente "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Só Mensagens&lt;/span&gt;" estará de cara nova e lindo pra vocês. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Com Carinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maria Marlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TSZvzeG6PXI/AAAAAAAABgw/ApzaW4r5IAQ/s1600/23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559253720081513842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TSZvzeG6PXI/AAAAAAAABgw/ApzaW4r5IAQ/s320/23.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-598956156349887164?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/598956156349887164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/02/socorroooo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/598956156349887164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/598956156349887164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/02/socorroooo.html' title='Oi Genteee!!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GNkKd_3H7M/TWwxa9hktKI/AAAAAAAABjM/9sa1_S-5J-0/s72-c/signature_2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3001564382614588450</id><published>2011-02-08T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T09:10:03.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oração das Famílias'/><title type='text'>Oração das Famílias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF4baPD4LI/AAAAAAAABic/Xo3poaMdZMA/s1600/familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571366626328305842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF4baPD4LI/AAAAAAAABic/Xo3poaMdZMA/s320/familia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Senhor, abençoa nossas famílias!&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa essa fonte geradora de cidadãos&lt;br /&gt;conscientes e livres.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa os lares, para que em todos eles reinem&lt;br /&gt;a compreensão e a harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa os pais, para que sejam amor,&lt;br /&gt;força e sustento para todos.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa as mães, para que sejam luz, vida e ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa os filhos, a fim de que possam crescer&lt;br /&gt;honestos e responsáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa, Senhor, as famílias que sabem partilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;seus bens: casa, alimento, educação e saúde.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa as famílias em crise, para que apostem&lt;br /&gt;no diálogo e na união.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa, Senhor nosso Pai, todos nós, para que sejamos&lt;br /&gt;irmãos, sem distinção de raça, cor, costumes e religião.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, que Jesus Cristo, teu filho amado, seja nosso&lt;br /&gt;companheiro de caminhada nesta terra. Amém!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF3xMsLI7I/AAAAAAAABiU/b-Nl9Mw8oJQ/s1600/assin%2B5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571365901137814450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF3xMsLI7I/AAAAAAAABiU/b-Nl9Mw8oJQ/s320/assin%2B5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF3kuwrZmI/AAAAAAAABiM/sRyH2efdAno/s1600/barra22.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 45px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571365686945212002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF3kuwrZmI/AAAAAAAABiM/sRyH2efdAno/s320/barra22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3001564382614588450?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3001564382614588450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/02/oracao-das-familias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3001564382614588450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3001564382614588450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/02/oracao-das-familias.html' title='Oração das Famílias!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TVF4baPD4LI/AAAAAAAABic/Xo3poaMdZMA/s72-c/familia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-2162979915412556729</id><published>2011-01-28T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:48:21.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo á Minha Mãe'/><title type='text'>Tributo à Minha Mãe (Muita dor no meu peito)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468213791592960034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-L_eLvKUCI/AAAAAAAABDA/6GR_Mkym-9Q/s320/5585687_ItUlE.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiz este poema para minha&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mãezinha, para homenageá-la no dia das Mães!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Hoje, ela partiu para Cristo (28/01/2011). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Estou longe dela, só a verei amanhã depois de uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;longa viagem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Meu coração tá doendo e para amenizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;a dor, vim ao computador ver a sua foto e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;postar esse poema que estava no meu outro blog "Só Poemas"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Sei que a senhora está com Deus... minha velhinha querida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Te falei da última vez: "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Te amo mamãe&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ouvi de ti: "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Também te amo&lt;/span&gt;"!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468209461150045554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-L7iHlHVXI/AAAAAAAABCw/aPQXAVdUP44/s320/maezinha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;osto cansado, já marcado pelo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;spelho que reflete toda uma vida, de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;rabalho incessante e com muito afinco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;etrato de “Mulher Guerreira”,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ltiva, corajosa e dedicada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;eu ventre tão fértil, ó mãe!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;os teus dez filhos, deste vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;em sequer reclamou das adversidades, por isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;eus, certamente fez de ti, “a escolhida”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h! Mãe bondosa, conselheira, destemida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467956734268610434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IVrelJF4I/AAAAAAAABBY/oN16eZEnMaM/s320/5585687_ItUlE.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"  &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;, quisera eu, poder neste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;nstante, estar pertinho de ti&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; tua face, com carinho beijar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;oje, mãe... de todo o meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ti eu venho, o meu amor declarar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467956734268610434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IVrelJF4I/AAAAAAAABBY/oN16eZEnMaM/s320/5585687_ItUlE.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ulher...Mãe...”Símbolo Angelical”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;colhedora e plenamente abençoada&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;É&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; do Supremo, “A Criação Especial”.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;De sua filha: Maria Marlene&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 61px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467956734268610434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IVrelJF4I/AAAAAAAABBY/oN16eZEnMaM/s320/5585687_ItUlE.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; HEIGHT: 57px" border="0" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/vzztrl.jpg" width="218" height="69" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-2162979915412556729?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/2162979915412556729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/01/tributo-minha-mae-muita-dor-no-meu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2162979915412556729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2162979915412556729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/01/tributo-minha-mae-muita-dor-no-meu.html' title='Tributo à Minha Mãe (Muita dor no meu peito)'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-L_eLvKUCI/AAAAAAAABDA/6GR_Mkym-9Q/s72-c/5585687_ItUlE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5483662412549164104</id><published>2011-01-25T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:06:28.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda Oração'/><title type='text'>Linda Oração!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9WtNVaocI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KcNF3VQkSRM/s1600/m%25C3%25A3os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566262999126811074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9WtNVaocI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KcNF3VQkSRM/s320/m%25C3%25A3os.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Que o caminho venha ao teu encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento sempre sopre às tuas costas&lt;br /&gt;e a chuva caia suave sobre teus campos.&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus te sustente suavemente na palma de sua mão.&lt;br /&gt;Que vivas todo o tempo que quiseres&lt;br /&gt;e que sempre possas viver plenamente.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer as coisas que te entristeceram,&lt;br /&gt;porém nunca esqueças de lembrar aquelas que te alegraram.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer os amigos que se revelaram falsos,&lt;br /&gt;porém nunca esqueças de lembrar aqueles que permaneceram fiéis.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer os problemas que já passaram,&lt;br /&gt;porém nunca esqueças de lembrar as bênçãos de cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;Que o dia mais triste de teu futuro&lt;br /&gt;não seja pior que o dia mais feliz de teu passado.&lt;br /&gt;Que o teto nunca caia sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;e que os amigos reunidos debaixo dele nunca partam.&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre tenhas palavras cálidas em um anoitecer frio,&lt;br /&gt;uma lua cheia em uma noite escura,&lt;br /&gt;e que o caminho sempre se abra à tua porta.&lt;br /&gt;Que os anjos te protejam, e o céu te acolha.&lt;br /&gt;Que a boa sorte te persiga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;e a cada dia e cada noite tenhas&lt;br /&gt;muros contra o vento, um teto para a chuva, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;bebidas junto ao fogo, risadas que consolem aqueles a quem amas,&lt;br /&gt;e que teu coração se preencha com tudo o que desejas.&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus esteja contigo e te abençoe, que vejas os filhos&lt;br /&gt;de teus filhos, que o infortúnio te seja breve e te deixe rico de bênçãos.&lt;br /&gt;Que não conheças nada além da felicidade, deste dia em diante.&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus te conceda muitos anos de vida;&lt;br /&gt;com certeza Ele sabe que a terra&lt;br /&gt;não tem anjos suficientes…&lt;br /&gt;...e assim seja a cada ano, para sempre!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Retirado do site "Meu Cantinho")&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9QyViZUyI/AAAAAAAABhA/k1K1TeLX1G4/s1600/marlene.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 28px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566256490158314274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9QyViZUyI/AAAAAAAABhA/k1K1TeLX1G4/s320/marlene.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9RPqdJPkI/AAAAAAAABhI/LPvzd9WcrZg/s1600/pfe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 44px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566256993989639746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9RPqdJPkI/AAAAAAAABhI/LPvzd9WcrZg/s320/pfe.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5483662412549164104?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5483662412549164104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/01/linda-oracao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5483662412549164104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5483662412549164104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2011/01/linda-oracao.html' title='Linda Oração!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TT9WtNVaocI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KcNF3VQkSRM/s72-c/m%25C3%25A3os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8401606559878406768</id><published>2010-12-29T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:24:18.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feliz Ano Novo'/><title type='text'>FELIZ 2011!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 281px" border="0" alt="Recados para Feliz Ano Novo" src="http://www.orkut-recados.world4art.com/ano-novo-recados/imagens/ano-novo-recados-03.gif" width="384" height="464" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee onmouseover="this.stop();" onmouseout="this.start();" direction="up" scrollamount="1" scrolldelay="50"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em meio a esse clima de festa,&lt;br /&gt;luzes, músicas, sorrisos...&lt;br /&gt;Estou lhe enviando o meu abraço!&lt;br /&gt;E desejando a você um Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;de muitas realizações.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de nós fazendo a&lt;br /&gt;sua parte para tornar este mundo melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que este novo ano seja cheio de saúde,&lt;br /&gt;de alegria, de paz e prosperidade.&lt;br /&gt;Que não lhe falte motivos&lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz no que quer&lt;br /&gt;que faça ou esteja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que neste Novo Ano&lt;br /&gt;você supere os seus limites&lt;br /&gt;conseguindo vitórias em todos&lt;br /&gt;os aspectos da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredite em você!&lt;br /&gt;Acredite em Deus!&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ ANO NOVO pra você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do site "Meu Cantinho")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRuhpbJvaAI/AAAAAAAABgk/mUmGmbJpW3U/s1600/assinaturajoaninha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556212298326960130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRuhpbJvaAI/AAAAAAAABgk/mUmGmbJpW3U/s320/assinaturajoaninha.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRuhRWRSBKI/AAAAAAAABgc/fH4G23lV6bI/s1600/26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 36px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556211884699550882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRuhRWRSBKI/AAAAAAAABgc/fH4G23lV6bI/s320/26.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8401606559878406768?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8401606559878406768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8401606559878406768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8401606559878406768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-2011.html' title='FELIZ 2011!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRuhpbJvaAI/AAAAAAAABgk/mUmGmbJpW3U/s72-c/assinaturajoaninha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3893036870917386255</id><published>2010-12-21T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:34:08.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem de Natal'/><title type='text'>Mensagem de Natal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recadosanimados.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 472px; HEIGHT: 656px" border="0" alt="Natal: 7" src="http://img4.recadosanimados.com/natal/natal-257.gif" width="506" height="656" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3893036870917386255?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3893036870917386255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/para-voces-amigoas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3893036870917386255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3893036870917386255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/para-voces-amigoas.html' title='Mensagem de Natal!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3048241421196776835</id><published>2010-12-21T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:21:57.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Receita de Natal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 97px" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRCveuTjCxI/AAAAAAAABgU/xVoJAPmb12Y/s400/feliznatalmaior.png" width="300" height="130" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553128315879188050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRCsyBQkZlI/AAAAAAAABgM/KSJBI4lXJFg/s320/presentejoelma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Amor Fé Bondade&lt;br /&gt;Carinho Saúde Esperança&lt;br /&gt;Compaixão Alegria Prosperidade&lt;br /&gt;Dinamismo Doçura União&lt;br /&gt;Paciência Perdão Caridade&lt;br /&gt;Otimismo Paz Oração&lt;br /&gt;Temperança e Amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Modo de Preparar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Coloque em um recipiente valioso,&lt;br /&gt;Denominado “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CORAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;”:&lt;br /&gt;Porções dobradas de Paz,&lt;br /&gt;De Esperança e Bondade,&lt;br /&gt;Acrescente em abundância,&lt;br /&gt;Carinho e Amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá derramando com cuidado...&lt;br /&gt;Um cálice transbordante,&lt;br /&gt;De Fé e de Oração!&lt;br /&gt;Misture com Alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Dinamismo e Compaixão!&lt;br /&gt;Alterne delicadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Com Paciência, Caridade,&lt;br /&gt;Otimismo, Perdão,&lt;br /&gt;Saúde e Prosperidade.&lt;br /&gt;Umedeça com muitas gotas de Esperança!&lt;br /&gt;E salpique União...&lt;br /&gt;Doçura e Temperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ornamente o seu maná,&lt;br /&gt;Com a essência do Amor...&lt;br /&gt;Que tem como maior símbolo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESUS CRISTO&lt;/span&gt;, nosso Senhor!!&lt;br /&gt;E tenha um Feliz Natal...&lt;br /&gt;E um Ano Novo Promissor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(De minha autoria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Compartilho com você...&lt;br /&gt;Faça o mesmo com as pessoas que você ama!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRCq5XmxqnI/AAAAAAAABgE/jUdHMmS0OWs/s1600/barranatal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 54px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553126243113740914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRCq5XmxqnI/AAAAAAAABgE/jUdHMmS0OWs/s320/barranatal.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3048241421196776835?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3048241421196776835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/receita-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3048241421196776835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3048241421196776835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/12/receita-de-natal.html' title='Receita de Natal!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TRCveuTjCxI/AAAAAAAABgU/xVoJAPmb12Y/s72-c/feliznatalmaior.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4074166455887533604</id><published>2010-11-26T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:56:48.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Seja...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBk6sVLbnI/AAAAAAAABfM/AnYg1ZjF4C0/s1600/minidoll543.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544042100788260466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBk6sVLbnI/AAAAAAAABfM/AnYg1ZjF4C0/s320/minidoll543.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Fonte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fonte de água pura e cristalina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Porto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Porto de chegada de almas cansadas,&lt;br /&gt;seja porto para aqueles que andam perdidos&lt;br /&gt;pelo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Ponte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ponte que liga a vida terrena à eternidade do céu.&lt;br /&gt;Seja a passagem, e não o atalho,&lt;br /&gt;seja o caminho livre e não o pedágio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Estrada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Estrada longa, gostosa de passear,&lt;br /&gt;estrada iluminada de dia pelo sol e de noite pelo luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Estrela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seja a estrela que mais brilha no firmamento.&lt;br /&gt;Para ser estrela, ilumine os que te cercam,&lt;br /&gt;distribua luz gratuitamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Chuva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chuva que molha os corações secos, vazios de amor,&lt;br /&gt;de esperança, de paz.&lt;br /&gt;Seja chuva que inunda os campos áridos,&lt;br /&gt;que molham os jardins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja Árvore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Árvore que dá frutos para quem tem fome,&lt;br /&gt;que dá sombra e refresca o árduo calor&lt;br /&gt;dos caminhantes que seguem pela vida.&lt;br /&gt;Ser Fonte,&lt;br /&gt;Ser Porto,&lt;br /&gt;ser Ponte ou Estrada,&lt;br /&gt;ser Estrela,&lt;br /&gt;ser Chuva ou ser Árvore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É FAZER SEMPRE A VONTADE DE DEUS,&lt;br /&gt;QUE ELE ESTEJA NO CONTROLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBirDzlNYI/AAAAAAAABfE/HoaELS7j6DQ/s1600/vzztrl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 55px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544039633188631938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBirDzlNYI/AAAAAAAABfE/HoaELS7j6DQ/s320/vzztrl.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBiYl3BVmI/AAAAAAAABe8/wgHxoxHSdsc/s1600/fs0amim6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544039315912349282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBiYl3BVmI/AAAAAAAABe8/wgHxoxHSdsc/s320/fs0amim6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-4074166455887533604?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/4074166455887533604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/11/seja.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4074166455887533604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4074166455887533604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/11/seja.html' title='Seja...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TPBk6sVLbnI/AAAAAAAABfM/AnYg1ZjF4C0/s72-c/minidoll543.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-9127662543947314923</id><published>2010-11-12T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:47:22.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oração da Manhã'/><title type='text'>Oração da Manhã!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TN2Yy3g_aII/AAAAAAAABeI/t3nb6IBlDVE/s1600/ora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538751116398782594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TN2Yy3g_aII/AAAAAAAABeI/t3nb6IBlDVE/s320/ora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Senhor, no início deste dia, venho pedir-te saúde, força, paz e sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;Quero olhar hoje o mundo com olhos cheios de amor,&lt;br /&gt;ser paciente, compreensivo, manso e prudente;&lt;br /&gt;ver, além das aparências, teus filhos como Tu mesmo os vês,&lt;br /&gt;e assim não ver senão o bem em cada um.&lt;br /&gt;Cerra meus ouvidos a toda calúnia.&lt;br /&gt;Guarda minha língua de toda maldade.&lt;br /&gt;Que só de bênçãos se encha meu espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu seja bondoso e alegre,&lt;br /&gt;que todos quantos se achegarem a mim,&lt;br /&gt;sintam a Tua divina presença.&lt;br /&gt;Senhor reveste-me de tua beleza,&lt;br /&gt;e que no decurso deste dia, eu te revele a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Amém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Imagem colhida no blog&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mariscnunes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://mariscnunes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TN2YCowKteI/AAAAAAAABeA/bsPUEFBrhmo/s1600/4881389_YZ3ZI.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Vale a pena ler!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBfKOU2hPI/AAAAAAAABaE/_sFOym8PZdU/s1600/Morehead+-+241%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530524971659855090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBfKOU2hPI/AAAAAAAABaE/_sFOym8PZdU/s320/Morehead+-+241%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBe2xI1C2I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Ur4NTQTEWjk/s1600/vertical2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530524637407284066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBe2xI1C2I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Ur4NTQTEWjk/s320/vertical2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530524438720715650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBerM-Qm4I/AAAAAAAABZ0/ZX-Lf0tFik0/s320/vertical2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aprendemos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que é errando que se aprende.&lt;br /&gt;Que envelhecer não significa deixar de ser criança.&lt;br /&gt;Que o silêncio é a melhor resposta&lt;br /&gt;quando ouvimos uma bobagem.&lt;br /&gt;Que ganhar dinheiro não é prioridade&lt;br /&gt;em toda profissão.&lt;br /&gt;Que os sonhos estão aí para serem alcançados.&lt;br /&gt;Que amigos a gente conquista mostrando o que somos.&lt;br /&gt;Que os verdadeiros amigos estão ao nosso lado até o fim.&lt;br /&gt;Que a maldade muitas vezes se esconde&lt;br /&gt;atrás de uma bela face&lt;br /&gt;Que não se espera a felicidade chegar,&lt;br /&gt;mas se procura por ela.&lt;br /&gt;Que quando pensamos saber tudo,&lt;br /&gt;descobrimos que temos muito a aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Que a natureza é a coisa mais bela da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor significa se dar por inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia, pode ser mais importante do que muitos anos.&lt;br /&gt;Que se pode confessar com a lua.&lt;br /&gt;Que é possível viajar além do infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Que ouvir uma palavra de carinho faz bem à saúde.&lt;br /&gt;Que um gesto de amor sempre aquece o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Que o julgamento alheio não é importante.&lt;br /&gt;Que devemos ser criança a vida toda.&lt;br /&gt;Que é preciso cultivar a paz interior.&lt;br /&gt;Que sonhar é preciso.&lt;br /&gt;E que o mais importante de tudo....&lt;br /&gt;É que somos livres para fazer nossas escolhas.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite ao máximo cada instante de sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;pois ela é única...&lt;br /&gt;E se deixarmos de colocar o que aprendemos em prática,&lt;br /&gt;todas as lições serão serão em vão.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Recebi essa mensagem por email)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TMBeKIxq8BI/AAAAAAAABZs/YPhGHe_w7lk/s1600/signature_5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Ser professora!&lt;br /&gt;Que extrema dedicação!!&lt;br /&gt;Missão árdua, porém ...&lt;br /&gt;digna de admiração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Professor(a)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tu és, com certeza,&lt;br /&gt;disseminador(a) de valorosos saberes!&lt;br /&gt;És também...&lt;br /&gt;Construtor(a) de ideais...&lt;br /&gt;Formador(a) por excelência ...&lt;br /&gt;Instigador(a) de inteligência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Professor(a) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tu és Amigo(a) ...Companheiro(a)...&lt;br /&gt;Psicólogo(a) ... Conselheiro(a)...&lt;br /&gt;Talentoso(a) Artista!! ...&lt;br /&gt;És renomado(a) Escultor(a)!!&lt;br /&gt;Arquiteto(a) ... Equilibrista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Professor(a)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Por tua determinação ...&lt;br /&gt;... Por tua incansável labuta...&lt;br /&gt;És merecedor(a) de valiosos troféus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Então ...&lt;br /&gt;Peço a Jesus Cristo ...&lt;br /&gt;O “Mestre dos Mestres” ...&lt;br /&gt;Que derrame sobre ti ...&lt;br /&gt;Chuvas de Sabedoria ... Paz ...&lt;br /&gt;Garra ... Prosperidade ...&lt;br /&gt;... Saúde ... Disposição ...&lt;br /&gt;... Fé ...e muita... muita...Felicidade!!!&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns Pelo Seu Dia!!!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;De minha autoria&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLepIY5-noI/AAAAAAAABXo/FHNf-arqqpw/s1600/asinaturabebe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528073029210250882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLepIY5-noI/AAAAAAAABXo/FHNf-arqqpw/s320/asinaturabebe.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLeoX7uEHvI/AAAAAAAABXg/-VLr3lEiOog/s1600/04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 63px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528072196741930738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLeoX7uEHvI/AAAAAAAABXg/-VLr3lEiOog/s320/04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-10604801764704928?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/10604801764704928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/10/para-voce-professora.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/10604801764704928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/10604801764704928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/10/para-voce-professora.html' title='Para Você, Professor(a)!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLerUATb8cI/AAAAAAAABXw/jcCKfi3K98g/s72-c/ano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8376568975968585938</id><published>2010-10-10T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:35:37.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem de Uma Criança'/><title type='text'>Mensagem de Uma Criança!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLJns0RM6uI/AAAAAAAABWo/iwPqHxZllpw/s1600/crian%C3%A7a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526593712379718370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLJns0RM6uI/AAAAAAAABWo/iwPqHxZllpw/s320/crian%C3%A7a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Dizes que sou o futuro,&lt;br /&gt;Não me desampares no presente.&lt;br /&gt;Dizes que sou a esperança da paz,&lt;br /&gt;Não me induzas à guerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizes que sou a promessa do bem,&lt;br /&gt;Não me confies ao mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizes que sou a luz dos teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;Não me abandones às trevas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não espero somente o teu pão,&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me luz e entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não desejo tão só a festa do teu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Suplico-te amor com que me eduques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rogo apenas brinquedos,&lt;br /&gt;Peço-te bons exemplos e boas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou simples ornamento de teu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Sou alguém que te bate à porta em nome de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensina-me o trabalho e a humildade, o devotamento e o perdão.&lt;br /&gt;Compadece-te de mim e orienta-me para o que seja bom e justo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrija-me enquanto é tempo, ainda que eu sofra...&lt;br /&gt;Ajude-me hoje para que amanhã eu não te faça chorar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TLJpVaxBjQI/AAAAAAAABXA/_i9aYC5zXwE/s1600/assinmenina.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523640040865678802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfpWgbsRdI/AAAAAAAABU0/jqZ5I1hbQN4/s320/4881345_Cv7iN.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você não veio ao mundo para ser esmagado por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;imposições e regras, mas para viver a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sempre haverá pessoas e circunstâncias que, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;como pedras poderão atrasar a sua caminhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Continue caminhando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Diante da tirania lembre-se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que o tirano perde mais do que o tiranizado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E ele não pode escapar de si próprio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas você pode escapar dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Liberte-se! Aprove-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Algumas ou muitas vezes surgirá alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;para ajudá-lo e condená-lo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;para abalar a sua auto-imagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não se abale, simplesmente prossiga, toque o barco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aprove-se! Aceite-se!&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre será fácil encontrar alguém que o/a ame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;incondicionalmente e sem restrições...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Só você conhece suas razões para ser como é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Os perfeccionistas têm olhos só para a "imperfeição".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deixe que eles vivam em permanente estado de frustração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aceite-se! Valorize-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Em seu caminho, vez ou outra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;vão surgir aqueles querendo "dobrar" você, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;te colocar de joelhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não se curve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Prossiga em pé! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Valorize-se! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ame-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você veio ao mundo sozinho e sozinho o deixará.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nunca lhe será possível ser amado por todos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;assim como não é possível amar a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você é a única pessoa presente em sua vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;24 horas de cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Com essa pessoa você conviverá para sempre... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;AME-SE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfvCkGoJII/AAAAAAAABVE/F1TWeKUsbVk/s1600/assinaturajoaninha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523646295323452546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfvCkGoJII/AAAAAAAABVE/F1TWeKUsbVk/s320/assinaturajoaninha.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfudoG0QhI/AAAAAAAABU8/aYMcLk6whj0/s1600/4881350_2Hq9L.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 44px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523645660742828562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfudoG0QhI/AAAAAAAABU8/aYMcLk6whj0/s320/4881350_2Hq9L.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3762339802227073568?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3762339802227073568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/10/liberte-se.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3762339802227073568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3762339802227073568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/10/liberte-se.html' title='Liberte-se!!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TKfpWgbsRdI/AAAAAAAABU0/jqZ5I1hbQN4/s72-c/4881345_Cv7iN.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-2465133652856447821</id><published>2010-09-23T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:35:35.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vale a Pena Ler'/><title type='text'>Vale a Pena Ler!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4iq1isrPI/AAAAAAAABTg/szgELPgQ3MM/s1600/anjo-51.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520888312525270258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4iq1isrPI/AAAAAAAABTg/szgELPgQ3MM/s320/anjo-51.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title="Mensagens para orkut" href="http://www.mensagensorkut.net/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 769px" border="0" alt=" Mensagens Para Orkut" src="http://www.mensagensorkut.net/Graficos/Versiculo/versiculo-recados-para-orkut10.gif" width="472" height="800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4jQxK8I7I/AAAAAAAABTo/m1FyeahN0DQ/s1600/1001b8eba675.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520888964186907570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4jQxK8I7I/AAAAAAAABTo/m1FyeahN0DQ/s320/1001b8eba675.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4ki_6GJWI/AAAAAAAABTw/ufhjBH7SoeI/s1600/4881350_2Hq9L.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 44px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520890376892065122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4ki_6GJWI/AAAAAAAABTw/ufhjBH7SoeI/s320/4881350_2Hq9L.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-2465133652856447821?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/2465133652856447821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/vale-pena-ler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2465133652856447821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2465133652856447821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/vale-pena-ler.html' title='Vale a Pena Ler!!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJ4iq1isrPI/AAAAAAAABTg/szgELPgQ3MM/s72-c/anjo-51.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-2875875693175136285</id><published>2010-09-15T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:22:17.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Vocês, Amigo(a)s Blogueiro(a)s!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pensei Em Você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFyjgyekRI/AAAAAAAABSM/TCtrj_wS77o/s1600/anjo_cute_color5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517316972928209170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFyjgyekRI/AAAAAAAABSM/TCtrj_wS77o/s320/anjo_cute_color5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanto pensei, que logo senti vontade de dar.lhe um presente,&lt;br /&gt;Não só um, mas vários.&lt;br /&gt;Achei, porém que tinha que ser alguma coisa que você gostasse ou&lt;br /&gt;que pudesse usar em todos os lugares.&lt;br /&gt;Assim foi que no dia seguinte, levantei.me mais cedo e fui à&lt;br /&gt;cidade para encontrar tudo que imaginei.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chuva&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vento&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riso&lt;/span&gt; e apenas 50 gramas de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;, não tinha mais!&lt;br /&gt;O balconista disse-me que estava tendo muita saída,&lt;br /&gt;pois os clientes compravam muito.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei um pacote de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Razão&lt;/span&gt;, para misturar com &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorriso&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;comprei &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinceridade&lt;/span&gt;, para usar sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Lá na loja havia um vidro enorme de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Compreensão&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Como o balconista disse que não estava tendo muita saída,&lt;br /&gt;então resolvi comprar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei também vidros de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romantismo&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gentileza&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;para você usar com pessoas queridas.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amigo(a),&lt;/span&gt; lá na loja havia um grande vidro de Orgulho,&lt;br /&gt;mas não comprei porque você não usa.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei pequenos pacotes de &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Paz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juntamente com &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esperança&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;para você usar quando tudo parecer estar perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo(a), lá na loja havia algo muito triste:&lt;br /&gt;vi muitas pessoas comprando &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solidão&lt;/span&gt;, chegou mesmo a faltar,&lt;br /&gt;tal era a saída desse produto.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei ainda outros pequenos pacotes contendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amizade&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Companheirismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente comprei um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CORAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que você possa guardar todos&lt;br /&gt;os seus presentes!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517315226071338274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFw91PWDSI/AAAAAAAABSE/gCUnz_KEdrM/s320/signature_5.gif" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFwoFzEAlI/AAAAAAAABR8/4v9y3CP8gME/s1600/pfe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 44px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517314852558996050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFwoFzEAlI/AAAAAAAABR8/4v9y3CP8gME/s320/pfe.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-2875875693175136285?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/2875875693175136285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/pensei-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2875875693175136285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2875875693175136285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/pensei-em-voce.html' title='Para Vocês, Amigo(a)s Blogueiro(a)s!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TJFyjgyekRI/AAAAAAAABSM/TCtrj_wS77o/s72-c/anjo_cute_color5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3408654640601015910</id><published>2010-09-03T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:31:24.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Brasil'/><title type='text'>O Brasil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE-CdjI64I/AAAAAAAABP4/kgGbWLdBp0U/s1600/brazil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512755630890871682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE-CdjI64I/AAAAAAAABP4/kgGbWLdBp0U/s320/brazil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Perguntei ao céu tão lindo:&lt;br /&gt;_Por que é todo cor de anil?&lt;br /&gt;Ele me disse sorrindo:&lt;br /&gt;_Eu sou o céu do Brasil! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Perguntei ao Sol, então&lt;br /&gt;A causa de tanta luz.&lt;br /&gt;_Sou a glorificação&lt;br /&gt;Da Terra de Santa Cruz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Depois perguntei à Lua:&lt;br /&gt;Por que noites de luar?&lt;br /&gt;É para enfeitar a tua&lt;br /&gt;Grande Pátria à beira-mar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Perguntei às claras fontes:&lt;br /&gt;_Por que correis sem cessar?&lt;br /&gt;_Nós brotamos destes montes&lt;br /&gt;Para a terra fecundar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Então eu disse à floresta&lt;br /&gt;És tão bela, verde inteira!&lt;br /&gt;Ela respondeu em festa:&lt;br /&gt;_Sou a mata brasileira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Perguntei depois às aves:&lt;br /&gt;_Por que estais a cantar?&lt;br /&gt;Cantamos canções suaves&lt;br /&gt;Para tua Pátria saudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s1600/minibrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 42px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512751424447399650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE6NnU3RuI/AAAAAAAABPw/pAAXgVAQeEs/s320/minibrasil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Céu e sol, luar e cantos,&lt;br /&gt;Florestas e fontes mil&lt;br /&gt;Enchem de eternos encantos&lt;br /&gt;És minha Pátria, _ o Brasil!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Renato Sêneca Fleury&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE5P0y1JbI/AAAAAAAABPo/w5J8Y1HBXp0/s1600/recadosanimados_com-8436968.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 53px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512750362910860722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE5P0y1JbI/AAAAAAAABPo/w5J8Y1HBXp0/s320/recadosanimados_com-8436968.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE4994VzMI/AAAAAAAABPg/2Q0leOta6EA/s1600/62enrdg.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 56px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512750056112245954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE4994VzMI/AAAAAAAABPg/2Q0leOta6EA/s320/62enrdg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3408654640601015910?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3408654640601015910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-brasil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3408654640601015910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3408654640601015910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-brasil.html' title='O Brasil!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TIE-CdjI64I/AAAAAAAABP4/kgGbWLdBp0U/s72-c/brazil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5892214759349773900</id><published>2010-08-26T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:54:00.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nada é Fácil'/><title type='text'>Nada é Fácil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THcMHmEPy1I/AAAAAAAABOs/ZBwHG1oZci0/s1600/borboletasmagiagifs17.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509885993728068434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THcMHmEPy1I/AAAAAAAABOs/ZBwHG1oZci0/s320/borboletasmagiagifs17.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;É difícil fazer alguém feliz,&lt;br /&gt;assim como é fácil fazer triste;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil dizer “eu te amo”, assim como é fácil não dizer nada;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil ser fiel, assim como é fácil se aventurar;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil valorizar um amor, assim como é fácil perdê-lo para sempre;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil agradecer por hoje, assim como é fácil viver mais um dia;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil abrir os olhos e enxergar o que de bom a vida te deu,&lt;br /&gt;assim como é fácil fechar os olhos e seguir.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se convencer de que se é feliz,&lt;br /&gt;assim como é fácil achar que sempre falta algo;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil fazer alguém sorrir, assim como é fácil fazer chorar;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se pôr no lugar de alguém,&lt;br /&gt;assim como é fácil olhar para o próprio umbigo;&lt;br /&gt;Se você errou, peça desculpas!&lt;br /&gt;É difícil pedir perdão?&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem disse que é fácil ser perdoado?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém errou com você, perdoa-o!&lt;br /&gt;É difícil perdoar?&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem disse que é fácil se arrepender?&lt;br /&gt;Se você sente algo, diga!&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se abrir?&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem disse que é fácil encontrar alguém que queira escutar?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém reclama de você, ouça!&lt;br /&gt;É difícil ouvir certas coisas?&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem disse que é fácil ouvir você?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém te ama, ame-o!&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se entregar?&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem disse que é fácil ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo é fácil na vida, mas com certeza nada é impossível!&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos acreditar, ter fé e lutar para que não apenas sonhemos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;mas também tornemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;TODOS ESSES SONHOS REALIDADE!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mensagensegifsdateka.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 139px" title="" border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OEGFJSPEAj4/TG1rdsi0D8I/AAAAAAAAIb0/nIIeTB42YaE/MARIA%20MARLENE.png" width="165" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THbqcabm8XI/AAAAAAAABOk/yxTTXra9Al0/s1600/23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509848967986737522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THbqcabm8XI/AAAAAAAABOk/yxTTXra9Al0/s320/23.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5892214759349773900?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5892214759349773900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/nada-e-facil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5892214759349773900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5892214759349773900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/nada-e-facil.html' title='Nada é Fácil!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THcMHmEPy1I/AAAAAAAABOs/ZBwHG1oZci0/s72-c/borboletasmagiagifs17.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3764880959198292253</id><published>2010-08-20T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:43:19.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Soma dos Talentos'/><title type='text'>"A Soma dos Talentos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TG6wbwfpm5I/AAAAAAAABN8/4Do0L0X4VoA/s1600/A_soma_dos_talentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507533385241303954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TG6wbwfpm5I/AAAAAAAABN8/4Do0L0X4VoA/s320/A_soma_dos_talentos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Se a nota dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é uma nota que faz uma música.&lt;br /&gt;...não haveria sinfonia.&lt;br /&gt;Se a palavra dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é uma palavra que faz uma página”.&lt;br /&gt;...não haveria livro.&lt;br /&gt;Se a pedra dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é uma pedra que pode montar uma parede”.&lt;br /&gt;...não haveria casa.&lt;br /&gt;Se a gota dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é uma gota que pode montar um rio”.&lt;br /&gt;...não haveria oceano.&lt;br /&gt;Se o grão de trigo dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é o grão de trigo que pode semear um campo”.&lt;br /&gt;...não haveria colheita.&lt;br /&gt;Se o homem dissesse:&lt;br /&gt;“Não é um gesto de amor que pode salvar a humanidade”.&lt;br /&gt;...jamais haveria justiça e paz,&lt;br /&gt;dignidade e felicidade na terra dos homens.&lt;br /&gt;Como a sinfonia precisa de cada nota;&lt;br /&gt;Como o livro precisa de cada palavra;&lt;br /&gt;Como a casa precisa de cada pedra;&lt;br /&gt;Como o oceano precisa de cada gota de água;&lt;br /&gt;Como a colheita precisa de cada grão de trigo;&lt;br /&gt;A humanidade precisa de ti;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estiveres, ÚNICO e, portanto insubstituível.&lt;br /&gt;O que estás esperando para te comprometeres?&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Michel Quoist&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mensagensegifsdateka.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 114px" title="" border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OEGFJSPEAj4/TG1rdsi0D8I/AAAAAAAAIb0/nIIeTB42YaE/MARIA%20MARLENE.png" width="241" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TG6kCE_cNgI/AAAAAAAABNs/hCSTbVbxbxA/s1600/46.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 50px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507519749927220738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TG6kCE_cNgI/AAAAAAAABNs/hCSTbVbxbxA/s320/46.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3764880959198292253?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3764880959198292253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/soma-dos-talentos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3764880959198292253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3764880959198292253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/soma-dos-talentos.html' title='&quot;A Soma dos Talentos&quot;'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TG6wbwfpm5I/AAAAAAAABN8/4Do0L0X4VoA/s72-c/A_soma_dos_talentos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-2023180759750985102</id><published>2010-08-04T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:52:28.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ser Pai...'/><title type='text'>Paternidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoOx45wF8I/AAAAAAAABMM/QwCktEgeo0c/s1600/pai"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501726145037473730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoOx45wF8I/AAAAAAAABMM/QwCktEgeo0c/s320/pai" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É presenciar o milagre da existência:&lt;br /&gt;Ver nascer o primeiro sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;O balbucio das palavras inaugurais,&lt;br /&gt;Os primeiros passos inseguros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É testemunhar a batalha do crescimento:&lt;br /&gt;Enxugar as lágrimas de frustração e tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;Socorrer quedas e tropeços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É partilhar da alegria de cada conquista, aplaudindo-a,&lt;br /&gt;É dividir o peso de cada derrota, confortando-o,&lt;br /&gt;Sem todavia tomá-las para si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É oferecer braços que estendam para o abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Mãos que acariciam ou seguram com firmeza,&lt;br /&gt;Colo que reconforta e aconchega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É ter olhos atentos que enxergam a alma além do rosto,&lt;br /&gt;e mostrar o sorriso que alegra trazendo segurança,&lt;br /&gt;e abrir o coração que entende através das palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ser Pai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É ter a voz mansa nos lábios,&lt;br /&gt;Voz que acalenta e ensina com paciência,&lt;br /&gt;E não o grito dos autoritários, donos de única verdade.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maria Luíza Brina&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ganhei este selinho da &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Márci&amp;amp;Carlos&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Aproveitei para ilustrar o meu post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Vale a pena visitá-los!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoDgklEZzI/AAAAAAAABME/NNq9kMxy3BM/s1600/assinatura5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501713752896333618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoDgklEZzI/AAAAAAAABME/NNq9kMxy3BM/s320/assinatura5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoC4ICVRWI/AAAAAAAABL8/TezLTuaMGxo/s1600/flower011.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 57px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501713058039678306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoC4ICVRWI/AAAAAAAABL8/TezLTuaMGxo/s320/flower011.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-2023180759750985102?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/2023180759750985102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/paternidade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2023180759750985102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/2023180759750985102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/08/paternidade.html' title='Paternidade!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFoOx45wF8I/AAAAAAAABMM/QwCktEgeo0c/s72-c/pai' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5415522807861787832</id><published>2010-07-28T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:53:08.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Caminho a Construir'/><title type='text'>Um Caminho a Construir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDr_QGuMMI/AAAAAAAABKw/ESkBA-gvisY/s1600/caminho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499154616906821826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDr_QGuMMI/AAAAAAAABKw/ESkBA-gvisY/s320/caminho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (imagemcolhida no site&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aliceprina.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://aliceprina.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viver é caminhar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VIDA &lt;/span&gt;é um caminho a percorrer.&lt;br /&gt;Um único caminho. Caminho cheio de surpresas, de encantos,&lt;br /&gt;de beleza, de dificuldades também.&lt;br /&gt;Porque nós mesmos construímos o caminho a percorrer.&lt;br /&gt;Não sozinhos, mas com aquele que caminha ao nosso lado,&lt;br /&gt;partilhando das mesmas surpresas e peripécias do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho às vezes penoso para construir, espinhos para arrancar,&lt;br /&gt;árvores para derrubar, ervas e cipós para destruir,&lt;br /&gt;pedras e barreiras para aplainar, valetas e buracos para fechar.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil construir o próprio caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais simples é andar de carona.&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais cômodo é andar pelo caminho que os outros construíram.&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais simples é ignorar as árvores, os cipós,&lt;br /&gt;as pedras, as rochas, as valetas, os morros e passar por cima, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;por baixo, pelos lados,&lt;br /&gt;por onde der, deixando aos outros o trabalho de derrubar e construir.&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais simples que esperar acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;Porém nada menos digno, nada menos humano, nada menos cristão.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 47px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499152905164573954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDqbnXkTQI/AAAAAAAABKo/0KaJrd1ZH4g/s320/vzztrl.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDps_eAUgI/AAAAAAAABKY/WfqtO2RXimo/s1600/linha_38.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 37px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499152104180175362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDps_eAUgI/AAAAAAAABKY/WfqtO2RXimo/s320/linha_38.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5415522807861787832?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5415522807861787832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-caminho-construir.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5415522807861787832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5415522807861787832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-caminho-construir.html' title='Um Caminho a Construir'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TFDr_QGuMMI/AAAAAAAABKw/ESkBA-gvisY/s72-c/caminho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-977620195043258630</id><published>2010-06-23T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:03:24.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem de Otimismo'/><title type='text'>Otimismo...Mensagem Para Você!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507971241029141362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THA-qUacA3I/AAAAAAAABOc/MkvqUsCgotY/s320/flor15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OLHA NO TEU JARDIM&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;as flores entreabertas, e nunca as pétalas caídas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;CONTEMPLA EM TUA NOITE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;o fulgor das estrelas e nunca o chão escuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OBSERVA EM TEU CAMINHO&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a distância vencida e nunca o que ainda te falta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GUARDA DO TEU OLHAR&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;os brilhos da alegria e nunca as névoas da tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;RETÉM DA TUA VOZ&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;risadas e canções e nunca os teus gemidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GRAVA EM TUAS PUPILAS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;o nascer das auroras e nunca os teus poentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;CONSERVA NO TEU ROSTO&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;as ilhas do sorriso e nunca os sulcos do teu pranto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;CONSERVA DE TEUS PÉS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os passos retos, puros, esquece os transviados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GUARDA DE TUAS MÃOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as flores que ofertaram,&lt;br /&gt;esquece os espinhos que, talvez ficaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;DE TEUS LÁBIOS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;conserva as mensagens bondosas,&lt;br /&gt;esquece as maldições,&lt;br /&gt;relembra o heroísmo de tuas escaladas,&lt;br /&gt;esquece o prazer fácil das descidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OLHA DE FRENTE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;o sol que existe em tua vida,&lt;br /&gt;Esquece a sombra que fica pra trás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A FLOR QUE DESBROCHA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;é bem mais importante&lt;br /&gt;do que mil pétalas caídas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;E UM SÓ OLHAR DE AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pode levar consigo calor para&lt;br /&gt;aquecer muitos invernos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A BONDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é mais forte em nós&lt;br /&gt;e dura mais do que o mal que nós mesmos praticamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEJA OTIMISTA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;e não te esqueças&lt;br /&gt;de que é no fundo das noites sem luar&lt;br /&gt;que brilham muito mais nossas estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heber S. de Lima&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TCKQVMOeUlI/AAAAAAAABJ4/7yzl_1lYjYY/s1600/barrinhaborboleta.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486105989824270930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TCKQVMOeUlI/AAAAAAAABJ4/7yzl_1lYjYY/s320/barrinhaborboleta.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-977620195043258630?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/977620195043258630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/otimismomensagem-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/977620195043258630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/977620195043258630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/otimismomensagem-para-voce.html' title='Otimismo...Mensagem Para Você!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/THA-qUacA3I/AAAAAAAABOc/MkvqUsCgotY/s72-c/flor15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7432482802436997137</id><published>2010-06-13T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T16:06:10.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O profundo amor de Deus por mim'/><title type='text'>O PROFUNDO AMOR DE DEUS POR MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Parte II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TBVic5Nc4dI/AAAAAAAABJM/L9D3n7TBZXo/s1600/22.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482396369926545874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TBVic5Nc4dI/AAAAAAAABJM/L9D3n7TBZXo/s320/22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deus me ama tão profundamente que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem feito de mim uma pessoa forte, esforçada, lutadora,&lt;br /&gt;que sonha, que chora, que cai e se levanta,&lt;br /&gt;que olha para cima e que vê longe...&lt;br /&gt;Muito além do que se pode tocar com as mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Tem feito de mim, uma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que busca dar a sua parcela de contribuições para a vida.&lt;br /&gt;E que vive para realizar o que anseia espiritualmente.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que sozinha. Porque sozinha nunca estarei.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o profundo amor de Deus comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Deus me ama tão profundamente, que me fez entender:&lt;br /&gt;Que o tempo que perco nas minhas lutas diárias,&lt;br /&gt;que a dor física e a dor da alma me aproximam mais dEle.&lt;br /&gt;Que nas minhas tristezas e decepções Ele está sempre comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUE BOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que não consigo nada com tanta facilidade!&lt;br /&gt;Porque assim, eu consigo valorizar minhas pequenas conquistas.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tenho problemas pra enfrentar!&lt;br /&gt;Porque assim eu aprendo, evoluo e amadureço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUE BOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que eu tenho momentos de tristezas, para que depois,&lt;br /&gt;eu possa festejar a minha alegria!&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não tenho nada do que reclamar,&lt;br /&gt;Tenho somente o que agradecer a Deus por tudo!&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus não se esqueceu de mim!&lt;br /&gt;O Senhor na sua suprema sabedoria, sabe o que eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lisiê Silva&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-7432482802436997137?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/7432482802436997137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-profundo-amor-de-deus-por-mim.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7432482802436997137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7432482802436997137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-profundo-amor-de-deus-por-mim.html' title='O PROFUNDO AMOR DE DEUS POR MIM'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TBVic5Nc4dI/AAAAAAAABJM/L9D3n7TBZXo/s72-c/22.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7229741449722828081</id><published>2010-06-05T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:18:13.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O profundo amor de Deus por mim'/><title type='text'>O Profundo Amor de Deus Por Mim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Parte I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArKffTBqxI/AAAAAAAABHE/_0uKIxNPCGQ/s1600/24-740932.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479414538975685394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArKffTBqxI/AAAAAAAABHE/_0uKIxNPCGQ/s320/24-740932.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deus me ama tão profundamente, que:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me livra dos problemas que eu preciso enfrentar,&lt;br /&gt;para amadurecer&lt;br /&gt;e me sentir mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;Não me poupa das tristezas e decepções,&lt;br /&gt;que são necessárias para o meu crescimento.&lt;br /&gt;Me permite experimentar a dor física e a dor da alma,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu me torne cada vez mais sensível&lt;br /&gt;e mais humana.&lt;br /&gt;Não tem me dado uma vida de riquezas e nem de facilidades.&lt;br /&gt;Mas também não tem me dado uma vida de pobreza extrema&lt;br /&gt;e nem de necessidades.&lt;br /&gt;Ele me dá um vida, onde eu possa ter, na medida certa,&lt;br /&gt;tudo que preciso para viver com honestidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ele me fez entender que o meu tempo aqui é curto,&lt;br /&gt;para acumular coisas desnecessárias&lt;br /&gt;à minha espiritualidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem me dado, principalmente, o que eu posso levar comigo,&lt;br /&gt;quando eu partir, e entregar a ele, no momento do nosso encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Deus, em sua suprema sabedoria,&lt;br /&gt;sabe o que eu preciso para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Ele sabe que minha felicidade não está nas coisa materiais.&lt;br /&gt;Ele sabe que se eu tivesse uma vida de riqueza, provavelmente,&lt;br /&gt;eu daria tanto valor às futilidades&lt;br /&gt;que até me esqueceria dEle&lt;br /&gt;E se eu esquecesse dEle, logo chegaria um dia em que&lt;br /&gt;eu me sentiria extremamente infeliz.&lt;br /&gt;Repleta de valores materiais,&lt;br /&gt;mas vazia por dentro...&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Texto de Lisiê Silva&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArIUI_CSsI/AAAAAAAABGs/wNTyH46Xj9s/s1600/mariamarlene.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 30px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479412144984443586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArIUI_CSsI/AAAAAAAABGs/wNTyH46Xj9s/s320/mariamarlene.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArH7FszLSI/AAAAAAAABGk/LGf2b2Yhg2Y/s1600/barraflor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 43px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479411714605919522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArH7FszLSI/AAAAAAAABGk/LGf2b2Yhg2Y/s320/barraflor.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-7229741449722828081?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/7229741449722828081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-profundo-amor-de-jesus-por-mim-parte.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7229741449722828081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7229741449722828081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-profundo-amor-de-jesus-por-mim-parte.html' title='O Profundo Amor de Deus Por Mim!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/TArKffTBqxI/AAAAAAAABHE/_0uKIxNPCGQ/s72-c/24-740932.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5125896847328572949</id><published>2010-05-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:59:43.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uma Gota...'/><title type='text'>Uma Gota!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_wckc3AkjI/AAAAAAAABEo/bKha8ZasicI/s1600/LEMBRA~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475282659523465778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_wckc3AkjI/AAAAAAAABEo/bKha8ZasicI/s320/LEMBRA~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Imagem colhida no blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://umaarteeducar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://umaarteeducar.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Havia uma gota em uma nascente de rio.&lt;br /&gt;Era uma simples gota, nada mais que isso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas em sua insignificância tinha uma utopia, um sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhava um dia, após vencer a correnteza e chegar&lt;br /&gt;ao encontro das águas, virar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ora...quanta pretensão!&lt;br /&gt;Uma gota, uma simples gota, querendo virar mar...&lt;br /&gt;Era difícil, sabia ela, porém não impossível.&lt;br /&gt;E, agarrando-se nesse fio de esperança, seguiu o seu&lt;br /&gt;curso natural de rio, sempre pensando no dia em que&lt;br /&gt;certamente encontraria o oceano.&lt;br /&gt;Desafios foram surgindo:&lt;br /&gt;Pedras, evaporação, galhos, entre outros obstáculos,&lt;br /&gt;mas ela nunca desistia.&lt;br /&gt;Outras gotas que partiram com ela, não chegaram ao fim,&lt;br /&gt;ficando pelo caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Esta, porém, pela sua persistência, pela fé que tinha, de uma&lt;br /&gt;forma ou de outra, sabia que um dia chegaria lá;&lt;br /&gt;e de fato chegou.&lt;br /&gt;Venceu todos os obstáculos, chegou ao encontro das águas&lt;br /&gt;e finalmente realizou seu grande sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, aquela gota, aquela simples gota, é MAR.&lt;br /&gt;Graças a sua persistência, ela conseguiu o que era considerada&lt;br /&gt;utopia, uma pretensão incomensurável.&lt;br /&gt;Não importa, hoje aquela gota é MAR.&lt;br /&gt;Você também pode ser &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAR&lt;/span&gt;, só depende de si próprio.&lt;br /&gt;Você também pode ser como aquelas gotas que ficaram pelo&lt;br /&gt;caminho, ou como a gota que protagonizou esta história.&lt;br /&gt;Só depende de você!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Danilo Queirós&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_wa6Kj1fyI/AAAAAAAABEg/p-lux4Zs31o/s1600/100354ca9d8c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475280833545076514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_wa6Kj1fyI/AAAAAAAABEg/p-lux4Zs31o/s320/100354ca9d8c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_waX5mEyAI/AAAAAAAABEY/jEL_qhRcUdE/s1600/5586038_4N2KF.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 46px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475280244875511810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_waX5mEyAI/AAAAAAAABEY/jEL_qhRcUdE/s320/5586038_4N2KF.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5125896847328572949?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5125896847328572949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/uma-gota.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5125896847328572949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5125896847328572949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/uma-gota.html' title='Uma Gota!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S_wckc3AkjI/AAAAAAAABEo/bKha8ZasicI/s72-c/LEMBRA~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-9170445906831694279</id><published>2010-05-15T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:27:02.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Para nós, Mulheres!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8duHWZ_6I/AAAAAAAABDg/YrZvUVU2EQo/s1600/4875651_CVnwV.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 38px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471624750362656674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8duHWZ_6I/AAAAAAAABDg/YrZvUVU2EQo/s320/4875651_CVnwV.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471624414268042306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8dajTNLEI/AAAAAAAABDY/XGgS--Sd-oM/s320/orando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a ser uma pessoa que diz palavras que constroem e não destroem.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a ter palavras vivificadoras para as situações e pessoas ao meu redor e não palavras de morte.&lt;br /&gt;Enche meu coração novamente a cada dia com teu Espírito Santo, para que teu amor e bondade transbordem de meu coração para minha boca.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a falar coisas que são verdadeiras, respeitáveis, justas, puras, amáveis, virtuosas e louváveis.&lt;br /&gt;“As palavras dos meus lábios e o meditar do meu coração sejam agradáveis na tua presença, Senhor, rocha minha e redentor meu. (Salmo 19.14)&lt;br /&gt;Guarda minha boca de dizer qualquer mal ou qualquer coisa que não seja verdadeira. Espírito Santo da verdade, guia-me em toda verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a falar de “acordo com os oráculos de Deus” e com a capacidade que vem de ti, para que tu possas ser glorificado (I Pedro 4:11). Que cada palavra minha reflita tua pureza e teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Tua palavra diz que o coração do homem pode fazer planos, mas a resposta certa vem dos lábios do Senhor.(Prov. 16:1)&lt;br /&gt;Prepararei meu coração a passar tempo com tua palavra todos os dias e ao obedecer as tuas leis. Prepararei meu coração adorando-te e dando-te graças em todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Enche meu coração de amor, paz e alegria para que eles fluam de minha boca. Mostra-me quando murmuro ou falo de modo negativo.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a não falar rápido demais ou em excesso.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a não usar palavras que causem falhas de comunicação.&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-me quando falar e quando ficar calada.&lt;br /&gt;E, quando eu falar, dá-me palavras que trarão vida e edificação.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a ser uma&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Mulher&lt;/span&gt; que fala com sabedoria, bondade e clareza e nunca de modo leviano, áspero ou insensível.&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me palavras que falam da esperança que há dentro de mim, a fim de que eu possa explicar minha fé de modo persuasivo e tocante.&lt;br /&gt;Que minhas palavras conduzam os outros a um conhecimento mais pleno de ti.&lt;br /&gt;(Stormie Omartian) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471620062472934146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8ZdPmZkwI/AAAAAAAABDQ/KIg4J8tfO28/s320/1001b8eba675.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8ZNRT_OlI/AAAAAAAABDI/ricI_QoQ_Vo/s1600/flores-recados-para-orkut28.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 53px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471619788054674002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8ZNRT_OlI/AAAAAAAABDI/ricI_QoQ_Vo/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut28.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-9170445906831694279?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/9170445906831694279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-nos-mulheres.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9170445906831694279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9170445906831694279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-nos-mulheres.html' title='Para nós, Mulheres!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-8duHWZ_6I/AAAAAAAABDg/YrZvUVU2EQo/s72-c/4875651_CVnwV.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-937345101537845931</id><published>2010-05-05T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:13:39.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ser Mãe'/><title type='text'>Ser Mãe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Para todas as &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mães&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Meu carinho!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s1600/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IlwUctRpI/AAAAAAAABB4/u-uQPQLUfkA/s1600/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467974409634268818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IlwUctRpI/AAAAAAAABB4/u-uQPQLUfkA/s320/mae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s1600/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ser Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É o projeto mais nobre e encantador de uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma a frágil mulher em lutadora aguerrida,&lt;br /&gt;É uma entrega constante de tudo o que tem,&lt;br /&gt;É investimento árduo e abençoado também. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ser Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É a missão do mais puro amor autodoado,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma a alma fria num coração inflamado,&lt;br /&gt;É passar noites inteiras acordadas sem sequer cochilar,&lt;br /&gt;É transformar a simples casa em aconchegante e doce lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ser Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É o investimento mais lucrativo para o futuro da criança,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma o filho frágil num homem cheio de esperança,&lt;br /&gt;É doar-se a si mesma no seio que a fome sacia,&lt;br /&gt;É trabalho que começa cedo pra não ter despensa vazia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ser Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É deixar exalar a fragrância delicada do perfume da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma o deserto em jardins de flores coloridas,&lt;br /&gt;É botão de rosas que se abre com pétalas avermelhadas,&lt;br /&gt;É a imagem mais querida, amada e desejada. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467972418240564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s320/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ser Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É a expressão do mais puro amor que o ser humano pode gerar,&lt;br /&gt;Que perdoa a mais insana alma e a todos pode abençoar,&lt;br /&gt;É manancial de água pura sempre disposta a jorrar,&lt;br /&gt;É a vela que ao queimar, se acaba, enquanto ilumina o lar.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rev. Carlos Alberto Henrique&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467970390942689522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-IiGZp-KPI/AAAAAAAABBg/MyxRFX4T8QE/s320/signature_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Iir727TeI/AAAAAAAABBo/tdVGemjltWE/s1600/barra09.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 43px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467971035778993634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Iir727TeI/AAAAAAAABBo/tdVGemjltWE/s320/barra09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-937345101537845931?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/937345101537845931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/ser-mae.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/937345101537845931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/937345101537845931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/05/ser-mae.html' title='Ser Mãe!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S-Ij8Z7czlI/AAAAAAAABBw/2A3QD7Ou7UM/s72-c/flores-recados-para-orkut45.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4479337919165457739</id><published>2010-04-17T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:02:29.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Não Espere'/><title type='text'>Refletir é Preciso!!  Não Espere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pZp3uSs7I/AAAAAAAABAI/TiE4Az1yjI8/s1600/5585748_3Oh0l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 46px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461276074007770034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pZp3uSs7I/AAAAAAAABAI/TiE4Az1yjI8/s320/5585748_3Oh0l.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461274775984062258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pYeUNUvzI/AAAAAAAABAA/yI-QH_9G3mo/s320/morehead003.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Não espere um sorriso para ser gentil...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere ser amado para amar...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere ficar sozinho para reconhecer quem hoje&lt;br /&gt;é importante em sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere o melhor emprego para começar a trabalhar...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a queda para lembrar-se do conselho...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a enfermidade para reconhecer&lt;br /&gt;quão frágil é a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a pessoa perfeita para então&lt;br /&gt;se apaixonar...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a mágoa para pedir perdão...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a separação para buscar&lt;br /&gt;a reconciliação...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere a dor para acreditar em oração...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere elogios para acreditar em si mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere ter tempo para servir...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere que o outro tome a iniciativa,&lt;br /&gt;se você for o culpado...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere o “eu também”, para dizer “eu te amo”...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere ter dinheiro aos montes&lt;br /&gt;para então contribuir...&lt;br /&gt;Não espere o dia da sua morte...&lt;br /&gt;sem antes amar a vida!!!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pU3J_HRSI/AAAAAAAAA_o/N6fW7i3EX08/s1600/mariamarlene.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 27px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461270804690322722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pU3J_HRSI/AAAAAAAAA_o/N6fW7i3EX08/s320/mariamarlene.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pUO7DTxbI/AAAAAAAAA_g/df_jLDIS4k4/s1600/5586029_qe6DW.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 36px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461270113486620082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pUO7DTxbI/AAAAAAAAA_g/df_jLDIS4k4/s320/5586029_qe6DW.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-4479337919165457739?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/4479337919165457739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/04/refletir-e-preciso-nao-espere_17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4479337919165457739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4479337919165457739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/04/refletir-e-preciso-nao-espere_17.html' title='Refletir é Preciso!!  Não Espere...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8pZp3uSs7I/AAAAAAAABAI/TiE4Az1yjI8/s72-c/5585748_3Oh0l.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4937140518120124791</id><published>2010-04-10T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:47:12.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vale a Pena Meditar...'/><title type='text'>Vale a Pena Meditar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EwYFEufFI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qekaEBAHO7I/s1600/jesuscristolindo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deus tem uma uma resposta positiva para todas as coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;negativas que dizemos para nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EwYFEufFI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qekaEBAHO7I/s1600/jesuscristolindo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458697413586746450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EwYFEufFI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qekaEBAHO7I/s320/jesuscristolindo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Não posso resolver as coisas”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu guio teus passos”!&lt;br /&gt;(Prov. 3:5.6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“É impossível”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Tudo é possível”...&lt;br /&gt;(Lucas 18:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Me sinto muito sozinho(a)”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Não te deixarei, nem te desampararei”.&lt;br /&gt;(Hebreus 13:5) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu não posso fazer”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;Tudo podes fazer”&lt;br /&gt;(Filipenses 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu te perdoo”. (I João 1:9)&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Não mereço perdão”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Tenho medo”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Não temas, que estou contigo”!...&lt;br /&gt;(Isaías 41:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Estou muito cansado”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu te farei descansar”.&lt;br /&gt;(Mateus 11: 28.30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s1600/38minifloresmagia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizes:&lt;br /&gt;“Ninguém me ama de verdade”...&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu te amo”.&lt;br /&gt;( João 3: 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Eu te ensinarei o caminho”&lt;br /&gt;(Salmo 32:8)&lt;br /&gt;Quando disseres:&lt;br /&gt;“Não sei como seguir”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 41px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 41px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458693722535667330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EtBO1kpoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2QMiw34yV7U/s320/38minifloresmagia.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando te perguntas:&lt;br /&gt;“Que caminho me conduz a Deus?”&lt;br /&gt;Deus te diz:&lt;br /&gt;“Meu filho amado: JESUS CRISTO!&lt;br /&gt;(I Timot. 2: 15 e Atos 4: 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...E quando quiseres saber o que Deus tem a dizer-te...&lt;br /&gt;Leia a Bíblia. ( II Timot. 3: 15. 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peguei esta mensagem no site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Recados Online".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Compartilhe com outras pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458691569302243842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8ErD5auCgI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BZe3tIKYNTY/s320/assinatura5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EqgMCepcI/AAAAAAAAA94/p-liaqKgu4o/s1600/ofy9ec.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458690955825554882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EqgMCepcI/AAAAAAAAA94/p-liaqKgu4o/s320/ofy9ec.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-4937140518120124791?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/4937140518120124791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/04/vale-pena-meditar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4937140518120124791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4937140518120124791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/04/vale-pena-meditar.html' title='Vale a Pena Meditar!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S8EwYFEufFI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qekaEBAHO7I/s72-c/jesuscristolindo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4522298166592035103</id><published>2010-03-29T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:48:37.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem de Páscoa'/><title type='text'>Mensagem de "Páscoa"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S7E1M4BQbII/AAAAAAAAA8g/Hhm6RJw7blE/s1600/ofxe74.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450495507581464034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S6QMyUNBbeI/AAAAAAAAA7g/wvgXqu2zr_Y/s320/lindinho.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Aprende que não importa aonde você está indo,&lt;br /&gt;mas, se sabe para onde vai, qualquer lugar serve.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que ou você controla seus atos ou eles controlarão você,&lt;br /&gt;e que ser flexível não significa ser fraco.&lt;br /&gt;Não importa, tão delicada e frágil uma situação seja,&lt;br /&gt;sempre existem dois lados.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que heróis são pessoas que fizeram o que era necessário fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que algumas vezes a pessoa que você espera o chute&lt;br /&gt;quando você cair, é uma das poucas que a(o) ajudarão a levantar-se.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que maturidade tem mais a ver com&lt;br /&gt;os tipos de experiências que se teve,&lt;br /&gt;e com o que se aprendeu com elas,&lt;br /&gt;de que quantos aniversários você celebrou.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que há mais de seus pais em você do que supunha.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que não se deve dizer a uma criança que sonhos&lt;br /&gt;são bobagens, poucas coisas são tão humilhantes a esta tragédia,&lt;br /&gt;se ela não acreditasse nisso.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que quando você está com raiva,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso não te dá o direito de ser cruel.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que só porque alguém não o ama do jeito&lt;br /&gt;que você quer que ame, não significa que esse alguém&lt;br /&gt;não o(a) ama com tudo o que sente,&lt;br /&gt;pois existem pessoas que nos ama, mas simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;não sabem como demonstrar ou dizer isso.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que com a mesma severidade com julga,&lt;br /&gt;você será em algum momento condenado&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração foi partido,&lt;br /&gt;o mundo não para para que você o conserte.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar atrás.&lt;br /&gt;portanto plante seu jardim e decore com alma,&lt;br /&gt;Ao invés de esperar que alguém lhe traga flores.&lt;br /&gt;E aprende que realmente pode se suportar que realmente é forte&lt;br /&gt;E que pode ir muito longe depois de pensar que não pode mais.&lt;br /&gt;E que realmente a vida tem valores e que você tem valor diante da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o bem&lt;br /&gt;que poderíamos conquistar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;se não fosse o medo de tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450493012098194754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S6QKhDzcnUI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/s-mZ5ws9clo/s320/100354ca9d8c.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S6QKHs0pGmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FBzRvmNFngY/s1600-h/5586025_ErJh9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 44px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450492576432462434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S6QKHs0pGmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FBzRvmNFngY/s320/5586025_ErJh9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-351959435543017426?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/351959435543017426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia-voce-aprende2-parte.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/351959435543017426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/351959435543017426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia-voce-aprende2-parte.html' title='Um Dia Você Aprende...(2ª Parte)'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S6QMyUNBbeI/AAAAAAAAA7g/wvgXqu2zr_Y/s72-c/lindinho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5959965026216753407</id><published>2010-03-11T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:50:03.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Dia Você Aprende'/><title type='text'>Um Dia Você Aprende...(1ª Parte)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447436873655330130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S5ku-Y6XJVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/2_JqqOAlOdw/s320/mao+borboleta212211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Depois de um tempo você aprende a diferença,&lt;br /&gt;a sutil diferença entre dar a mão&lt;br /&gt;e acorrentar a alma.&lt;br /&gt;E você aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se&lt;br /&gt;e que companhia nem sempre&lt;br /&gt;significa segurança.&lt;br /&gt;E começa a aprender que beijos não são contratos,&lt;br /&gt;e presentes, não são promessas.&lt;br /&gt;E começa a aceitar suas derrotas com a cabeça erguida&lt;br /&gt;e olhar adiante, com a graça de um adulto&lt;br /&gt;e não com a tristeza de uma criança.&lt;br /&gt;E aprende a construir todas as suas estradas no hoje,&lt;br /&gt;porque o terreno do amanhã é incerto demais para os planos&lt;br /&gt;e o futuro tem o costume de cair em meio ao vão.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de algum tempo você aprende que o sol queima&lt;br /&gt;se ficar exposto por muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;E aprende que não importa o quanto você se importe,&lt;br /&gt;algumas pessoas não se importam.&lt;br /&gt;E aceita que não importa tão boa seja uma pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;vai feri-la de vez em quando e você precisa perdoá-la por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que se levam anos para construir confiança e apenas segundos&lt;br /&gt;para destruí-la, e que você pode fazer coisas em um instante das quais&lt;br /&gt;se arrependerá pelo resto da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;mesmo a longa distância.&lt;br /&gt;E o que importa não é o fim que tem na vida, mas quem você tem na vida.&lt;br /&gt;E que bons amigos são a família, que nos permitiram de escolher.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que não temos que mudar de amigos e compreender&lt;br /&gt;que os amigos mudam.&lt;br /&gt;Percebe que seu melhor amigo e você podem fazer qualquer coisa, ou nada,&lt;br /&gt;e terem bons momentos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que as pessoas com que mais se importa na sua vida&lt;br /&gt;são tomadas de você muito depressa,&lt;br /&gt;por isso sempre devemos deixar as pessoas com palavras&lt;br /&gt;amorosas, pois, pode ser a última vez que as vejamos.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que as circunstâncias e os ambientes têm influência sobre nós,&lt;br /&gt;mas nós somos responsáveis por nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Começa a aprender que não se deve comparar com os outros, mas&lt;br /&gt;com o melhor que podemos ser.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que se leva muito tempo para se tornar a pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que se quer ser e que o tempo é curto...&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447435532513833890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S5ktwUxT86I/AAAAAAAAA6E/EKJrZZzVLks/s320/assinaturajoaninha.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S5ktd77kVkI/AAAAAAAAA58/hZL5_vphKpI/s1600-h/linha_38.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 37px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447435216608319042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S5ktd77kVkI/AAAAAAAAA58/hZL5_vphKpI/s320/linha_38.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5959965026216753407?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5959965026216753407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia-voce-aprende1-parte.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5959965026216753407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5959965026216753407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia-voce-aprende1-parte.html' title='Um Dia Você Aprende...(1ª Parte)'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S5ku-Y6XJVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/2_JqqOAlOdw/s72-c/mao+borboleta212211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-6335242340144546073</id><published>2010-03-02T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:03:06.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Você Mulher'/><title type='text'>Para Você Mulher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42lpuA_3-I/AAAAAAAAA4g/ZbxNkQS5XDA/s1600-h/COL36Homenagem-ao-dia-internacional-da-Mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444189660706234338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42lpuA_3-I/AAAAAAAAA4g/ZbxNkQS5XDA/s320/COL36Homenagem-ao-dia-internacional-da-Mulher.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALMA DE MULHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nada mais contraditório do que ser mulher...&lt;br /&gt;Mulher que pensa com o coração,&lt;br /&gt;age pela emoção e vence pelo amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que vive milhões de emoções num só dia e&lt;br /&gt;transmite cada uma delas, num único olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cobra de si a perfeição e vive&lt;br /&gt;arrumando desculpas para os erros&lt;br /&gt;daquele a quem ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hospeda no ventre outras almas, dá a luz...&lt;br /&gt;e depois fica cega, diante da beleza dos filhos que gerou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dá asas, ensina a voar, mas não quer ver partir os pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo sabendo que eles não lhe pertencem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se enfeita toda e perfuma o leito,&lt;br /&gt;ainda que seu amor nem perceba mais tais detalhes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que como uma feiticeira, transforma em luz e sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;as dores que sente na alma, só pra ninguém notar.&lt;br /&gt;E ainda tem que ser forte, para dar os ombros&lt;br /&gt;para quem deles precisar.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz do homem que por dia souber&lt;br /&gt;entender a alma da mulher!!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42kJVcFupI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/W0693L4qYw8/s1600-h/1188333156.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444188004841536146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42kJVcFupI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/W0693L4qYw8/s320/1188333156.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BEM-AVENTURADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;que cuida do próprio perfil interior e exterior,&lt;br /&gt;porque a harmonia da pessoa faz mais bela a convivência humana.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;que, ao lado do homem, exercita a própria insubstituível responsabilidade na família, na sociedade, na história e no universo interior.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;chamada a transmitir e aguardar a vida de maneira humilde e grande.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher,&lt;br /&gt;quando nela e ao redor dela acolhe e faz crescer e protege a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;que põe a inteligência, a sensibilidade e a cultura a serviço dela, onde ela venha a ser diminuída ou deturpada.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;que se empenha em promover um mundo mais justo e mais humano.&lt;br /&gt;Bem-aventurada a mulher&lt;br /&gt;que, após dias, com pequenos gestos, com palavras e atenções que nascem do coração, traça sendas de esperança para a humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42CJOw-OuI/AAAAAAAAA4I/EEbpPlsCQUM/s1600-h/8624461.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444150619654732514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42CJOw-OuI/AAAAAAAAA4I/EEbpPlsCQUM/s320/8624461.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O HOMEM E A MULHER DE DEUS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O homem é a mais elevada das criaturas; a mulher, o mais sublime dos ideais.&lt;br /&gt;Deus fez para o homem um trono; para a mulher fez um altar. O trono exalta e o altar santifica.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é o cérebro; a mulher, o coração.O cérebro produz a luz; o coração produz o amor. A luz fecunda; o amor ressuscita.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é o gênio; a mulher o anjo. O gênio é imensurável; o anjo é indefinível.&lt;br /&gt;A aspiração do homem é a suprema glória; a aspiração da mulher é a virtude extrema.A glória promove a grandeza, a virtude promove a divindade.&lt;br /&gt;O homem tem a supremacia; a mulher tem a preferência. A supremacia significa a força; a preferência representa o direito.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é forte pela razão; a mulher é invencível pelas lágrimas. A razão convence, as lágrimas comovem.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é capaz de todos os heroísmos; a mulher, de todos os martírios. O heroísmo enobrece, o martírio purifica.&lt;br /&gt;O homem pensa e a mulher sonha. Pensar é ter uma palavra no cérebro; sonhar é ter na fronte uma auréola.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é a águia que voa; a mulher o rouxinol que canta. Voar é dominar o espaço, cantar é conquistar a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, o homem está colocado onde termina a terra; a mulher, onde começa o céu.&lt;br /&gt;(Elisângela G. Mokfa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444149252521903970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42A5pzGx2I/AAAAAAAAA4A/zP4O6I1Fn7w/s320/1001b8eba675.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42AssFRRBI/AAAAAAAAA34/ZnFe1uU-yfM/s1600-h/wkhdcp5p.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 55px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444149029796660242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42AssFRRBI/AAAAAAAAA34/ZnFe1uU-yfM/s320/wkhdcp5p.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-6335242340144546073?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/6335242340144546073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-voce-mulher.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6335242340144546073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6335242340144546073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-voce-mulher.html' title='Para Você Mulher!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S42lpuA_3-I/AAAAAAAAA4g/ZbxNkQS5XDA/s72-c/COL36Homenagem-ao-dia-internacional-da-Mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8827327139796520549</id><published>2010-02-23T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:17:16.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seja Feliz'/><title type='text'>Seja Feliz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S4Q2linuSTI/AAAAAAAAA14/kJXiYGPC3Fk/s1600-h/seja_feliz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441534268346878258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S4Q2linuSTI/AAAAAAAAA14/kJXiYGPC3Fk/s320/seja_feliz.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DE TUDO UM POUCO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sensibilidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para não ficar indiferente diante das belezas da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Coragem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para colocar a timidez de lado e poder realizar o que tem vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Solidariedade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para não ficar neutro diante do sofrimento da humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bondade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para não desviar os olhos de quem te pede uma ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tranquilidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para quando chegar ao fim do dia, poder deitar e dormir o sono dos anjos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Alegria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você distribuí-la, colocando um sorriso no rosto de alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Humildade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você reconhecer aquilo que você não é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amor Próprio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para você perceber suas qualidades e gostar de você mesmo e viver melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Felicidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você descobri-la dentro de você e doa-la a quem precisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amizade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você descobrir que, quem tem um amigo, tem um tesouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Esperança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para fazer você acreditar na vida e se sentir uma eterna criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sabedoria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para entender que só o bem existe, o resto é ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Desejos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para alimentar o seu corpo, dando prazer ao seu espírito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Para poder, todos os dias, alimentar a sua alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você ter alguém para amar e sentir-se amado(a). Para você desejar tocar uma estrela, sorrir para a lua. Sentir que a vida é bela, andando pela rua. Para você descobrir que existe um sol dentro de você. Para você se sentir feliz a cada amanhecer e saber que o amor é a razão maior para viver.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se você não tiver um amor, que nunca deixe morrer em você, a procura... o desejo de encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Tenha de tudo, um pouco...e seja feliz!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Autoria: Lislê Silva&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S4Q1GcPq2jI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uLZ9LFpnIXc/s1600-h/mariamarlene.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 26px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441532634547804722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S4Q1GcPq2jI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uLZ9LFpnIXc/s320/mariamarlene.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3YLPOpQBXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/TQsZTsM5XrQ/s1600-h/LinhasParaVidaToda19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 33px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437545956353508722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3YLPOpQBXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/TQsZTsM5XrQ/s320/LinhasParaVidaToda19.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8827327139796520549?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8827327139796520549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/seja-feliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8827327139796520549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8827327139796520549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/seja-feliz.html' title='Seja Feliz!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S4Q2linuSTI/AAAAAAAAA14/kJXiYGPC3Fk/s72-c/seja_feliz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5043637593128885248</id><published>2010-02-17T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T05:21:12.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presença de Jesus'/><title type='text'>Presença de Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439200086869009346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3vrqTAZ48I/AAAAAAAAAzo/nsgJrPNYHhQ/s320/presen%C3%A7adejesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você se levantou pela manhã,&lt;br /&gt;Eu já havia preparado o Sol para aquecer o seu dia,&lt;br /&gt;e o alimento para a sua nutrição.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, Eu providenciei tudo isso enquanto vigiava o seu sono,&lt;br /&gt;a sua família e a sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperei pelo seu “bom dia”, mas você esqueceu-se.&lt;br /&gt;Bem, você parecia ter tanta pressa que Eu perdoei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sol apareceu,&lt;br /&gt;as flores deram o seu perfume,&lt;br /&gt;a brisa da manhã o acompanhou...&lt;br /&gt;E você nem pensou que Eu é que havia preparado tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Seus familiares sorriam, seus colegas o saudaram.&lt;br /&gt;Você trabalhou, estudou, viajou, realizou negócios,&lt;br /&gt;alcançou vitórias, mas...&lt;br /&gt;Você não percebeu que Eu estava cooperando com você e&lt;br /&gt;mais teria ajudado se você me tivesse dado uma chance...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, você corre tanto...eu perdoei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você leu bastante, ouviu muita coisa,&lt;br /&gt;e não teve tempo de ler ou ouvir a minha Palavra.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quis falar, mas você não parou para ouvir,&lt;br /&gt;Eu quis até aconselhá-lo,&lt;br /&gt;mas você nem pensou nestas possibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos, seus pensamentos, seus lábios seriam melhores.&lt;br /&gt;O mal seria menor e o bem muito maior em sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você trabalhou, ganhou dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;e nem fez mais porque você não me deixou ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez você se esqueceu de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceu-se de que Eu desejo sua participação no meu Reino...&lt;br /&gt;Com a sua vida, seu talento e seu dinheiro também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Findou o seu dia. Você voltou para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Mandei a Lua e as Estrelas tornarem a noite mais bonita,&lt;br /&gt;para lembrar-lhe o meu amor por você.&lt;br /&gt;Certamente, agora você vai dizer um “obrigado” e boa noite.&lt;br /&gt;Está me ouvindo? Já dormiu. Que pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa noite. Durma bem. Eu fico velando por você!&lt;br /&gt;EU sou &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESUS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(desconheço a autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s1600-h/assinatura4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 66px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431987979250734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s320/assinatura4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3vrHLGau9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/RH_TWdMvK2M/s1600-h/barraflorrosa01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 32px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439199483451325394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3vrHLGau9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/RH_TWdMvK2M/s320/barraflorrosa01.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5043637593128885248?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5043637593128885248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/presenca-de-jesus.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5043637593128885248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5043637593128885248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/presenca-de-jesus.html' title='Presença de Jesus'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3vrqTAZ48I/AAAAAAAAAzo/nsgJrPNYHhQ/s72-c/presen%C3%A7adejesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4253420927588158790</id><published>2010-02-09T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:49:43.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É Preciso Manter Velas Acesas'/><title type='text'>É Preciso Manter Velas Acesas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3F-rfWwBSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/yH200p2lAiw/s1600-h/velas_acesas_hugs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436265510829294882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3F-rfWwBSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/yH200p2lAiw/s320/velas_acesas_hugs.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Quatro velas estavam queimando calmamente.&lt;br /&gt;O ambiente estava tão silencioso, que podia se ouvir o diálogo entre elas.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1ª&lt;/span&gt; disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PAZ&lt;/span&gt;, e apesar da minha luz, as pessoas não conseguem manter-me acesa.&lt;br /&gt;Em seguida a sua chama devagarinho se apagou totalmente.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2ª&lt;/span&gt; disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu me chamo &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FÉ&lt;/span&gt;! Infelizmente sou supérflua para as pessoas. Elas não querem saber de Deus, por isso não faz sentido continuar queimando.&lt;br /&gt;Ao terminar a sua fala, um vento bateu levemente sobre ela, e a chama se apagou.&lt;br /&gt;Baixinho e triste, a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3ª&lt;/span&gt; vela se manifestou:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;! Não tenho mais forças para queimar. As pessoas me deixam de lado, porque só conseguem enxergar elas mesmas, esquecem até daquelas que estão à sua volta. E também se apagou.&lt;br /&gt;De repente, chegou uma criança e viu as três velas apagadas ...&lt;br /&gt;- Que é isto? Vocês devem ficar acesas e queimarem até o fim.&lt;br /&gt;Então a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 4ª&lt;/span&gt; vela falou:&lt;br /&gt;- Não tenhas medo, criança! Enquanto eu estiver acesa, poderemos acender as outras velas.&lt;br /&gt;Quando apagamos as chamas da PAZ, FÉ e AMOR, ainda assim, nem tudo está perdido..&lt;br /&gt;Alguma coisa há de ter restado dentro da gente. E isto tem que ser preservado, acima de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Então a criança pegou a vela da &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESPERANÇA&lt;/span&gt; e acendeu novamente as que estavam apagadas: PAZ, FÉ, AMOR e ESPERANÇA.&lt;br /&gt;Que a vela da ESPERANÇA nunca se apague dentro de você. Ela é a nossa luz no fim do túnel. O caminho da felicidade precisa, antes, ser pavimentada com Esperança...&lt;br /&gt;Para tê-la, é preciso uma busca incessante, e ao encontrá-la, ter a coragem de trazê-la para dentro de nós.&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo, é que a vela da &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Esperança&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;, da &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fé&lt;/span&gt;, da &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Paz&lt;/span&gt; e da &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amizade&lt;/span&gt; nunca se apaguem em sua vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Recebi esta mensagem por Email. Achei linda!&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi postá-la, acrescentando a minha opinião.&lt;br /&gt;"Acredito que os sentimentos citados, estão presentes&lt;br /&gt;em &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus Cristo&lt;/span&gt;!! Sendo assim, para mantê-los(sentimentos) acesos,&lt;br /&gt;basta que deixemos que Ele(J.C.), comande as nossas vidas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436269248441931250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3GCFDDC1fI/AAAAAAAAAxw/NHJP7ih6Yqo/s320/signature_5.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-4253420927588158790?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/4253420927588158790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-preciso-manter-velas-acesas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4253420927588158790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4253420927588158790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-preciso-manter-velas-acesas.html' title='É Preciso Manter Velas Acesas!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S3F-rfWwBSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/yH200p2lAiw/s72-c/velas_acesas_hugs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-1219864233700369452</id><published>2010-02-01T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:24:52.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Os Girassóis'/><title type='text'>Os Girassóis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Li esse texto no Blog "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Repensando a Vida&lt;/span&gt;", da amiga&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Nésia Pires&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei!! Então resolvi compartilhar com&lt;br /&gt;todos que me prestigiam, visitando o meu blog.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que a mensagem falará aos corações!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VOCÊ JÁ VIU UM GIRASSOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433461340432412210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2eITSlKrjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/dhT972zxj2o/s320/girassois.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Trata-se de uma flor amarela, muito grande, que gira sempre em busca do sol. E é por essa razão que é popularmente chamada de Girassol.&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma pequena e frágil semente dessa flor brota em meio a outras plantas, procura imediatamente pela luz solar. É como se soubesse, instintivamente, que a claridade e o calor do sol lhe possibilitarão a vida.&lt;br /&gt;E o que aconteceria à flor se a colocássemos em uma redoma bem fechada e escura? Certamente, em pouco tempo, ela morreria.&lt;br /&gt;Assim como os Girassóis, nosso corpo também necessita da luz e do calor solar, da chuva e da brisa, para nos manter vivos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não é só o corpo físico que precisa de cuidados para que prossiga firme. O espírito igualmente necessita da luz divina para manter acesa a chama da esperança. Precisa do calor do afeto, da brisa da amizade, da chuva de bênçãos que vem do alto.&lt;br /&gt;Todavia, é necessário que façamos esforços para respirar o ar puro, acima das circunstâncias desagradáveis que nos envolvem.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos de nós permitimos que os vícios abafem a nossa vontade de buscar a luz, e definhamos dia-a-dia como uma planta mirrada e sem vida.&lt;br /&gt;Ou, então, nos deixamos enredar nos cipoais da preguiça e do amolentamento e ficamos a reclamar da sorte sem fazer esforços para sair da situação que nos desagrada.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso que compreendamos os objetivos traçados por Deus para a elevação de seus filhos, que somos todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;E para que possamos crescer de acordo com os planos divinos, o Criador coloca à nossa disposição tudo o que necessitamos.&lt;br /&gt;É o amparo da família, que nos oferece sustentação e segurança em todas as horas...&lt;br /&gt;A presença dos amigos nos momentos de alegria ou de tristeza a nos amparar os passos e a nos impulsionar para a frente.&lt;br /&gt;São as possibilidades de aprendizado que surgem a cada instante da caminhada tornando-nos mais esclarecidos e preparados para decidir qual o melhor caminho a tomar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, o que acontece conosco quando nos fechamos na redoma escura da depressão ou da melancolia e assim permanecemos por vontade própria?&lt;br /&gt;É possível que em pouco tempo nossas forças esmoreçam e não nos permitam sequer gritar por socorro.&lt;br /&gt;Por essa razão, devemos entender que &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deus&lt;/span&gt; tem um plano de felicidade para cada um de nós e que, para alcançá-lo, é preciso que busquemos os recursos disponíveis.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso que imitemos o Girassol. Que busquemos sempre a luz, mesmo que as trevas insistam em nos envolver.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso buscar o apoio da família nos momentos em que nos sentimos fraquejar.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso rogar o socorro dos verdadeiros amigos quando sentimos as nossas forças enfraquecendo.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso, acima de tudo, buscar a luz divina que consola e esclarece, ampara e anima em todas as situações.&lt;br /&gt;Quando as nuvens negras dos pensamentos tormentosos cobrirem com escuro véu o horizonte de tuas esperanças, e o convite da depressão rondar-te a alma, imita os Girassóis e busca respirar o ar puro, acima das circunstâncias desagradáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Quando as dificuldades e os problemas se fizerem insuportáveis, tentando sufocar-te a disposição para a luta, lembra-te dos girassóis e &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;busca a luz divina&lt;/span&gt; através da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oração sincera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(Recebi por email e gostei muito dessa mensagem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;espero que edifique sua vida... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(Palavras de Nésia Pires)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s1600-h/assinatura4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431987979250734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s320/assinatura4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-1219864233700369452?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/1219864233700369452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-girassois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1219864233700369452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1219864233700369452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-girassois.html' title='Os Girassóis'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2eITSlKrjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/dhT972zxj2o/s72-c/girassois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-62450810755363871</id><published>2010-01-28T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:15:20.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Será que Deus é culpado'/><title type='text'>Será Que Deus é Culpado? Reflexão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2QyGHeBb5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/ppzeFlJww1A/s1600-h/images%5B16%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432522131181236114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2QyGHeBb5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/ppzeFlJww1A/s320/images%5B16%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Peguei esse texto no blog "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eterno Aprendiz&lt;/span&gt;", da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;minha amiga virtual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Telva Tanajura&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Achei a mensagem apropriada para refletirmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sobre nossos valores e nossa fé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Vale a pena ler!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Finalmente a verdade é dita na TV Americana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A filha de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Billy Graham&lt;/span&gt; estava sendo entrevistada no Early Show e Jane Clayson perguntou a ela:&lt;br /&gt;'Como é que Deus teria permitido algo horroroso assim acontecer no dia 11 de setembro?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anne Graham&lt;/span&gt; deu uma resposta profunda e sábia:&lt;br /&gt;'Eu creio que Deus ficou profundamente triste com o que aconteceu, tanto quanto nós.&lt;br /&gt;Por muitos anos temos dito para Deus não interferir em nossas escolhas, sair do nosso governo e sair de nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo um cavalheiro como Deus é, eu creio que Ele calmamente nos deixou.&lt;br /&gt;Como poderemos esperar que Deus nos dê a sua benção e a sua proteção se nós exigimos que Ele não se envolvesse mais conosco?'&lt;br /&gt;À vista de tantos acontecimentos recentes; ataque dos terroristas, tiroteio nas escolas, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Eu creio que tudo começou desde que Madeline Murray O'hare (que foi assassinada), se queixou de que era impróprio se fazer oração nas escolas Americanas como se fazia tradicionalmente, e nós concordamos com a sua opinião.&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, alguém disse que seria melhor também não ler mais a Bíblia nas escolas...&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bíblia&lt;/span&gt; que nos ensina que não devemos matar roubar e devemos amar o nosso próximo como a nós mesmos. E nós concordamos com esse alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Logo depois o Doutor Benjamin Spock disse que não deveríamos bater em nossos filhos quando eles se comportassem mal, porque suas personalidades em formação ficariam distorcidas e poderíamos prejudicar sua auto-estima (o filho dele se suicidou) e nós dissemos:&lt;br /&gt;'Um perito nesse assunto deve saber o que está falando'.&lt;br /&gt;E então concordamos com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Depois alguém disse que os professores e diretores das escolas não deveriam disciplinar nossos filhos quando se comportassem mal.&lt;br /&gt;Então foi decidido que nenhum professor poderia tocar nos alunos... (há diferença entre disciplinar e tocar).&lt;br /&gt;Aí, alguém sugeriu que deveríamos deixar que nossas filhas fizessem aborto, se elas assim o quisessem.&lt;br /&gt;E nós aceitamos sem ao menos questionar.&lt;br /&gt;Então foi dito que deveríamos dar aos nossos filhos tantas camisinhas, quantas eles quisessem para que eles pudessem se divertir à vontade.&lt;br /&gt;E nós dissemos: 'Está bem!'&lt;br /&gt;Então alguém sugeriu que imprimíssemos revistas com fotografias de mulheres nuas, e disséssemos que isto é uma coisa sadia e uma apreciação natural do corpo feminino.&lt;br /&gt;Depois outra pessoa levou isso um passo mais adiante e publicou fotos de Crianças nuas e foi mais além ainda, colocando-as à disposição da internet.&lt;br /&gt;E nós dissemos:&lt;br /&gt;'Está bem, isto é democracia, e eles tem o direito de ter liberdade de se expressar e fazer isso'.&lt;br /&gt;Agora nós estamos nos perguntando por que nossos filhos não têm consciência e porque não sabem distinguir o bem e o mal, o certo e o errado;&lt;br /&gt;porque não lhes incomoda matar pessoas estranhas ou seus próprios colegas de classe ou a si próprios...&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente, se nós analisarmos seriamente, iremos facilmente compreender:&lt;br /&gt;Nós colhemos só aquilo que semeamos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina escreveu um bilhetinho para Deus:&lt;br /&gt;'Senhor, porque não salvaste aquela criança na escola?'&lt;br /&gt;A resposta dele:&lt;br /&gt;'Querida criança, não me deixam entrar nas escolas!!!'&lt;br /&gt;É triste como as pessoas simplesmente culpam a Deus e não entendem porque o mundo está indo a passos largos para o inferno.&lt;br /&gt;É triste como cremos em tudo que os Jornais e a TV dizem, mas duvidamos do que a Bíblia, ou do que a sua religião, que você diz que segue ensina.&lt;br /&gt;É triste como alguém diz:&lt;br /&gt;'Eu creio em Deus'.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda assim segue a satanás, que, por sinal,também 'Crê' em Deus.&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado como somos rápidos para julgar, mas não queremos ser julgados!&lt;br /&gt;Como podemos enviar centenas de piadas pelo e-mail, e elas se espalham como fogo, mas, quando tentamos enviar algum e-mail falando de Deus, as pessoas têm medo de compartilhar e reenviá-los a outros!&lt;br /&gt;É triste ver como o material imoral, obsceno e vulgar corre livremente na internet, mas uma discussão pública a respeito de Deus é suprimida rapidamente na escola e no trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;É triste ver como as pessoas ficam inflamadas a respeito de Cristo no sábado, mas depois se transformam em cristãos invisíveis pelo resto da semana.&lt;br /&gt;Você mesmo pode não querer reenviar esta mensagem a muitos de sua lista de endereços porque você não tem certeza a respeito de como a receberão, ou do que pensarão a seu respeito, por lhes ter enviado.&lt;br /&gt;Não é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Gozado que nós nos preocupamos mais com o que as outras pessoas pensam a nosso respeito do que com o que Deus pensa...&lt;br /&gt;'Garanto que Ele que enxerga tudo em nosso coração está torcendo para que você, no seu livre arbítrio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;envie estas palavras a outras pessoas'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s1600-h/assinatura4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431987979250734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2JMSYdulDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/P7yBFWnggCU/s320/assinatura4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-62450810755363871?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/62450810755363871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/sera-que-deus-e-culpado-reflexao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/62450810755363871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/62450810755363871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/sera-que-deus-e-culpado-reflexao.html' title='Será Que Deus é Culpado? Reflexão...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S2QyGHeBb5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/ppzeFlJww1A/s72-c/images%5B16%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3640244019919908057</id><published>2010-01-22T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:02:06.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem para o primeiro dia de aula'/><title type='text'>"Mensagem Para o Primeiro Dia de Aula"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429791924965750690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1p-_MveN6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7mbS9ea2Xc4/s320/Morehead_Kittens_sb.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 216px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 241px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 130%;"&gt;PRESENÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;Que bom que você veio!&lt;br /&gt;O encontro é algo divino e maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;É maravilhoso...&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar a simplicidade, a disponibilidade,&lt;br /&gt;o olhar puro e o gesto pronto...&lt;br /&gt;É maravilhoso...&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar um riso aberto, uma alma corajosa,&lt;br /&gt;um desejo de ser mais.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, se realiza a maravilha do encontro,&lt;br /&gt;porque você se faz presente...&lt;br /&gt;Realiza porque você veio, trazendo um pouco de&lt;br /&gt;seu próprio manancial cristalino: um pouco das&lt;br /&gt;suas histórias, um pouco de você mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;E esteja em casa e abra seu coração!&lt;br /&gt;A sua presença há de nos deixar mais ricos,&lt;br /&gt;há de nos aumentar as energias, para a luta de construir...&lt;br /&gt;Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;É da esperança, é do construir,&lt;br /&gt;que o mundo de hoje precisa...&lt;br /&gt;Com as nossas mãos apertadas as suas,&lt;br /&gt;encontraremos novos rumos!&lt;br /&gt;Que bom que você veio!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado(a) pela sua presença!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s1600-h/novaassinatura.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704784999436690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s320/novaassinatura.gif" style="cursor: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429757318638940866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1pfg2INMsI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZeyA512lpn0/s320/crian%C3%A7a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinâmica do nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Objetivo:&lt;/span&gt; quebrar gelo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode ser proposta no primeiro dia em que o grupo se encontra. É ótima para gravar os nomes dos colegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Procedimento&lt;/span&gt;: Em círculo, assentados ou em pé, os participantes vão um a um ao centro da roda ( ou no próprio lugar), falam seu nome completo, juntamente com um gesto qualquer. Em seguida todos devem dizer o nome da pessoa e repetir o gesto feito por ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Variação:&lt;/span&gt; Essa dinâmica pode ser feita apenas com o primeiro nome e o gesto da pessoa, sendo que todos devem repetir em somatória, ou seja, o primeiro diz seu nome, com seu gesto e o segundo diz o nome do anterior e o gesto dele, e seu nome e seu gesto... e assim por diante. Geralmente feito com grupos pequenos, para facilitar a memorização. Mas poderá ser estipulado um número máximo acumulativo, por exemplo após o oitavo deve começar um outro ciclo de 8 pessoas.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Autor desconhecido)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2-Dinâmica do “Mestre”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Objetivos:&lt;/span&gt; socializar, desinibir, coordenar.&lt;br /&gt;Em círculo, os participantes devem escolher uma pessoa para ser o adivinhador. Este deve sair do local. Em seguida, os outros devem escolher um mestre para encabeçar os movimentos/mímicas. Tudo que o mestre fizer , todos devem imitar.&lt;br /&gt;O adivinhador tem duas chances para saber quem é o mestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Se errar, volta e se acertar o mestre vai em seu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3-Dinâmica: Sorriso Milionário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Material&lt;/span&gt;: Bolinhas de papel amassado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Procedimento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa dinâmica é usada para descontrair e integrar o grupo de uma forma divertida. Cada bolinha vale R$ 1.000,00. O professor distribuirá para cada pessoa do grupo 5 bolinhas de papel.&lt;br /&gt;Dado o sinal os alunos deverão sair e procurar um companheiro, em seguida devem parar em sua frente, olhar fixamente nos olhos desse companheiro que por sua vez não pode sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sorrir primeiro paga uma bolinha para a pessoa a quem sorriu. Vence quem terminar a brincadeira com mais “dinheiro”, que será o milionário.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;contribuição: Renata G. Evangelista)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4-Dinâmica do 1, 2, 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Objetivo:&lt;/span&gt; Quebrar gelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Procedimento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1º momento&lt;/span&gt;: Formam-se duplas e então solicite para que os dois comecem a contar de um a três, ora um começa, ora o outro. Fica fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2º momento&lt;/span&gt;: Solicite que ao invés de falar o número 1, batam palmas. Os outros números devem ser pronunciados normalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3º momento&lt;/span&gt;: Solicite que ao invés de falar o número 2, que batam as mãos na barriga. O número 3 deve ser pronunciado normalmente.Começa a complicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4º momento&lt;/span&gt;: Solicite que ao invés de falar o número 3, que devem dar uma “reboladinha”. A situação fica mais divertida.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contribuição de Ricardo José Rodrigues)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s1600-h/novaassinatura.gif"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704784999436690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s320/novaassinatura.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5188417257467922075?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5188417257467922075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/sugestoes-de-dinamicas-para-os.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5188417257467922075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5188417257467922075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/sugestoes-de-dinamicas-para-os.html' title='&quot;Sugestões de Dinâmicas Para os Primeiros Dias de Aula&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1pfg2INMsI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZeyA512lpn0/s72-c/crian%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7492216238799343773</id><published>2010-01-18T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:41:26.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promoção Um Pouco de Mim'/><title type='text'>Promoção "Um Pouco de Mim" em 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A leitura é o passaporte para o conhecimento"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1TTX-yK3sI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4-dks-sR4m4/s1600-h/ano2010_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428195859832168130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1TTX-yK3sI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4-dks-sR4m4/s320/ano2010_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://elainegasparetto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://elainegasparetto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fui indicada pela grande amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Viviane Patrice&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;para participar da promoção "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um Pouco de Mim no Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt; "...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;idealizado por "&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Elaine Gasparetto"&lt;/span&gt; (link acima).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Funciona assim&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Serão três ganhadores de livros: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dois&lt;/span&gt; por sorteio e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt; escolhido pela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Elaine Gaspareto".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;As Regras são as seguintes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a)Postar o selo da promoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;b)Responder: "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Em 2010 eu quero&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eis aqui as minhas respostas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1º&lt;/span&gt;-Retomar às minhas caminhadas (sair do sedentarismo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2º&lt;/span&gt;-Cuidar mais da minha saúde física e espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3º&lt;/span&gt;-Procurar manter a calma, evitando o estresse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Cada amiga escolhida, deverá indicar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;pessoas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para darem seguimento à brincadeira. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Informá-las que devem deixar um comentário &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no Post da promoção (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;), confirmando a participação.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Escolher qual o livro que gostariam de ganhar&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;constam no Post da Promoção&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Minhas Amigas Indicadas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://espacodaeducacaofisicaescolar.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://espacodaeducacaofisicaescolar.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Joelma Couto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://amigasdaedu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://amigasdaedu.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Roberta Guimarães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://roberta-guimaraes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://roberta-guimaraes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Recapitulando!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você leva o selo, posta em seu blog, completa a frase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que está no selo e convida mais três pessoas para participar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não esqueça de dizer a cada uma para avisar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que está participando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meu Carinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704784999436690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s320/novaassinatura.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-7492216238799343773?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/7492216238799343773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/promocao-um-pouco-de-mim-em-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7492216238799343773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7492216238799343773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/promocao-um-pouco-de-mim-em-2010.html' title='Promoção &quot;Um Pouco de Mim&quot; em 2010!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S1TTX-yK3sI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4-dks-sR4m4/s72-c/ano2010_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-309137962364277401</id><published>2010-01-14T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:44:06.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Começar o dia'/><title type='text'>Começar o Dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S0-P1oRSzDI/AAAAAAAAArA/XWQ1dQbgdbA/s1600-h/anjo-51.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714227510529074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S0-P1oRSzDI/AAAAAAAAArA/XWQ1dQbgdbA/s320/anjo-51.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Não interessa se você começa o dia com o pé direito&lt;br /&gt;ou esquerdo,&lt;br /&gt;o que importa é que; após os pés no chão&lt;br /&gt;você caminhe confiante, pois o mundo será bem melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Seria uma alegria para todos,&lt;br /&gt;se os seus passos fossem para frente,&lt;br /&gt;se os obstáculos fossem removidos e não saltados,&lt;br /&gt;se suas marcas, seus atos fossem endereçados&lt;br /&gt;para a Paz.&lt;br /&gt;Não interessa se seus pés são grandes e fortes,&lt;br /&gt;mas, se eles suportam todos os problemas no dia.&lt;br /&gt;Na realidade ... não interessa seus pés!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O importante é você ser o que é...&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo a verdade!&lt;br /&gt;O principal é viver cada dia com o coração aberto&lt;br /&gt;para dar e receber!&lt;br /&gt;Fazer do seu coração uma porta sempre aberta...&lt;br /&gt;Se você fizer tudo sempre com vontade e amor,&lt;br /&gt;a sua consciência estará sempre tranquila.&lt;br /&gt;Se você ainda não souber sorrir e chorar,&lt;br /&gt;cair e levantar,&lt;br /&gt;é porque ainda é capaz de amar.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não é robô,&lt;br /&gt;indiferente aos irmãos...&lt;br /&gt;Você tem possibilidades de viver este dia,&lt;br /&gt;com&lt;br /&gt;Esperança e Amor.&lt;br /&gt;(Paulo Madruga) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s1600-h/novaassinatura.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704784999436690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Szo2SCYm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAqo/W2kc0TiSQ9o/s320/novaassinatura.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-309137962364277401?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/309137962364277401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/comecar-o-dia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/309137962364277401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/309137962364277401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2010/01/comecar-o-dia.html' title='Começar o Dia!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/S0-P1oRSzDI/AAAAAAAAArA/XWQ1dQbgdbA/s72-c/anjo-51.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-3653280285318906898</id><published>2009-12-30T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:25:44.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feliz Ano Novo'/><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzvRhfd6KTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0JpeSpD-9yk/s1600-h/ano-novo-009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421156949783357746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzvRhfd6KTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0JpeSpD-9yk/s320/ano-novo-009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;De repente, num instante fugaz,&lt;br /&gt;os fogos de artifício anunciam&lt;br /&gt;que o ano novo está presente e o ano velho ficou para trás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente,&lt;br /&gt;num instante fugaz,&lt;br /&gt;as taças de champagne se cruzam&lt;br /&gt;e o vinho borbulhante&lt;br /&gt;anuncia que o ano velho se foi e ano novo chegou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente, os olhos se cruzam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;as mãos se entrelaçam e os seres humanos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;num abraço caloroso, num só pensamento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exprimem um só desejo e uma só aspiração:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAZ&lt;/span&gt; E&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;De repente, não importa a nação, não importa a língua, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;não importa a cor, não importa a origem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;porque todos são humanos e descendentes de um só Pai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os homens lembram-se apenas de um só verbo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMAR&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;De repente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sem mágoa, sem rancor, sem ódio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;os homens cantam uma só canção, um só hino, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;o hino da liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;os homens esquecem o passado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;lembram-se do futuro venturoso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;de como é bom viver. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feliz Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;(Desconheço a autoria)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzljR_bWzAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GdiAKPMuiPs/s1600-h/091296963743.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420472787252202498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzljR_bWzAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GdiAKPMuiPs/s320/091296963743.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-3653280285318906898?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/3653280285318906898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3653280285318906898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/3653280285318906898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzvRhfd6KTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0JpeSpD-9yk/s72-c/ano-novo-009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-6894280810259564730</id><published>2009-12-22T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:27:50.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedido de Natal'/><title type='text'>Pedido de Natal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418249055163125026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzF8zv2YDSI/AAAAAAAAAno/SsW4FmuafIY/s320/16gifnatalmagiagifs.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neste &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Natal&lt;/span&gt;, eu desejo...&lt;br /&gt;Que a Paz e a Harmonia,&lt;br /&gt;encontrem moradia em todos os corações.&lt;br /&gt;Que a Esperança,&lt;br /&gt;seja um sentimento constante&lt;br /&gt;em cada ser que habita&lt;br /&gt;este planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que o Amor e a Amizade,&lt;br /&gt;prevaleçam acima de todas&lt;br /&gt;as coisas materiais.&lt;br /&gt;Que as tristezas ou mágoas,&lt;br /&gt;sejam banidas dos corações,&lt;br /&gt;dando lugar apenas ao Carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Que a “Dor do Amor”,&lt;br /&gt;encontre o remédio&lt;br /&gt;em outro Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a “Dor Física”,&lt;br /&gt;seja amenizada,&lt;br /&gt;e que Deus esteja ao lado de todo,&lt;br /&gt;dando muita força,&lt;br /&gt;fé e resignação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a solidão seja extinta,&lt;br /&gt;e no seu lugar se instale&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade verdadeira e o Companheirismo.&lt;br /&gt;Que as pessoas procurem olhar mais&lt;br /&gt;a sua volta,&lt;br /&gt;e não tanto para si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a humildade e o respeito,&lt;br /&gt;residam na alma e&lt;br /&gt;no coração de todos.&lt;br /&gt;Que saibamos amar e respeitar&lt;br /&gt;o próximo como a nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo também que&lt;br /&gt;meu pedido se realize,&lt;br /&gt;não só neste Natal,&lt;br /&gt;mas em todos os dias&lt;br /&gt;de nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a você ...&lt;br /&gt;Um Feliz Natal e&lt;br /&gt;um Ano Novo cheio&lt;br /&gt;de Realizações!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dp-donnaprincesa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fotocache02.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore01/fotos//3a/a3/65/2771951_FTHWG.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-6894280810259564730?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/6894280810259564730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/pedido-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6894280810259564730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/6894280810259564730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/pedido-de-natal.html' title='Pedido de Natal!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SzF8zv2YDSI/AAAAAAAAAno/SsW4FmuafIY/s72-c/16gifnatalmagiagifs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7924507880038422229</id><published>2009-12-18T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:04:30.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem para você'/><title type='text'>Mensagem Para Você!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achei esta mensagem maravilhosa!&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço a você que me visita! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Natal&lt;/span&gt;, e em todos os dias do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glimboo.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 493px; HEIGHT: 600px" border="0" alt="Mensagens" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc166/recado/glimboo/mensagens/0094.jpg" width="551" height="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Que o "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Natal de Jesus Cristo&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seja constante em sua vida, trazendo-lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;muita &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;saúde&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;paz&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;prosperidade&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Com Carinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://literaturamariamarlene.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 40px" border="0" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/vzztrl.jpg" width="246" height="69" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-7924507880038422229?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/7924507880038422229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/mensagem-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7924507880038422229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7924507880038422229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/mensagem-para-voce.html' title='Mensagem Para Você!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/vzztrl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5112405846328514155</id><published>2009-12-13T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:01:41.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oração de Natal'/><title type='text'>Oração de Natal!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyV_ph4EKfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YmCU0Fwbxwk/s1600-h/barrasnatalmagia66.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414874478427777522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyV_ph4EKfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YmCU0Fwbxwk/s320/barrasnatalmagia66.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Aos que me visitam, dedico esta “&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oração de Natal&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo sincero é que estes pedidos&lt;br /&gt;realmente se realizem na vida de vocês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neste Natal, Senhor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;não quero Te buscar no espaço distante,&lt;br /&gt;além do céu azul.&lt;br /&gt;Quero parar na Tua Presença,&lt;br /&gt;aqui e agora, como pedinte,&lt;br /&gt;solicitando de meu Senhor um presente&lt;br /&gt;para mim e para todas as famílias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neste Natal, Senhor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;transforma:&lt;br /&gt;nossas angústias em alegria,&lt;br /&gt;nossas solidões em plenitude,&lt;br /&gt;nossas perdas em esperança,&lt;br /&gt;nossas dependências em maturidade,&lt;br /&gt;nossas ansiedades em quietude,&lt;br /&gt;nossos medos em coragem,&lt;br /&gt;nossas rejeições em bênçãos,&lt;br /&gt;nossas fugas em retornos,&lt;br /&gt;nossos ressentimentos em perdão,&lt;br /&gt;nossas dúvidas em certezas,&lt;br /&gt;nossos sonhos em projetos,&lt;br /&gt;nossas mortes em ressurreição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neste Natal, Senhor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;vamos sentar todos juntos à mesa,&lt;br /&gt;e brindar, com fé, essa cumplicidade.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5112405846328514155?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5112405846328514155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/oracao-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5112405846328514155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5112405846328514155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/oracao-de-natal.html' title='Oração de Natal!!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyV_ph4EKfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YmCU0Fwbxwk/s72-c/barrasnatalmagia66.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-5726099575278630472</id><published>2009-12-10T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:16:15.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acalme meus passos Senhor'/><title type='text'>Acalme Meus Passos, Senhor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyG8L6-4ebI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zjWXj9nkHeo/s1600-h/acalma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413815140073634226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyG8L6-4ebI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zjWXj9nkHeo/s320/acalma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acalme meus passos, Senhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desacelere as batidas do meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;acalmando a minha mente!&lt;br /&gt;Diminua meu ritmo apressado&lt;br /&gt;com uma visão da eternidade&lt;br /&gt;do tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em meio às confusões do dia-a-dia,&lt;br /&gt;dê-me a tranquilidade das montanhas!&lt;br /&gt;Retire a tensão dos meus músculos&lt;br /&gt;e nervos, com a música tranquila&lt;br /&gt;dos rios de águas constantes,&lt;br /&gt;que vive em minhas lembranças!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a conhecer&lt;br /&gt;o poder mágico e reparador do sono!&lt;br /&gt;Ensina-me a arte de tirar&lt;br /&gt;pequenas férias: reduzir o meu ritmo&lt;br /&gt;para contemplar uma flor,&lt;br /&gt;papear com um amigo,&lt;br /&gt;afagar uma criança,&lt;br /&gt;ler um poema, ouvir uma música&lt;br /&gt;preferida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acalme meus passos, Senhor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu possa perceber&lt;br /&gt;no meio do incessante&lt;br /&gt;labor cotidiano, dos ruídos,&lt;br /&gt;lutas, alegrias, cansaços&lt;br /&gt;ou desalentos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a tua presença constante&lt;br /&gt;no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acalme meus passos, Senhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E inspire-me&lt;br /&gt;a enterrar minhas raízes, no&lt;br /&gt;solo dos valores duradouros da vida,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu possa crescer&lt;br /&gt;até as estrelas do meu destino&lt;br /&gt;Maior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Obrigado Senhor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Pelo dia de hoje, pela família&lt;br /&gt;que me deste, meu trabalho&lt;br /&gt;e sobretudo pala tua presença&lt;br /&gt;em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Em nome de Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Amém!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Momentos de Jesus&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-5726099575278630472?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/5726099575278630472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/acalme-meus-passos-senhor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5726099575278630472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/5726099575278630472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/acalme-meus-passos-senhor.html' title='Acalme Meus Passos, Senhor!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SyG8L6-4ebI/AAAAAAAAAhc/zjWXj9nkHeo/s72-c/acalma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8046429591207968023</id><published>2009-12-07T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:03:59.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Olhe!! ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Sx1VixoiDEI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i2DvMW0l0qI/s1600-h/olhe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412576383096458306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Sx1VixoiDEI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i2DvMW0l0qI/s320/olhe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para trás!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Veja os obstáculos que você já superou.&lt;br /&gt;Veja o quanto você já aprendeu e o quanto você cresceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para frente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Não fique parado, levante-se quando tropeçar e cair.&lt;br /&gt;Estabeleça metas, tenha planos e prossiga com firmeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para dentro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheça seu coração e analise seus projetos.&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha puros seus sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe que o orgulho, a vaidade e a inveja,&lt;br /&gt;dominem seus pensamentos e seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para o lado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Socorra quem precisa de você.&lt;br /&gt;Ame o próximo e seja sensível&lt;br /&gt;para as necessidades daqueles que o cercam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para baixo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Não pise em ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Perceba as pequenas coisas e aprenda a valorizá-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para cima!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um Deus maior do que você, que o ama muito,&lt;br /&gt;e tem todas as coisas sob controle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Olhe para Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perceba a profundidade,&lt;br /&gt;a riqueza e o poder da bondade divina.&lt;br /&gt;Sinta esse Deus que olha por você &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em todos os dias de sua vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ELE o ama!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Deconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8046429591207968023?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8046429591207968023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/olhe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8046429591207968023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8046429591207968023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/olhe.html' title='Olhe!! ...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/Sx1VixoiDEI/AAAAAAAAAgs/i2DvMW0l0qI/s72-c/olhe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8721160741378511998</id><published>2009-12-05T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:04:54.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vale a Pena Ler'/><title type='text'>Portas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxsTwzml3II/AAAAAAAAAek/LgCYnlrCc50/s1600-h/florr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411941106422504578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxsTwzml3II/AAAAAAAAAek/LgCYnlrCc50/s320/florr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ousar, inovar, buscar a ação,&lt;br /&gt;é ir em busca de novas realizações,&lt;br /&gt;com comprometimento,&lt;br /&gt;participação, e acima de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;amor pelo que se faz&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você abre uma porta, você pode, ou não, entrar em uma nova sala. Você pode entrar e ficar observando a vida; mas se você vence a dúvida, o medo e entra, dá um grande passo.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta sala, vive-se, mas também tem um preço...São inúmeras outras portas que você descobre, às vezes quebra-se a cara, às vezes curte-se mil e uma. O grande segredo é saber quando e qual a porta que deve ser aberta.&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é rigorosa, ela propicia erros e acertos.&lt;br /&gt;A vida enriquece para quem se arrisca a abrir novas portas.&lt;br /&gt;Ela privilegia quem descobre seus segredos e generosamente oferece afortunadas portas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida também pode ser dura e severa, se você não ultrapassar a porta, terá sempre a mesma porta pela frente; é a repetição perante a criação.&lt;br /&gt;É a monotonia monocromática perante a multiplicidade das cores.&lt;br /&gt;É a “Estagnação da Vida”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Içami Tiba)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Para a vida, as portas&lt;br /&gt;não são obstáculos,&lt;br /&gt;mas diferentes passagens&lt;/span&gt;” ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8721160741378511998?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8721160741378511998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/portas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8721160741378511998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8721160741378511998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/portas.html' title='Portas ...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxsTwzml3II/AAAAAAAAAek/LgCYnlrCc50/s72-c/florr.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-1774803548664802103</id><published>2009-12-02T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:06:20.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tudo depende de ti'/><title type='text'>Tudo depende de ti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxcOyte3KkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/cWGoFgrp1Nw/s1600-h/flores5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410809741674228290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxcOyte3KkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/cWGoFgrp1Nw/s320/flores5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“A grande arte da vida&lt;br /&gt;É fazer da tua vida uma obra de arte”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não escrevas livros, és o escritor da tua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não sejas Miguel Ângelo, podes fazer da tua vida uma obra-prima.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não entendas de cinema, de câmeras, tua existência pode transformar-se num filme primoroso, com Deus de co-diretor.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que nunca alinhastes um verso, um soneto, uma quadrinha, tua vida vida pode ser um poema.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que cantes desafinado, tua existência pode ser uma linda canção que Roberto Carlos assinaria.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não entendas de músicas, tua vida pode ser uma sinfonia magnífica, de fazer inveja a Beetthoven.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não tenhas estudado em escola de Comunicação, tua vida pode transformar-se numa reportagem modelo.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não tenhas grande cultura, podes cultivar a sabedoria da Caridade.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que teu trabalho seja humilde, anônimo, podes converter teu dia-a-dia em oração.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que tenhas quarenta, sessenta ou oitenta anos, podes ser jovem de espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que as rugas já marquem teu rosto, mais vale tua beleza interior.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que teus pés sangrem nos tropeços e pedras da caminhada, teu rosto pode sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que tuas mãos guardem as cicatrizes dos problemas e das incompreensões, teus lábios podem agradecer.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que as lágrimas amargas escavem teu rosto, tens um coração para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não sejas santo, nem anjo, no céu há um lugar reservado para ti.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, tudo ... depende de ti!&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Roque Schineider&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-1774803548664802103?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/1774803548664802103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/tudo-depende-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1774803548664802103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/1774803548664802103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/tudo-depende-de-ti.html' title='Tudo depende de ti!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxcOyte3KkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/cWGoFgrp1Nw/s72-c/flores5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-8571737199853567966</id><published>2009-12-01T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:07:51.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Momento Mágico!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXKQBwl_sI/AAAAAAAAAcw/arpk5tEbrng/s1600/beija10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410452904054488770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXKQBwl_sI/AAAAAAAAAcw/arpk5tEbrng/s320/beija10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;È preciso correr riscos. Só entendemos direito o milagre da vida, quando deixamos que o inesperado aconteça. Todos os dias &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Deus&lt;/span&gt; nos dá – junto com o sol - um momento em que é possível mudar tudo que nos deixa infelizes. Todos os dias procuramos fingir que não percebemos este momento, que ele não existe, que hoje é igual a ontem e será igual a amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem presta atenção ao seu dia, descobre o instante mágico. Ele pode estar escondido na hora em que enfiamos a chave na porta pela manhã, no instante de silêncio logo após o jantar, nas mil e uma coisas que nos parecem iguais. Este momento existe _ um momento em que toda a força das estrelas passa por nós, e nos permite fazer milagres.&lt;br /&gt;A “&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Felicidade&lt;/span&gt;” às vezes, é uma bênção – mas geralmente é uma conquista. O instante mágico do dia nos ajuda a mudar, nos faz ir em busca de nossos sonhos. Vamos sofrer, vamos ter momentos difíceis, vamos enfrentar muitas desilusões- mas tudo é passageiro e não deixa marcas. E, no futuro, podemos olhar para trás com orgulho e fé!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-8571737199853567966?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/8571737199853567966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/momento-magico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8571737199853567966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/8571737199853567966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/momento-magico.html' title='Momento Mágico!'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXKQBwl_sI/AAAAAAAAAcw/arpk5tEbrng/s72-c/beija10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-9135525641229981162</id><published>2009-12-01T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:03:14.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema do Amigo Aprendiz'/><title type='text'>Poema do Amigo Aprendiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXFzaovC3I/AAAAAAAAAco/OXnoE6z9EFo/s1600/24-740932.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410448014469696370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXFzaovC3I/AAAAAAAAAco/OXnoE6z9EFo/s320/24-740932.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero ser teu amigo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem de mais nem de menos,&lt;br /&gt;Nem tão longe e nem tão perto,&lt;br /&gt;Na medida mais precisa que eu puder,&lt;br /&gt;Mas amar-te sem medida,&lt;br /&gt;E ficar na tua vida&lt;br /&gt;Da maneira mais discreta que eu souber,&lt;br /&gt;Sem tirar-te a liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;Sem jamais te sufocar,&lt;br /&gt;Sem forçar tua vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Sem falar, quando for hora de calar,&lt;br /&gt;E sem calar, quando for hora de falar.&lt;br /&gt;Nem ausente, nem presente por demais,&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente, calmamente, sem ter paz ...&lt;br /&gt;É bonito ser amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, confesso, é tão difícil aprender!&lt;br /&gt;E por isso...&lt;br /&gt;Eu te suplico&lt;br /&gt;Paciência!&lt;br /&gt;Vou encher este teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;De lembranças!&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me tempo&lt;br /&gt;De acertar nossas distâncias!&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser o teu amigo,&lt;br /&gt;Sem tirar-te a liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;Sem jamais te sufocar,&lt;br /&gt;Sem forçar tua vontade. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Desconheço a autoria&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-9135525641229981162?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/9135525641229981162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/poema-do-amigo-aprendiz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9135525641229981162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/9135525641229981162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/12/poema-do-amigo-aprendiz.html' title='Poema do Amigo Aprendiz'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXFzaovC3I/AAAAAAAAAco/OXnoE6z9EFo/s72-c/24-740932.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-7724036973667613862</id><published>2009-11-29T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:22:27.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus falando'/><title type='text'>Deus Falando ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXO3j2JKdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/t5V4lD8dFDM/s1600/falando2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410457981265979858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXO3j2JKdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/t5V4lD8dFDM/s320/falando2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;O homem sussurrou: “Deus, fale comigo”!&lt;br /&gt;... e um passarinho cantou.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem não ouviu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, o homem gritou: “Deus, fale comigo”!&lt;br /&gt;... e os trovões e raios apareceram no céu.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem não notou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem olhou em volta e disse:&lt;br /&gt;“Deus, deixe-me ver o Senhor” ...&lt;br /&gt;... e uma estrela brilhante apareceu.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem não percebeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem gritou:&lt;br /&gt;“Deus, mostre-me um milagre” ...&lt;br /&gt;... e uma vida nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem não percebeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, o homem clamou em desespero:&lt;br /&gt;“Toque-me, Deus, e deixe-me saber&lt;br /&gt;que o Senhor está aqui” ...&lt;br /&gt;Ao que Deus o tocou suavemente.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem espantou a borboleta&lt;br /&gt;que pousara no seu ombro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é um grande ensinamento de que&lt;br /&gt;Deus está sempre à nossa volta,&lt;br /&gt;nas coisas que nem imaginamos:&lt;br /&gt;Nas pequenas e simples, como nas grandes&lt;br /&gt;também .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perca as bênçãos, simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;porque elas não estão “embrulhadas”&lt;br /&gt;da maneira como você esperava.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Desconheço o autor&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-7724036973667613862?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/7724036973667613862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/11/deus-falando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7724036973667613862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/7724036973667613862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/11/deus-falando.html' title='Deus Falando ...'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxXO3j2JKdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/t5V4lD8dFDM/s72-c/falando2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986964450914891752.post-4787832982771502197</id><published>2009-11-29T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T08:04:54.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Texto Reflexivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxTv1PW7R1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/VNWmWEBbHpw/s1600/quadro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410212750313604946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxTv1PW7R1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/VNWmWEBbHpw/s320/quadro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Disposição&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;É tempo&lt;br /&gt;de começar um trabalho novo&lt;br /&gt;(ou, quem sabe,&lt;br /&gt;de trilhar novamente&lt;br /&gt;caminhos já conhecidos ...)&lt;br /&gt;com a certeza de quem está buscando&lt;br /&gt;o melhor para si&lt;br /&gt;e para os outros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de recolher exemplos,&lt;br /&gt;de colecionar, pacientemente,&lt;br /&gt;modelos construtivos de valores humanos...&lt;br /&gt;de provar diferentes experiências&lt;br /&gt;com o fim de escolher&lt;br /&gt;o que for mais importante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de “fazer”,&lt;br /&gt;de “ser”,&lt;br /&gt;de “crescer” na direção do ideal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de identificar&lt;br /&gt;__ e identificar-se __&lt;br /&gt;de descobrir nos outros&lt;br /&gt;__ e dentro de si __&lt;br /&gt;a razão maior dessa caminhada&lt;br /&gt;com decisivos passos&lt;br /&gt;para o exercício pleno&lt;br /&gt;da bela tarefa de educar gerações!&lt;br /&gt;Comecemos, pois!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Maria José Lins e Silva&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986964450914891752-4787832982771502197?l=umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/feeds/4787832982771502197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/11/disposicao.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4787832982771502197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986964450914891752/posts/default/4787832982771502197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umcantinhodemensagens.blogspot.com/2009/11/disposicao.html' title='Texto Reflexivo'/><author><name>Maria Marlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04915749957622400743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edKVPRm-iXw/TYOSNSQCyEI/AAAAAAAABlE/3UbU1P09OOA/s220/bobieu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BFp4rHFdGw/SxTv1PW7R1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/VNWmWEBbHpw/s72-c/quadro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
