<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 14:01:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>A semaninha</title><description></description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-8114619843526190319</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T05:52:08.224-08:00</atom:updated><title>Teu querer...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SxEqn5_kqfI/AAAAAAAAB70/EdWLuLLEs8E/s1600/beautiful-beach-2407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SxEqn5_kqfI/AAAAAAAAB70/EdWLuLLEs8E/s320/beautiful-beach-2407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409151492519406066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Teu querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;     Nada em ti pode ser modificado&lt;br /&gt;sem o teu consentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Nada em ti pode gerar movimento,&lt;br /&gt;nada em ti pode parar, ser mudado ou vivido profundamente sem a decisão do teu querer...&lt;br /&gt;Quando a necessidade de estar consciente de ti mesmo é real, um milagre te é dado&lt;br /&gt;e este milagre é a compreensão&lt;br /&gt;que passas a ter de cada coisa,&lt;br /&gt;é o perdão que dás amorosamente,&lt;br /&gt;é  a clareza, é o conhecimento...&lt;br /&gt;E é através deste instante que resgatas&lt;br /&gt;a tua paz de espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Toda decisão em prol do teu despertar&lt;br /&gt;traz consigo ferramentas precisas para&lt;br /&gt;que tenhas êxito em tua jornada.&lt;br /&gt;A partir do momento em que te decides&lt;br /&gt;por ti mesmo, já não és mais tu quem estabelece a ordem, e sim o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;e este conhece o caminho para que&lt;br /&gt;estejas na presença sã do amor.&lt;br /&gt;Agora já não importam os questionamentos,&lt;br /&gt;os pensamentos, os medos, o que buscar... Tudo em ti se faz abençoado,&lt;br /&gt;quieto mas em movimento,&lt;br /&gt;e eternamente protegido pela vontade&lt;br /&gt;Daquele que te chama por Filho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com amor e carinho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fernanda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;fonte: www.paz.com.br&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-8114619843526190319?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/11/teu-querer.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SxEqn5_kqfI/AAAAAAAAB70/EdWLuLLEs8E/s72-c/beautiful-beach-2407.jpg' height='72' 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roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;h3&gt;O amor sabe de ti&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/i&gt;O Amor  sabe de ti&lt;br /&gt;muito além do que possas imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;Ele te guarda  precioso e intocável,&lt;br /&gt;além do tempo, além das tuas criações,&lt;br /&gt;além do teu sofrimento e da tua memória.&lt;br /&gt;Sente que és Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceste da Sua semente, da Sua vontade e da Sua bênção,&lt;br /&gt;para que crescesses e vivesses com Ele.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais poderás estar separado Dele,&lt;br /&gt;porque Ele é a tua essência.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor olha por ti, e por vezes não O vês e nem O sentes.&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de ti, fala por ti, e por vezes não O percebes em ti.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, o Amor não te abandona,&lt;br /&gt;sabe que um dia virás a Ele,&lt;br /&gt;porque este é o teu destino.&lt;br /&gt;Então fica,  paciente, a esperar pelo teu chamado.&lt;br /&gt;E quando O chamares, saberás que Ele está em ti.&lt;br /&gt;E quando O sentires em teu ser, serás restaurado em Sua luz.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, doarás teu amor aos teus irmãos,&lt;br /&gt;para que estes,  concebam-no e,&lt;br /&gt;rapidamente, possam, como tu,&lt;br /&gt;restaurarem a si próprios dentro da única realidade&lt;br /&gt;que Deus deixou para cada um dos Seus Filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Sentes medo porque estás por demais acostumado a sofrer,&lt;br /&gt;consequentemente, pensas que és assim.&lt;br /&gt;E te digo que não pode ser este o teu destino,&lt;br /&gt;porque és o meu igual, o meu amado irmão.&lt;br /&gt;O que a mim é dado, a ti é dado também.&lt;br /&gt;Olha para ti,&lt;br /&gt;não há nada que possa ser comparado&lt;br /&gt;a tua beleza, a tua soberania,&lt;br /&gt;porque és filho do Amor e assim o Amor te desejou.&lt;br /&gt;És pura beleza caminhando nesta terra.&lt;br /&gt;Encontra a ti mesmo e o Amor te guiará,&lt;br /&gt;elevando-te às alturas do teu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Um ser iluminado por sua própria natureza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a paz e a graça do Senhor Jesus estejam contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo em Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;Carinho&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fonte: www. paz.com.br&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-4388017311738410531?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-amor-sabe-de-ti.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SxADThebkXI/AAAAAAAAB7c/afPQo3xEifc/s72-c/bora-bora-9391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuTH8wCThnI/AAAAAAAAB7E/y0-6x2eXEag/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396658099997345394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuTDOI794CI/AAAAAAAAB68/8gMrjif9W2I/s1600-h/gr%C3%A3o+de+mostarda+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuTDOI794CI/AAAAAAAAB68/8gMrjif9W2I/s320/gr%C3%A3o+de+mostarda+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396652901181284386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;O grão de mostarda e o fermento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;MATEUS [13]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;31 Propôs-lhes outra parábola, dizendo: O reino dos céus é semelhante a um grão de mostarda que um homem tomou, e semeou no seu campo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;32 o qual é realmente a menor de todas as sementes; mas, depois de ter crescido, é a maior das hortaliças, e faz-se árvore, de sorte que vêm as aves do céu, e se aninham nos seus ramos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;33 Outra parábola lhes disse: O reino dos céus é semelhante ao fermento que uma mulher tomou e misturou com três medidas de farinha, até ficar tudo levedado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;34 Todas estas coisas falou Jesus às multidões por parábolas, e sem parábolas nada lhes falava;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;35 para que se cumprisse o que foi dito pelo profeta: Abrirei em parábolas a minha boca; publicarei coisas ocultas desde a fundação do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;36 Então Jesus, deixando as multidões, entrou em casa. E chegaram-se a ele os seus discípulos, dizendo: Explica-nos a parábola do joio do campo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;37 E ele, respondendo, disse: O que semeia a boa semente é o Filho do homem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;38 o campo é o mundo; a boa semente são os filhos do reino; o joio são os filhos do maligno;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;39 o inimigo que o semeou é o Diabo; a ceifa é o fim do mundo, e os celeiros são os anjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;40 Pois assim como o joio é colhido e queimado no fogo, assim será no fim do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;41 Mandará o Filho do homem os seus anjos, e eles ajuntarão do seu reino todos os que servem de tropeço, e os que praticam a iniquidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;42 e lançá-los-ão na fornalha de fogo; ali haverá choro e ranger de dentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;43 Então os justos resplandecerão como o sol, no reino de seu Pai. Quem tem ouvidos, ouça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Fonte: Biblia Eletrônica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-9007461493289870227?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-grao-de-mostarda-e-o-fermento-mateus.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuTH8wCThnI/AAAAAAAAB7E/y0-6x2eXEag/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-4265634338078774381</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T15:00:59.140-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sonhar</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuDVj8bEwtI/AAAAAAAAB6s/6nZwv3jXkO8/s1600-h/cachoeira-3046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuDVj8bEwtI/AAAAAAAAB6s/6nZwv3jXkO8/s320/cachoeira-3046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395547167081677522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;    &lt;!-- banner2 250x250 --&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--//&lt;![CDATA[    var m3_u = (location.protocol=='https:'?'https://ads.todoti.com.br/delivery/ajs.php':'http://ads.todoti.com.br/delivery/ajs.php');    var m3_r = Math.floor(Math.random()*99999999999);    if (!document.MAX_used) document.MAX_used = ',';    document.write ("&lt;scr"+"ipt type="'text/javascript'" src="'" zoneid="20" cb="'" exclude=" + document.MAX_used);    document.write (document.charset ? 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Na verdade, somos bem parecidos com Deus quando sonhamos. O Mestre se entusiasma com novidades. Ele se encanta em derrubar o antigo. Ele escreveu o livro tornando o impossível possível. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Exemplos? Cheque o Livro. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pastores de oitenta anos não costumam enfrentar Faraós... mas não conte isso a Moisés. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pastores adolescentes geralmente não lutam com gigantes... mas não conte isso a Davi. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pastores que trabalham à noite não costumam ouvir anjos cantarem nem ver Deus em um estábulo... mas não conte isso ao grupo de Belém. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E certamente não conte isso a Deus. Ele fez uma eternidade ao possibilitar o vôo de seres presos à terra. E ele fica bravo quando as asas das pessoas são aparadas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fonte: www.irmãos.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-4265634338078774381?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/10/sonhar.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SuDVj8bEwtI/AAAAAAAAB6s/6nZwv3jXkO8/s72-c/cachoeira-3046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-3144951875151028745</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T15:08:41.833-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ele andou entre nós</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/StjuU4jaoKI/AAAAAAAAB54/HKN-3ymvL4w/s1600-h/sancho2ni5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/StjuU4jaoKI/AAAAAAAAB54/HKN-3ymvL4w/s320/sancho2ni5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393322596321894562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--//&lt;![CDATA[    var m3_u = (location.protocol=='https:'?'https://ads.todoti.com.br/delivery/ajs.php':'http://ads.todoti.com.br/delivery/ajs.php');    var m3_r = Math.floor(Math.random()*99999999999);    if (!document.MAX_used) document.MAX_used = ',';    document.write ("&lt;scr"+"ipt type="'text/javascript'" src="'" zoneid="20" cb="'" exclude=" + document.MAX_used);    document.write (document.charset ? 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A língua que ressuscitou os mortos foi uma língua humana. A mão que tocou o leproso tinha sujeira embaixo de suas unhas. Os pés sobre os quais a mulher chorou estavam calejados e empoeirados. E suas lágrimas... ah, não deixe escapar as lágrimas... elas vieram de um coração tão ferido quanto o seu ou o meu já tenha sido.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Porque não temos um sumo sacerdote que não possa compadecer-se das nossas fraquezas”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Então, as pessoas iam até ele. Caramba, como elas iam até ele! Elas iam à noite; elas o tocavam quando ele andava pela rua; elas o seguiam pelo mar; elas o convidavam para entrar suas casas e colocavam seus filhos aos seus pés. Por quê? Porque ele se recusou a ser uma estátua em uma catedral ou um sacerdote em um púlpito elevado. Em vez disso ele escolheu ser Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por Max Lucado...http://irmaos.com/artigos/?id=2681?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-3144951875151028745?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/10/ele-andou-entre-nos.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/StjuU4jaoKI/AAAAAAAAB54/HKN-3ymvL4w/s72-c/sancho2ni5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-4354534936922279664</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-20T16:45:57.569-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ele cuida de mim.. e de ti</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SmUBMvzg4qI/AAAAAAAABxk/LrzAZLsfd7g/s1600-h/borbol1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SmUBMvzg4qI/AAAAAAAABxk/LrzAZLsfd7g/s320/borbol1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360692249957032610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;Ele cuida de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Não temais, pois!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Bem mais valeis vós do que muitos pardais.(Mateus  10:31)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Se circunstâncias ameaçadoras nos pressionarem para  perder a esperança lembre-se que estamos sob os cuidados atentos de  Deus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Quando você coloca suas preocupações nas mãos de Deus,  Ele coloca paz em seu coração.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Amém.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Carinho e amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Fernanda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Repassando...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Amor se aprende&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;O casamento foi feito por Deus para preencher nossa profunda necessidade de intimidade e amor. Vez após vez, ouço as palavras: “Nosso amor terminou. O relacionamento morreu. Sentíamo-nos próximos um do outro, mas agora isso não existe mais. Não apreciamos mais ficar juntos. Não nos completamos mais um ao outro.” A história desses casais é um testemunho de que seus tanques de amor estão vazios. Será que um casamento assim pode renascer? É claro! Porque o amor se aprende.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Com carinho e amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fernanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-8040429879150270214?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/07/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SlSmtwDvwII/AAAAAAAABt8/LcqUXyJXtag/s72-c/se039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-8245199725761467417</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T07:25:13.922-07:00</atom:updated><title>Vá primeiro para Deus...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SlNaSZIRzMI/AAAAAAAABtc/8HuRWNtRqzI/s1600-h/%21cid_042c01c89f1e%24da25e150%240301a8c0%40clientef3bbba91.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SlNaSZIRzMI/AAAAAAAABtc/8HuRWNtRqzI/s320/%21cid_042c01c89f1e%24da25e150%240301a8c0%40clientef3bbba91.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723653903404226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 2.25pt solid windowtext; border-right: 2.25pt solid windowtext; border-bottom: 2.25pt solid windowtext;"&gt; &lt;p style="border-top: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-bottom: medium none; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial Narrow';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DOSE DE ÂNIMO&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;VÁ PRIMEIRO PARA  DEUS&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Max  Lucado&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“E esta é a minha aliança com  eles quando eu remover os seus pecados". Romanos 11:27&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deus faz mais do que perdoar  nossos pecados; ele os remove! Nós simplesmente precisamos levá-los para ele.  &lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ele não quer apenas os erros que  já cometemos. Ele quer aqueles que estamos cometendo! Você está cometendo algum?  Você está bebendo demais? Você está trapaceando no trabalho ou traindo no  casamento? Você está administrando mal o dinheiro? Você está administrando mal  sua vida? &lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se estiver, não finja que nada  está errado. Não finja que você não cai. Não tente voltar para o jogo. Vá  primeiro para Deus. O primeiro passo depois de um tropeço deve ser em direção à  cruz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Texto extraido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;www.maxlucado.com.br&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-8245199725761467417?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/07/va-primeiro-para-deus.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SlNaSZIRzMI/AAAAAAAABtc/8HuRWNtRqzI/s72-c/%21cid_042c01c89f1e%24da25e150%240301a8c0%40clientef3bbba91.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-3591682116767006407</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 17:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T10:11:52.541-07:00</atom:updated><title>Expressando o amor...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/Sk47juU1g2I/AAAAAAAABsc/qmInFcemtbc/s1600-h/2308082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/Sk47juU1g2I/AAAAAAAABsc/qmInFcemtbc/s320/2308082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282491906982754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Expressando  Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Ame cada um o seu próximo como a si mesmo. (Levítico  19:18)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Se você quer ser uma pessoa amorosa, não comece com as  necessidades do mundo. Como não podemos fazer tudo, muitas vezes não fazemos  nada. Comece a preocupar-se com uma pessoa e continue a partir  daí.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Você não vai poder fazer tudo. Mas poderá fazer alguma  coisa. O que você pode, você deve fazer. Hoje mesmo, decida-se a fazê-lo, no  poder e com a graça de Deus. (HWR).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Com carinho e amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Fernanda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-3591682116767006407?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/07/expressando-o-amor.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/Sk47juU1g2I/AAAAAAAABsc/qmInFcemtbc/s72-c/2308082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361868992877448283.post-6449032310019493530</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 12:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T05:30:34.954-07:00</atom:updated><title>Procrastinando ...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SkYQrYzPl-I/AAAAAAAABrY/wNTDuIx7mig/s1600-h/49.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SkYQrYzPl-I/AAAAAAAABrY/wNTDuIx7mig/s320/49.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351983544754214882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A procrastinação também é problema dentro da igreja.&lt;br /&gt;O servir começa ao nos apresentarmos a Deus como “sacrifício vivo”.&lt;br /&gt;Ore e dedique-se novamente ao Senhor e sua obra.&lt;br /&gt;Depois olhe ao redor e veja o que os outros estão fazendo em sua igreja e pergunte se você pode juntar-se a eles. Se for preciso comece devagar e depois experimente vários ministérios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para uma igreja mais saudável, exercite teus dons espirituais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carinho e amor&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361868992877448283-6449032310019493530?l=asemaninha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asemaninha.blogspot.com/2009/06/procrastinando.html</link><author>raiodesol1200@yahoo.com.br (Fernanda Palmeira de Abreu)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_JFAqHLFQw/SkYQrYzPl-I/AAAAAAAABrY/wNTDuIx7mig/s72-c/49.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>