<?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-944968091911832907</id><updated>2012-01-28T23:47:07.341-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle Dias</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-3289906595002232855</id><published>2012-01-28T23:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:47:07.352-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font: normal normal bold 27px/32px tahoma, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;O fantástico professor Salman Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/colunas/gilbertodimenstein/882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml"&gt;http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/colunas/gilbertodimenstein/882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="articleBy" style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="facebook_recomend" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww1.folha.uol.com.br%2Fcolunas%2Fgilbertodimenstein%2F882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml&amp;amp;send=false&amp;amp;layout=button_count&amp;amp;width=450&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;action=recommend&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;font&amp;amp;height=21&amp;amp;locale=pt_BR" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 24px; line-height: 18px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 20px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: -webkit-auto; width: 140px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" hspace="0" id="googleplusone" name="googleplusone" scrolling="no" src="https://plusone.google.com/u/0/_/+1/fastbutton?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww1.folha.uol.com.br%2Fcolunas%2Fgilbertodimenstein%2F882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;count=true&amp;amp;db=1&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;jsh=r%3Bgc%2F23023094-78d85b58#id=I1_1313070714524&amp;amp;parent=http://www.folha.uol.com.br/&amp;amp;_methods=onPlusOne%2C_ready%2C_close%2C_open%2C_resizeMe" style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 24px; left: 0pt; line-height: 18px; position: static; text-align: -webkit-auto; top: 0pt; visibility: visible; width: 100px;" tabindex="-1" vspace="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Está ocorrendo neste momento um encontro, chamado TED, na Califórnia, reunindo algumas das cabeças mais inovadoras do mundo. Entre os expositores está o professor Salman Khan, ex-aluno de MIT e Harvard. Ele está ajudando a inovar o jeito como se dá aula. Tanto que ele ajuda nas lições de casa do filho de Bill Gates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;O que Khan fez é simples. De forma didática, simples, colocou os conteúdos no YouTube, tudo de graça (mais detalhes estão no&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.catracalivre.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;www.catracalivre.com.br&lt;/a&gt;). O projeto voluntário teve e tem muita aceitação. Por isso, Khan ganhou U$ 10 milhões do Google para traduzir suas aulas para outras línguas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Khan é um dos personagens que fez Bill Gates provocar uma polêmica. Segundo ele, é melhor dar aula com esse tipo de conteúdo on-line, usando os recursos multimídia, com materiais atraentes, do que deixar os alunos nas mãos de professores medíocres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;O sonho de Khan é fazer uma escola em que as crianças fiquem 20% tendo aulas na internet. No restante do tempo, ficariam fazendo o que quisessem, mergulhando em experiências com ajuda de professores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;O fato, porém, é que não se inventou nada melhor do que um bom professor que resolva dúvidas e provoque mais dúvidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="star" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://f.i.uol.com.br/star.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 50%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 30px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;No&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.catracalivre.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;www.catracalivre.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;dicas sobre como aprender línguas pela internet ou receber as aulas (de graça) de universidades como MIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;ESTA É UMA MATÉRIA DE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="biography" style="background-color: #00b7f0; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-width: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gilberto Dimenstein" height="70" src="http://f.i.uol.com.br/folha/colunas/images/11133184.jpeg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #cccccc; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 10px;" width="70" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gilberto Dimenstein&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ganhou os principais prêmios destinados a jornalistas e escritores. Integra uma incubadora de projetos de Harvard (&lt;a href="http://advancedleadership.harvard.edu/" target="_blank"&gt;Advanced Leadership Initiative&lt;/a&gt;). Em colaboração com o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://civic.mit.edu/free-city" target="_blank"&gt;Media Lab&lt;/a&gt;, do MIT, desenvolve em São Paulo um laboratório de comunicação comunitária. É morador da Vila Madalena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;LINK ORIGINAL:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/colunas/gilbertodimenstein/882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml"&gt;http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/colunas/gilbertodimenstein/882627-o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-3289906595002232855?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/3289906595002232855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=3289906595002232855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3289906595002232855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3289906595002232855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-fantastico-professor-salman-khan.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4840099817972416184</id><published>2012-01-28T23:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:22:37.561-02:00</updated><title type='text'>BBB - O que é isso, Brasil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É, meu amado povo brasileiro, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não é fácil, não!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ter que aturar o 12º ano de BBB é complicado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aí você pensa: - É só não assistir! -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Como se isso bastasse para não haver o contato com terrível programa de entretenimento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que se vê na mídia é crítica negativa sobre Bial e sua&amp;nbsp;trupe de baixo escalão. Mas, o dinheiro rola solto e isso é o que importa. Para ele, uma carreira sólida construída ao longo dos anos não foi determinante ao decidir apresentar esse tipo de "besteirol" - para rimar com a palavra que vem abaixo -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;e e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;u não poderia deixar de expressar minha indignação.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sinceramente, não entendo como ainda existem pessoas que perdem seu precioso tempo vendo um monte de gente não fazendo nada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por mim, a melhor opção seria não eliminar um participante por vez, mas jogar uma bomba lá dentro de 'simancol' e, quem sabe, assim eliminar o programa inteiro. Bani-lo de uma vez por todas da televisão brasileira e junto com ele também explodir "A Fazenda" que ainda consegue ser pior...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por que não voltar o 'FAMA' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoriaglobo.globo.com/Memoriaglobo/0,27723,GYN0-5273-258325,00.html"&gt;http://memoriaglobo.globo.com/Memoriaglobo/0,27723,GYN0-5273-258325,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;onde se conseguiria aprender alguma coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tufFA29garY/TySZ4Y8N-HI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tyS3rrBf1BI/s1600/396254_198582903573201_100002644793343_350171_660413764_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tufFA29garY/TySZ4Y8N-HI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tyS3rrBf1BI/s320/396254_198582903573201_100002644793343_350171_660413764_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/944968091911832907-4840099817972416184?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4840099817972416184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4840099817972416184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4840099817972416184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4840099817972416184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2012/01/bbb-o-que-e-isso-brasil.html' title='BBB - O que é isso, Brasil?'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tufFA29garY/TySZ4Y8N-HI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tyS3rrBf1BI/s72-c/396254_198582903573201_100002644793343_350171_660413764_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4793806356422733744</id><published>2011-12-22T16:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T16:16:56.696-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um aniversário, graças a Deus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sou grata, sim, a Deus por tudo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não consigo ser eu mesma se a Deus não me entregar, se em Deus não me derramar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Isso não é insegurança, pelo contrário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Confio nos planos de Deus para mim. E sabe por quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tenho certeza de que não errarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mais um ano de vida, de realizações, de vitórias e de aprendizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Também um ano de algumas dores. Tá pensando o quê? Crescer dói, renovação requer também sacrifícios!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lembremos, então, da saga de uma águia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O ano termina e com esses acontecimentos sobra um tempo para a reflexão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eita vida boa! Apesar da doença, das tristezas e de algumas tempestades, eita vida que eu gosto de ter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tem coisa melhor que receber os parabéns de seu filho ou sua filha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Pois é, hoje, a Lyriel disse:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Parabéns, mamãe! Feliz aniversário!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E ainda cantou a música tradicional. A coisa mais linda do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tem presente mais maravilhoso que esse?&amp;nbsp;Respondo que não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É o primeiro aniversário da minha vida que escuto essa 'pessoinha' falando com todas as letras a frase de feliz aniversário.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E pra acabar, compartilho com vocês que estou passando o dia aqui com a minha mãe. Jeniffer brincando com a Lyriel. Minha mãe cuidando dos afazeres de casa, o maridão trabalhando, meu irmão se divertindo na festa da empresa e eu aqui teclando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A chuva agora cai para lavar nossas almas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aproveito para pedir ao Espírito Santo a cura do corpo. Estou precisando revigorar minhas forças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um abraço, meus amados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/944968091911832907-4793806356422733744?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4793806356422733744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4793806356422733744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4793806356422733744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4793806356422733744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/12/mais-um-aniversario-gracas-deus.html' title='Mais um aniversário, graças a Deus!'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-8128740933457986153</id><published>2011-12-04T20:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:56:54.193-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo de Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo acontece no tempo do Senhor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Às vezes, a gente quer acelerar certas coisas ou mesmo adiar alguns acontecimentos, no entanto, Deus é quem sabe a hora de cada abrir e fechar de olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aconteceu comigo duas vezes de novembro a dezembro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Foi agendada uma cirurgia e, por duas vezes, adiada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fiquei doente da garganta e de tosse, sendo assim impossível ser submetida ao procedimento cirúrgico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não deixa de ser uma situação estressante, pois me preparei e nada aconteceu. Também deixei de fazer algumas coisas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas o que fazer a não ser esperar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Esperar no Senhor é a decisão mais acertada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Senhor, mesmo que eu queira seguir,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quando me pedes para parar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo que eu queira andar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quando me pedes para retroagir,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;continue me conduzindo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;guiando meus passos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo quando eu nada entender"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/944968091911832907-8128740933457986153?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/8128740933457986153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=8128740933457986153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/8128740933457986153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/8128740933457986153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/12/tempo-de-deus.html' title='Tempo de Deus'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-1911381214462545176</id><published>2011-07-30T03:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T03:15:06.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O que é felicidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Para mim, é ver minha filha crescendo em estatura e sabedoria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cada palavrinha que aprende, cada comparação que já consegue fazer, cada assimilação, uma dancinha bem engraçadinha...&amp;nbsp; por conseguir acompanhar todas essas coisas, é que me torno a pessoa mais feliz da face da terra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E pensar que esse 'serzinho' é parte de mim e do meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É por isso, e por tantas outras coisas mais, que posso ter a certeza de que Deus é pai e sempre sabe o que faz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Rendo a ti, Senhor, todo o meu louvor! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dzd8ryQPWg/TjOgFx0ecvI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ncopalABdDE/s1600/DSC03150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dzd8ryQPWg/TjOgFx0ecvI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ncopalABdDE/s400/DSC03150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyriel, com dois aninhos.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&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; &lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-1911381214462545176?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/1911381214462545176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=1911381214462545176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/1911381214462545176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/1911381214462545176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/07/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dzd8ryQPWg/TjOgFx0ecvI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ncopalABdDE/s72-c/DSC03150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-5637210908282755750</id><published>2011-06-23T23:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:40:38.821-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagens e sons... Noite do Amor com Cristo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/RBDAXk9-Brs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBDAXk9-Brs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBDAXk9-Brs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amados irmãos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foi maravilhoso! Não falo sobre a musicalidade em si, pois sei que, nesses últimos tempos, estou deixando a desejar. Não tenho muito tempo para ensaiar, nem tenho músicos fixos que me acompanhem. Essa é a minha maior prova ultimamente. No entanto, saí da Cap. São Francisco extasiada, cheia de amor, pois eu acredito que Jesus transmitiu a mim mesma, mais que talvez a outros, sua mensagem. Realmente, eu bebi de seu amor e sua misericórdia. Saí transbordante de alegria e com sentimento de dever cumprido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu pai foi quem tocou comigo e ele estava com seus dedos machucados pois há muito não tocava. Ele pensou até em desistir, pois estava com bastante dor. Pensei que iria falhar com os meus irmãos da Com. Árvore da Cruz, mas, no final, deu tudo certo, graças a Deus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obrigada, Senhor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como prometido, aqui estão algumas fotos do evento. Espero que gostem. 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MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Estou ansiosa porque cantar o amor é maravilhoso e estar com os irmãos e cantar com amor é bom demais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meu pai tocará comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Depois divulgarei aqui o repertório e as imagens desse dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; 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large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as alegrias, a vontade de viver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; e o amor em nossos corações!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nada de tristeza ou depressão!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somos vitoriosos em Cristo Jesus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Se com Ele morremos, com Ele ressuscitaremos"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acredite nisso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-2929370382261298908?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2458165439926303195</id><published>2011-03-23T09:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:23:55.472-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terra da Divina Misericórdia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.cedecmisericordia.com.br/arquivos/img/barra_email.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Precisamos  agir não de acordo com o que sentimos ou achamos, ou de acordo com as  aparências, porque com facilidade nos equivocamos. Como filhos de Deus  que somos, em tudo o que fizermos precisaremos pedir ao Senhor que  dirija os nossos passos, de modo que os nossos planos estejam sempre de  acordo com a vontade dEle. Ao agir assim, podemos ter certeza de que  seremos guiados pelo Espírito Santo. Pedi e vos será dado! Procurai e  encontrareis! Batei e a porta vos será aberta!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Todos os dias, recebo por e-mail uma mensagem linda, como esta, através do site&amp;nbsp; do CEDEC - Terra da Divina Misericórdia, que faz parte de uma obra de Deus realizada por muitas pessoas, mas dirigida pelo nosso Pai Espiritual, o Pe. Adilson Simões, meu pároco, na minha antiga comunidade: Paróquia Nossa Senhora do Livramento, Arcoverde, Pernambuco. Ele ,agora, se dedica quase que, exclusivamente, ao ministério da pregação. Levando a Palavra de Deus a muitos lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FmyUr1Sqlp4/TYng9zC2fRI/AAAAAAAAA08/H6dhs8RsLEc/s1600/5528798821_10bd9987d7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FmyUr1Sqlp4/TYng9zC2fRI/AAAAAAAAA08/H6dhs8RsLEc/s400/5528798821_10bd9987d7_z.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pe. Adilson Simões&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3m_05XQfqRE/TYng_p6jcwI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_TVbZNOF-mE/s1600/5528800913_22ed860efd_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3m_05XQfqRE/TYng_p6jcwI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_TVbZNOF-mE/s400/5528800913_22ed860efd_z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grande pregador&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AhDSARKOm8c/TYnhCkhjnrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/dTJ_x1qN9N8/s1600/5529384990_b324b496a6_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AhDSARKOm8c/TYnhCkhjnrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/dTJ_x1qN9N8/s400/5529384990_b324b496a6_z.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olhos fixos n'Ele&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Visite o site e se cadastre também para receber mensagens diárias:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cedecmisericordia.com.br/"&gt;http://www.cedecmisericordia.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alguns vídeos do nosso querido Padre Adilson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GiD9Ow0iboM" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9-91xtTqutw" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aPXpZK8K-us" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-2458165439926303195?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2458165439926303195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2458165439926303195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2458165439926303195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2458165439926303195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/03/precisamos-agir-nao-de-acordo-com-o-que.html' title='Terra da Divina Misericórdia'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FmyUr1Sqlp4/TYng9zC2fRI/AAAAAAAAA08/H6dhs8RsLEc/s72-c/5528798821_10bd9987d7_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2284309182229402370</id><published>2011-03-15T08:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:39:48.604-03:00</updated><title type='text'>14 de março "Dia Nacional da Poesia"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uSoW8tcDqFM/TX9MEtUH24I/AAAAAAAAAyI/zRGWHSmvj4I/s1600/poesia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uSoW8tcDqFM/TX9MEtUH24I/AAAAAAAAAyI/zRGWHSmvj4I/s400/poesia.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ando tão atarefada com as responsabilidades de mãe e dona de casa que, muitas vezes, tantas coisas passam e acabo não registrando aqui no meu blog. Desta vez, fiz um 'esforcinho' e eis-me aqui para falar de uma data muito especial para os apaixonados-amantes da POESIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seja ela clássica ou popular, seja sua ou de cordel, a verdade é que as palavras organizadas ou desorganizadas por quem sabe assim emparelhá-las é uma arte. Só não digo que é a mais bela arte porque me divido pela MÚSICA, mas poesia dá música e música dá poesia. Que maravilhoso trocadilho! Amo isso! Talvez a razão pela qual não possa escolher uma delas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-db7Bz_PecvE/TX9MPGdK3YI/AAAAAAAAAyM/_dHxoW0OntI/s1600/abraco_a_poesia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-db7Bz_PecvE/TX9MPGdK3YI/AAAAAAAAAyM/_dHxoW0OntI/s400/abraco_a_poesia.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para celebrar, postarei algumas poesias de grandes poetas e, claro, de uma pequena que, com humildade, reconhece sua pequenês mas que, com coragem e paixão, expõe o que há em seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Boa leitura!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HgdgZNISZjs/TX9MdCU84PI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/vcv0z-DwE7s/s1600/poesia1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HgdgZNISZjs/TX9MdCU84PI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/vcv0z-DwE7s/s400/poesia1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;_____________________________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AS DUAS FLORES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São duas flores unidas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São duas rosas nascidas&lt;br /&gt;Talvez do mesmo arrebol,&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo,no mesmo galho,&lt;br /&gt;Da mesma gota de orvalho,&lt;br /&gt;Do mesmo raio de sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidas, bem como as penas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das duas asas pequenas&lt;br /&gt;De um passarinho do céu...&lt;br /&gt;Como um casal de rolinhas,&lt;br /&gt;Como a tribo de andorinhas&lt;br /&gt;Da tarde no frouxo véu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidas, bem como os prantos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que em parelha descem tantos&lt;br /&gt;Das profundezas do olhar...&lt;br /&gt;Como o suspiro e o desgosto,&lt;br /&gt;Como as covinhas do rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Como as estrelas do mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidas... Ai quem pudera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa eterna primavera&lt;br /&gt;Viver, qual vive esta flor.&lt;br /&gt;Juntar as rosas da vida&lt;br /&gt;Na rama verde e florida,&lt;br /&gt;Na verde rama do amor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;Castro Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;_____________________________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NÃO DEIXE O AMOR PASSAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando encontrar alguém e esse alguém fizer seu coração parar de  funcionar por alguns segundos, preste atenção: pode ser a pessoa mais  importante da sua vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se os olhares se cruzarem e, neste momento,houver o mesmo brilho intenso  entre eles, fique alerta: pode ser a pessoa que você está esperando  desde o dia em que nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;Se o toque dos lábios for intenso, se o beijo for apaixonante, e os  olhos se encherem d’água neste momento, perceba: existe algo mágico  entre vocês.&lt;br /&gt;Se o primeiro e o último pensamento do seu dia for essa pessoa, se a  vontade de ficar juntos chegar a apertar o coração, agradeça: Deus te  mandou um presente: O Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, preste atenção nos sinais - não deixe que as loucuras do dia-a-dia o deixem cego para a melhor coisa da vida: O AMOR.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;_____________________________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;MUDAM-SE OS TEMPOS, MUDAM-SE AS VONTADES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades,&lt;br /&gt;Muda-se o ser, muda-se a confiança;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o mundo é composto de mudança,&lt;br /&gt;Tomando sempre novas qualidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuamente vemos novidades,&lt;br /&gt;Diferentes em tudo da esperança;&lt;br /&gt;Do mal ficam as mágoas na lembrança,&lt;br /&gt;E do bem, se algum houve, as saudades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo cobre o chão de verde manto,&lt;br /&gt;Que já coberto foi de neve fria,&lt;br /&gt;E em mim converte em choro o doce canto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, afora este mudar-se cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;Outra mudança faz de mor espanto:&lt;br /&gt;Que não se muda já como soía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Luís de Camões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;____________________________________________________&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Borboleta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma pequena borboleta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pousa sutilmente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no solo da rotina da vida...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ela chega exatamente para quebrar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a monotonia da visão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e alegra com suas cores e ousadia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o ambiente cinza e estático&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da realidade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quão bela e sábia é a borboleta!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Michelle Dias, 2006)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vozesdaalma.zip.net/"&gt;http://vozesdaalma.zip.net&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-2284309182229402370?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2284309182229402370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2284309182229402370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2284309182229402370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2284309182229402370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/03/14-de-marco-dia-nacional-da-poesia.html' title='14 de março &quot;Dia Nacional da Poesia&quot;'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-uSoW8tcDqFM/TX9MEtUH24I/AAAAAAAAAyI/zRGWHSmvj4I/s72-c/poesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-7312654014117452867</id><published>2011-03-15T08:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:26:36.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebanhão e Dia Internacional da Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mulher - 08/03/11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz dia dedicado à força feminina!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz dia daquelas que jamais se cansam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz dia em que o frágil não mais frágil se permitiu fazer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz dia de luta e vitória! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz coragem que não esmorece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mesmo que nenhuma se quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;esperança exista,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;e a chama de amor escondida insista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;em se inflamar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mulher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sem coração não vive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sem razão não caminha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;contradição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;do ser mais incrível que habita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;a face da terra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;(Michelle Dias) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;________________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rebanhão 2011 - 07/03/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Disseram-me que todos as atrações deste evento foram maravilhosas. Eu perdi tudo... Buááá! Exceto esta noite com show da Com. Fidelidade e Com. Chagas de Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Infelizmente, não pude participar mais por motivos superiores, porém, neste dia, encontrei alguns maravilhosos amigos por lá. 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Fidelidade - 26/02/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KIs-nQZXvOI/TX-UGTHr3lI/AAAAAAAAAyU/I0QaHfF95Z8/s1600/DSC01087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KIs-nQZXvOI/TX-UGTHr3lI/AAAAAAAAAyU/I0QaHfF95Z8/s320/DSC01087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando fui convidada para participar deste evento, o meu marido, o Jefferson, me alertou sobre as dificuldades que temos com relação à ensaios e até mesmo sobre sua improvável participação, pois, no momento, o trabalho está consumindo todo o seu tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mesmo assim disse eu um "sim". Na verdade, estava contando com a presença de alguns amigos. Do grupo, a única pessoa que não trabalha fora sou eu. Todo o restante tem suas obrigações profissionais e também suas atividades pastorais em suas paróquias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E assim, aceitamos estar com a querida Comunidade Fidelidade nesta noite quente de verão, saboreando sorvete e colhendo sorrisos e alegrias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Musicalmente falando, não foi muito bom porque tocar sem ensaiar o repertório é complicado e, definitivamente, é um ato de coragem, nisso concordo com meu pai. Disse ele que eu sou "corajosa" (risos). Sem ensaio, realmente vem a insegurança que é porta para outros aspectos negativos. Ele tinha toda razão, mas mesmo assim precisava arriscar. No entanto, estava ao lado de pessoas maravilhosas, aqui me refiro aos músicos e também aos irmãos da comunidade, que nos apoiaram nesta missão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o sentimento é de '&lt;i&gt;missão cumprida&lt;/i&gt;'&amp;nbsp; mesmo, apesar das dificuldades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Só Deus sabe tudo o que passamos durante esses anos de serviço. E sabe também como alegra meu coração fazer aquilo que Ele mesmo me propôs, não importando as circunstâncias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais um vez, ó meu Deus, entrego-me em tuas mãos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lanço-me à tua vontade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: cyan;"&gt;Eis-me aqui, Senhor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agradeço aos meus queridos amigos-irmãos que me acompanharam nesta tarefa e que também disseram sim, quando informei-lhes que seria uma aventura, uma aventura em nome de Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Também quero aqui dizer da alegria que foi para mim, pela primeira vez, cantar ao lado do meu pai, excelente músico e, acima de tudo, MEU PAI.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Posteriormente postarei vídeos seus tocando bem um violão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Fidelidade - 26/02/11'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KIs-nQZXvOI/TX-UGTHr3lI/AAAAAAAAAyU/I0QaHfF95Z8/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-9194351609393008873</id><published>2011-02-22T23:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:43:22.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Música e sorvete na Comunidade Fidelidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95iib6mgt2c/TWRzvaYkCKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Vo_RHh05dQs/s1600/cartaz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95iib6mgt2c/TWRzvaYkCKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Vo_RHh05dQs/s400/cartaz2.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oi, gente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Postando só pra avisar que no dia 26, sábado, a partir das 19h, estarei junto com a Comunidade Fidelidade &lt;a href="http://missaofidelidade.com/"&gt;http://missaofidelidade.com &lt;/a&gt;, numa noite maravilhosa, onde haverá muita música, alegria e, claro, muito sorvete, sem falar que será uma excelente oportunidade de reencontro com os amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conto com sua presença!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Abração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-9194351609393008873?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://missaofidelidade.com/newsite/?p=4917' title='Música e sorvete na Comunidade Fidelidade'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/9194351609393008873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=9194351609393008873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/9194351609393008873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/9194351609393008873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/musica-e-sorvete-na-comunidade.html' title='Música e sorvete na Comunidade Fidelidade'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95iib6mgt2c/TWRzvaYkCKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Vo_RHh05dQs/s72-c/cartaz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-7870269276444798235</id><published>2011-02-10T23:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:43:50.262-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um casório!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ehl3Vl7b8hE/TVSOiqAiOwI/AAAAAAAAAv8/K0K5ds0BVvc/s1600/DSC00831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ehl3Vl7b8hE/TVSOiqAiOwI/AAAAAAAAAv8/K0K5ds0BVvc/s400/DSC00831.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que todas elas são flores?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ehl3Vl7b8hE/TVSOiqAiOwI/AAAAAAAAAv8/K0K5ds0BVvc/s1600/DSC00831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dessa vez, cantamos na cerimônia religiosa dos nossos queridos Ronaldo e Lindyane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Foi um enlace atípico. O noivo cantou em vários momentos e, além da cantoria, o que chamou a atenção foi o humor do noivo e de todos. Foi leve, foi um momento mesmo de família, bem descontraído.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Praticamente toda a assembleia era composta de membros da comunidade. Realmente uma celebração de casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-cjdwDMfu4/TVSPmEjSIXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/YsuNOOfhOTU/s1600/DSC00815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-cjdwDMfu4/TVSPmEjSIXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/YsuNOOfhOTU/s400/DSC00815.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jefferson e Ivan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mais uma vez, umas fotos para ilustrar o momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Destaque especial para o Robson, violinista. Ele chegou exatamente no dia do casamento, duas horas antes do início da cerimônia. Passamos as músicas uma vez e pronto! Parecia que já tocávamos há séculos! (Risos...) Foi muito bom! Com ensaios, então, imaginem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Alegria pelo retorno do nosso irmão Ivan Batera, que estava longe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUFKQqjT7A/TVSQ54aDRBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tcDp58O0ma4/s1600/DSC00828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUFKQqjT7A/TVSQ54aDRBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tcDp58O0ma4/s320/DSC00828.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, eu, Thiago, Ivan e Robson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPWlSy3FA0A/TVSRINYHVbI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mXtQ6rjQtG8/s1600/DSC00817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPWlSy3FA0A/TVSRINYHVbI/AAAAAAAAAwI/mXtQ6rjQtG8/s320/DSC00817.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com vocês, o Robson e seu violino&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7S18obY1YE/TVSRXdezYHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/7ivUiUB1jnw/s1600/DSC00818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7S18obY1YE/TVSRXdezYHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/7ivUiUB1jnw/s320/DSC00818.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais uma vez o Thiago nos dando um grande apoio.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/944968091911832907-7870269276444798235?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/7870269276444798235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=7870269276444798235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/7870269276444798235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/7870269276444798235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/mais-um-casorio.html' title='Mais um casório!'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ehl3Vl7b8hE/TVSOiqAiOwI/AAAAAAAAAv8/K0K5ds0BVvc/s72-c/DSC00831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-3168838521202259396</id><published>2011-02-07T01:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:16:06.247-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyriel e eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jAhsUXPI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o6V3J1e2-o4/s1600/01012011576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jAhsUXPI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o6V3J1e2-o4/s320/01012011576.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Bateu uma vontade tremenda de escrever sobre minha filha e eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sempre escrevo sobre suas travessuras e aventuras em seu blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguinhodalyriel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://bloguinhodalyriel.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; , mas nunca dediquei-lhe um texto aqui no meu espaço. E hoje vou fazer isso e por um motivo muito importante: ela aprendeu a dizer o meu nome, foi há dois quatro dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9i8ov-KwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/x9rI30ZySrM/s1600/01012011574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9i8ov-KwI/AAAAAAAAAvo/x9rI30ZySrM/s320/01012011574.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gostaria de gritar para o mundo essa novidade! Ela tem um ano e oito meses e já pronuncia qualquer palavra que solicitamos ou que ela mesma deseja falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;O titio Michael foi quem teve a ideia de ensinar-lhe os nossos nomes. Sim, ela já dizia vários, mas nunca pedi para que dissesse o meu. E foi maravilhoso ouvir pela primeira vez&amp;nbsp; "Micele". O mais incrível foi o depois, quando perguntei-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Filha, como é o nome da mamãe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;E ela prontamente respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jFBsq2lI/AAAAAAAAAv0/xL2X08WmKoI/s1600/01012011578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jFBsq2lI/AAAAAAAAAv0/xL2X08WmKoI/s320/01012011578.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Micele!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pulei de alegria ao ouvir aquela linda voz, uma voz de anjo dizendo o meu nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nem acreditei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ontem, ela estava no meu ventre e, hoje, pronuncia o meu nome. Pede-me coisas, denuncia pessoas que lhe tiram do sério e cantarola correndo dentro de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Não existe realização maior do que ser mãe. Não existe tesouro maior que um filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sou feliz. Oh, meu Senhor, como sou feliz! Obrigada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jKY5edFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uySNv8hOOPM/s1600/01012011581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jKY5edFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uySNv8hOOPM/s320/01012011581.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Não me canso de fitá-la, de abraçá-la e dedicar-lhe todo o amor de mãe que trago em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Espero que a sociedade, que se diz moderna, jamais possa dizimar o valor da família, os princípios cristãos, a moral e a ética. E acima de tudo, anseio que o amor jamais&amp;nbsp; adormeça para sempre nos corações dos homens.&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-3168838521202259396?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/3168838521202259396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=3168838521202259396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3168838521202259396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3168838521202259396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/lyriel-e-eu.html' title='Lyriel e eu'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TU9jAhsUXPI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o6V3J1e2-o4/s72-c/01012011576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-6572540439053503589</id><published>2011-02-02T07:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:48:42.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirei o aplique!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu nem cheguei a comentar que eu estava com aplique. É, pois é!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; Mas eu passei por um salão, o qual apelidei-o de "Salão do Terror" que simplesmente fez um estrago no meu cabelo. Foi terrível! Fiquei traumatizada e me sentia ridícula com o aplique, mas foi bem melhor que ficar sem cabelo. Não vou publicar o nome do salão porque, na verdade, estou sendo boazinha... (risos) Mas que dá vontade, dá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUkkgJLk4RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tuyf6QSX9Pc/s1600/110202-072950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUkkgJLk4RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tuyf6QSX9Pc/s320/110202-072950.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Graças a Deus, chegou o momento de tirar e aqui estou eu com apenas meus próprios cabelos... Semana passada foi o tempo da libertação.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me imaginei com um cabelo tão curto, nunca!&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, já estou me acostumando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes meu cabelo estava assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUkmwAhPCaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/p_N7aONBr5M/s1600/23082010223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUkmwAhPCaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/p_N7aONBr5M/s400/23082010223.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E era só para cortá-lo sobre os ombros, só isso! Mas cortaram tanto que exigi que pusessem um aplique. Nem tive o corte que escolhi e fiquei sem meus cabelos!&lt;br /&gt;Bem, mas não vou detalhar o assunto, pois isso me deixa muito chateada.&lt;br /&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/944968091911832907-6572540439053503589?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/6572540439053503589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=6572540439053503589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/6572540439053503589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/6572540439053503589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/tirei-o-aplique.html' title='Tirei o aplique!'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUkkgJLk4RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tuyf6QSX9Pc/s72-c/110202-072950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2624014561613890712</id><published>2011-02-01T10:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:16:19.489-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É bom ficar “mais velha” – 22/12/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfsvWTDGFI/AAAAAAAAAto/2AHi7EurczU/s1600/Dia+do+meu+anivers%25C3%25A1rio+22.12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfsvWTDGFI/AAAAAAAAAto/2AHi7EurczU/s320/Dia+do+meu+anivers%25C3%25A1rio+22.12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha princesinha Lyriel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Será mesmo? Bem, talvez esteticamente não seja um bom acontecimento, Já que a sociedade vive a ditatudura da beleza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E  o que dizer das rugas? Com o tempo, aquele rostinho de criança ou de  garotinha de quinze anos vai ao espaço. E, de repente, um cabelo  branco.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabelo branco? Mas já?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sim, é o preço da maturidade. É a velhice que já manda recado: "olha, eu estou chegando!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfuDERJxsI/AAAAAAAAAtw/W3q1JJBW_fU/s1600/DSC00190.JPG" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfuDERJxsI/AAAAAAAAAtw/W3q1JJBW_fU/s320/DSC00190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Família é muito bom! Meus pais, meu amor e meu irmão Michell &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, eu falo isso, mas nunca pensei em voltar a ser criança, como todo  mundo diz que deseja, num determinado período da vida. Sempre gostei do  meu presente. Gosto de sentir o peso ou a leveza que o momento traz. E  vencer barreiras, atravessar fronteiras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje sou feliz, antes também era.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo a seu tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Não  precisamos acelerar ou brecar os acontecimentos da vida. Na realidade, é  preciso simplesmente viver e ir escrevendo, página por página, o livro  de sua vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Lembrei-me desta canção:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É Preciso Saber Viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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; Composição: Erasmo Carlos / Roberto Carlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" tabindex="-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quem espera que a vida&lt;br /&gt;Seja feita de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Pode até ficar maluco&lt;br /&gt;Ou viver na solidão&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ter cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Prá mais tarde não sofrer&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toda pedra no caminho&lt;br /&gt;Você pode retirar&lt;br /&gt;Numa flor que tem espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Você pode se arranhar&lt;br /&gt;Se o bem e o mau existem&lt;br /&gt;Você pode escolher&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É preciso saber viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toda pedra do caminho&lt;br /&gt;Você pode retirar&lt;br /&gt;Numa flor que tem espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Você pode se arranhar&lt;br /&gt;Se o bem e o mau existem&lt;br /&gt;Você pode escolher&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É preciso saber viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber viver!&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver! Saber viver!...(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/944968091911832907-2624014561613890712?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2624014561613890712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2624014561613890712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2624014561613890712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2624014561613890712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/e-bom-ficar-mais-velha-221210.html' title='É bom ficar “mais velha” – 22/12/10'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfsvWTDGFI/AAAAAAAAAto/2AHi7EurczU/s72-c/Dia+do+meu+anivers%25C3%25A1rio+22.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-3210203776625844851</id><published>2011-02-01T09:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:12:49.765-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Música no casamento - 19/12/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfyqcc-jMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LoZmdWDb3DU/s1600/SAM_1093.c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfyqcc-jMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LoZmdWDb3DU/s320/SAM_1093.c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntamos uns amigos e cantamos o casamento, a cerimônia religiosa, do Douglas, meu cunhado, e sua Carla. Foi maravilhoso. Em breve postarei vídeos. Agora, só fotos mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzhyvjdKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/FCMzvZzOuT0/s1600/SAM_1073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzhyvjdKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/FCMzvZzOuT0/s400/SAM_1073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jefferson e Robinho&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzk2YnXjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Jiid6nbk5Oo/s1600/SAM_1096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzk2YnXjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Jiid6nbk5Oo/s400/SAM_1096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaique, Fernando, Jefferson, eu, Robinho e Thiago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzrtoBCjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/k5Pe-zOt8sw/s1600/SAM_1100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzrtoBCjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/k5Pe-zOt8sw/s320/SAM_1100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fernando&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzumlW_LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/JCynG4K70DQ/s1600/SAM_1101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzumlW_LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/JCynG4K70DQ/s320/SAM_1101.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thiago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzoOUYw0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/_U18fOPOJBM/s1600/SAM_1098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfzoOUYw0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/_U18fOPOJBM/s400/SAM_1098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, Lyriel e eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/944968091911832907-3210203776625844851?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/3210203776625844851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=3210203776625844851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3210203776625844851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3210203776625844851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2011/02/musica-no-casamento-191210.html' title='Música no casamento - 19/12/10'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TUfyqcc-jMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LoZmdWDb3DU/s72-c/SAM_1093.c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2559267081381464445</id><published>2010-11-03T00:50:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:35:48.235-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Papéis velhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TNDmVH2czmI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GsdJmQ5qLYc/s1600/livros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TNDmVH2czmI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GsdJmQ5qLYc/s320/livros.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estava eu fazendo uma arrumação aqui em casa e, sem querer, achei uns papéis das antigas. Achei até umas redações de mais de dez anos atrás. Então, refleti sobre o meu interesse pela escrita. Não é à toa que tenho três blogs: um que não acesso há muito tempo (poesias) e outros dois, que agora acesso com assiduidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É, o negócio agora é blog e não mais papel. A escrita tomou dimensões imensuráveis com seus vários estilos e objetivos. Cada um com a cara de quem o escreve. Que maravilha é a modernidade! Eu amo tudo isso. Se eu pudesse, ficaria o tempo inteiro conectada, escrevendo. Mas, vida de mamãe e dona de casa requer outras prioridades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bacana dos blogs e todas as outras páginas na rede é que, diferentemente do papel, não há aquele cheiro de poeira que causa ou ataca a alergia respiratória de ninguém, pelo menos, não ainda! (risos) No mínimo, o &lt;i&gt;design &lt;/i&gt;fica ultrapassado, mas isso é moleza, é só clicar num botão e alterar cores, fontes, modelos, etc. E, o mais fantástico de tudo, é que as publicações pela &lt;i&gt;web &lt;/i&gt;são compartilhadas com agilidade. Todo o mundo pode "ler você" e isso ocorre numa rapidez impressionante. Sendo assim, a publicação e a interação acontecem de maneira que, pelo papel, jamais ocorreria, a menos que o escritor fosse um gênio e conseguisse publicar um livro, um artigo em alguma revista ou uma matéria num jornal, em curto espaço de tempo e, ainda fosse agradável ao público para que pudesse se&amp;nbsp; manter&amp;nbsp; e comercializar mais e mais suas palavras. Para os demais, chegar lá, no entanto, seria uma saga. Na rede, não há&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; obrigatoriedade dos textos serem agradáveis pois, sendo ou não, isso não impedirá que suas ideias sejam publicadas porque a autonomia é a marca desse veículo de comunicação. Não há editor chefe para manipular o que vai&amp;nbsp; ser dito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É muito prazeroso poder expressar seu pensamento, mesmo que não ganhe nada em troca. Para quem o faz, é como se um pássaro fosse libertado de dentro do ser, rasgando um grande horizonte, com destino incerto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É assim que me sinto, uma águia em busca de seus próprios caminhos que, através da aventura de se descobrir,&amp;nbsp; desvenda mil outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-2559267081381464445?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2559267081381464445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2559267081381464445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2559267081381464445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2559267081381464445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2010/11/papeis-velhos.html' title='Papéis velhos'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TNDmVH2czmI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GsdJmQ5qLYc/s72-c/livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4036799487349342612</id><published>2010-10-18T02:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:19:24.056-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda chance para a política do Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TLvSvvTMD-I/AAAAAAAAAqo/moczFglj6sw/s1600/brasil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TLvSvvTMD-I/AAAAAAAAAqo/moczFglj6sw/s320/brasil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estamos prestes a participar de mais uma votação presidencial e o que se vê? Bem, não posso julgar pessoalmente ninguém mas, em relação às posturas dos candidatos, posso e devo, afinal, sou cidadã.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não acredito que exista uma pessoa boazinha e uma má, um candidato perfeito e outro imperfeito. Simplesmente ninguém é infalível. Todos nós temos propensão ao erro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas, o que realmente quero comentar, é o uso da palavra e da pessoa de JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eles estão brincando e jogando com a gente, principalmente com os eleitores que são cristãos. Tudo isso por causa de temas polêmicos que não foram abordados com clareza no primeiro turno. É lamentável! Até "santinho" com o nome de Jesus? Por que não fizeram isso antes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Só cego não vê! Não estou fazendo campanha para ninguém, pois todos são livres para escolher, mas, muitas vezes, aquele que tem cara de bonzinho pode não o ser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vi um texto falando mal da Dilma e uma foto de um lobo disfarçado de cordeiro. Mas, sinceramente, esta metáfora de imagem pode com precisão significar um tucano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prestemos atenção: o Serra não falava em Deus. A Marina falava e não negou em nenhum momento sua crença. A Dilma também não comentava muito sobre o assunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Veio a segunda oportunidade para o 13 e para o 45 que, visando atingir o eleitorado da Marina (candidata do PV que, abertamente, assumiu sua posição cristã) e os católicos abalados por textos veiculados na internet, agora desenvolvem campanhas baseadas na família, na vida, etc... Para, dessa forma, cativar os eleitores do Verde, evangélicos e católicos especialmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Desde que votei pela primeira vez&amp;nbsp; e até hoje, sempre presenciei governos que tivessem corrupção, escândalos, falhas. Mas o que me assombra na internet é uma coisa ridícula, boatos, imagens horríveis, tais como aquelas correntes chatas que recebemos por e-mail, criando frases que A ou B falaram, que não se encontram em nenhuma mídia gravada, até brincadeiras, trocadilhos com nomes de candidato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mais uma vez, friso que não faço campanha para ninguém, apenas observo os fatos. O Serra e seu pessoal, pelo que consta, não moveu uma palha para firmar seu compromisso contra o aborto. Já a Dilma, querendo exterminar com as ondas de boatos sobre sua opinião e compromisso com relação a esse tema e outros, decidiu acertadamente, a meu ver, publicar uma carta aberta onde se compromete com a vida, contra o aborto e outros temas. Fiquei muito contente com essa postura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vi também a candidata visitando o Santuário de Nossa Senhora Aparecida, ao lado do deputado federal eleito, Gabriel Chalita, pelo qual tenho uma admiração imensa devido&amp;nbsp; à sua luta a favor dos princípios cristãos e educacionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errar, os políticos erram, a gente sabe, a gente erra também, mas os esforços para acertar também precisam ser considerados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Teremos mais uma oportunidade. E peço, com muito fervor, que o Senhor Jesus envie seu Santo Espírito para que, à sua luz, possamos fazer a melhor opção.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/944968091911832907-4036799487349342612?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4036799487349342612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4036799487349342612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4036799487349342612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4036799487349342612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2010/10/segunda-chance-para-politica-do-brasil.html' title='Segunda chance para a política do Brasil'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TLvSvvTMD-I/AAAAAAAAAqo/moczFglj6sw/s72-c/brasil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4650720854394036623</id><published>2010-08-01T23:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:58:10.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TFeQ53L9HoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZ8FBhhO6lQ/s1600/DSC08195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TFeQ53L9HoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZ8FBhhO6lQ/s320/DSC08195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoje, senti vontade de compartilhar um pouco do momento que estou vivenciando.&lt;br /&gt;É, faz um tempão que não atualizo meu blog e achei por bem iniciar falando sobre mim, sobre minhas novas experiências. Esta página tem como objetivo falar sobre minha vida missionária como cantora católica, porém essa missão não está sendo, no momento, tão ativa assim. Meus amigos&amp;nbsp; e irmãos&amp;nbsp; que me acompanham sabem que gravei um cd, fruto de minhas experiências anteriores e sabem também que continuo minha vida pastoral como ministra de música na minha paróquia, no entanto, agora dedico-me com muita ênfase à minha família, em especial à minha filha Lyriel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde que me tornei mãe, decidi entregar-me inteiramente nesta nova e linda missão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pedi demissão do trabalho fixo que tinha. Achei melhor curtir este momento com exclusividade, pois era tudo que meu esposo e eu sonhávamos. Não havia dinheiro que fosse capaz de pagar o tempo em que ficaria longe da minha princesinha. Também o marido, que está trabalhando muito, precisaria de uma tranquilidade maior, sabendo que eu não me ausentaria de casa deixando nossa filha com alguém, deixando-o, portanto, seguro para prosseguir na sua vocação profissional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E, por falar, em vocação, posso dizer que me sinto realizada. Sou feliz por ser família. Sou maravilhosamente feliz por ser mãe. Como cantora católica, feliz também estou pela minha escolha, pelo meu chamado. Mas não vivo profissionalmente desta atividade, portanto, tudo o que ocorre para mim em relação a isso é muito lento. Na verdade, é no tempo de Deus. Eu também não tenho pressa alguma, pois sei que o meu Deus é correto e justo em tudo o que faz, quem sou eu para pressioná-lo? (risos) Hoje tenho consciência de que preciso ser enfática na missão 'mãe' e estou muito satisfeita com isso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TFeKVIjJsAI/AAAAAAAAAog/IpAnu5iABns/s1600/aliancas-ouro-prata.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/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TFeKVIjJsAI/AAAAAAAAAog/IpAnu5iABns/s200/aliancas-ouro-prata.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desistir jamais, por isso continuo na Igreja. Canto periodicamente a missa com meu esposo e amigos e também coordeno, junto com a nossa irmã Neide, o Coral Infantil Vozes dos Anjos, que é uma fofura! Daqui a uns dias a Lyriel vai estar lá também, se Deus quiser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;É legal poder escrever sobre família no mês das vocações. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pronto! Era isso!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Estou bem em conversar sobres essas coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e claro, não deixem de visitar o bloguinho da Lyriel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;Abraços.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1321721403"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguinhodalyriel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;http://bloguinhodalyriel.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-4650720854394036623?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4650720854394036623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4650720854394036623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4650720854394036623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4650720854394036623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2010/08/vocacao.html' title='Vocação'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/TFeQ53L9HoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZ8FBhhO6lQ/s72-c/DSC08195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4279284903598933240</id><published>2009-10-09T17:24:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:51:22.705-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBhYtfL3tIs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBhYtfL3tIs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Estava a refletir sobre meus passos: por onde andei, com quem estive, em quem confiei, onde estou e aonde irei. Encontro-me nostálgica. Isso desde ontem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje, Jefferson pôs o dvd de Nelsinho Corrêa e, da cozinha, (sim, porque estava eu a preparar o almoço) ouvi a canção saudade, nem foi&amp;nbsp; totalmente reproduzida, mas me trouxe recordações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois do almoço voltei ao dvd e ouvi a canção mais vezes e&amp;nbsp;sua história. Então,&amp;nbsp;lembrei-me que havia redigido&amp;nbsp;um texto há bastante tempo&amp;nbsp;que falava sobre isso, o que só&amp;nbsp;veio confirmar minhas conclusões sobre o ciclo da vida. Por isso, decidi postá-lo aqui, mas o endereço de origem é:&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vozesdaalma.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;http://vozesdaalma.zip.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Aprendi que as pessoas entram e saem de nossas vidas, que umas deixam marcas boas, outras, marcas dolorosas. Aprendi também que nós entramos e saimos da vida de muitas pessoas e ao sairmos deixamos marcas que nem sempre são as que gostaríamos de deixar". &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;LeMbRaNçAs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;(15/02/06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Às vezes, passa um filme na nossa mente de tudo o que já nos aconteceu: das decisões, dos erros, da lembrança ardorosa das pessoas que amamos, respeitamos e admiramos e que fizeram ou fazem parte de nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Ontem, aconteceu comigo. Junto a esse filme, veio uma série de sentimentos. A saudade dos amados que hoje estão longe, bem longe (fisicamente), a saudade do que fazia e que, por estar num outro ambiente ou por não ser o momento deixei de fazer. Não senti saudade daquilo que não foi bom e faço questão mesmo é de deixar para trás. É, encontrei-me sentindo falta daquela vida de antes. Daquilo que foi. E isso se chama voltar ao passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Devemos viver o hoje. O presente é o importante. Mas nem por isso precisamos esquecer da história (trajetória). É através dela que chegamos ao futuro para começar tudo novamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A vida é um ciclo e, como tal, sempre há um retorno. Talvez não para o mesmo ponto, mas certamente para um mesmo aspecto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não podemos deixar de pensar sempre em re-fazer e/ou re-idealizar nossas vidas e nossos sonhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Nossos projetos indiscutivelmente são baseados no que já vivemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-4279284903598933240?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4279284903598933240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4279284903598933240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4279284903598933240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4279284903598933240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2009/10/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2934736253097384315</id><published>2009-10-08T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:10:44.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes, os nossos sonhos ficam adormecidos, e tal como nosso corpo sonolento, sem forças pra lutar, acabamos quase desistindo de levantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No entanto, perseverar é preciso. Levantar é necessário. Lutar é inevitável e a vitória é certa para aqueles que esperam em Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ss5i8TpEWxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VSgUb42R6Ts/s1600-h/noite%2520de%2520louvor%2520015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ss5i8TpEWxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VSgUb42R6Ts/s200/noite%2520de%2520louvor%2520015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Penso, então: se Deus me deu um talento, não quer vê-lo enterrado e sim&amp;nbsp;progredindo. Se me fez para ser luz, não posso ficar obscura. Não por mim mesma, mas por cumprimento à sua Palavra. No entanto, existem momentos em que me sinto tão pequena e falha. Não realizo quase nada do que Deus me autorizou, e não respondo fielmente&amp;nbsp;ao chamado que me fez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Então, reflito: será que na vida de Maria também foi assim? Será que ela não tinha vontade de gritar para o mundo todo&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;maravilhas&amp;nbsp;que Deus fizera em sua vida? Será que não pensava que fazia pouco apenas guardando tudo&amp;nbsp;em seu coração? Será que não quis cantar todas as misericórdias&amp;nbsp;do Senhor? Será que nunca desejou revelar ao mundo&amp;nbsp;tudo o que viu e sentiu do seu Filho Jesus?&amp;nbsp;O que sabemos,&amp;nbsp;no entanto, é que o silêncio, a discrição e&amp;nbsp;a humildade foram suas marcas principais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas, e eu? Eu pergunto a Deus: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Que queres que eu faça?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Então, Senhor, ajude-me a fazer a tua vontade. Realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/944968091911832907-2934736253097384315?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2934736253097384315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2934736253097384315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2934736253097384315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2934736253097384315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2009/10/talentos.html' title='Talentos'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ss5i8TpEWxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VSgUb42R6Ts/s72-c/noite%2520de%2520louvor%2520015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4111896963347330472</id><published>2009-06-26T12:06:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T02:03:00.857-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confia em mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SkToaolhO_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/tOh7i4qXdfk/s1600-h/s%C3%83%C2%BAplica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351657801492020210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SkToaolhO_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/tOh7i4qXdfk/s320/s%C3%BAplica.jpg" style="float: left; height: 153px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 167px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: lucida grande; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu vejo um coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;desapontado pela dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu vejo a razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;de um sincero triste olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sei que está difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas a dor vai te deixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E feliz verei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;teu sorriso a voltar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não precisas desanimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nem tão pouco disfarçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O choro que vier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tua alma lavará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não temas, estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nada temas, eu te abraço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O cenário que agora vês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ficará em estilhaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E vai chegar a cena final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;onde tudo acaba bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e feliz descobrirás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;que o alívio e a vitória sempre vêm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sei que está difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas a dor vai te deixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E feliz verei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;teu sorriso a voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No filme de tua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o roteiro é todo teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas eu tenho o poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pois o diretor sou eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Confia em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou teu Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou teu Pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou teu Senhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- 01/11/08 -&lt;/i&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/944968091911832907-4111896963347330472?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4111896963347330472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4111896963347330472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4111896963347330472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4111896963347330472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2009/06/confia-em-mim.html' title='Confia em mim'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SkToaolhO_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/tOh7i4qXdfk/s72-c/s%C3%BAplica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-8557652997962080681</id><published>2009-01-05T09:51:00.013-02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:52:49.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem limites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SWH4O1rA_wI/AAAAAAAAAck/QSxXF3crnSc/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287780371319029506" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SWH4O1rA_wI/AAAAAAAAAck/QSxXF3crnSc/s400/DSC00385.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SWH3ZSxHAdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/xB7Si5WeShQ/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Entoar um canto novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é privilégio de todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que se permitem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do interior brotam palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que já não podem ser escondidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e uma melodia, que segue o ritmo do coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é liberada pela alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despontando uma sincera composição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;nem sempre compreendida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;pelo Criador sentida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Faz sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cantar é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;viajar sem a preocupação &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;de qual destino tomar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É desatino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é grito que não dá pra segurar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É percorrer uma estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sem limites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;18/09/2008 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-8557652997962080681?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/8557652997962080681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=8557652997962080681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/8557652997962080681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/8557652997962080681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2009/01/sem-limites.html' title='Sem limites'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SWH4O1rA_wI/AAAAAAAAAck/QSxXF3crnSc/s72-c/DSC00385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-2814404488002063142</id><published>2008-10-16T15:43:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:53:11.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PinCéu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeLdRiseII/AAAAAAAAAYM/BYTBdnduVdk/s1600-h/imagem_aquarela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257824425019734146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeLdRiseII/AAAAAAAAAYM/BYTBdnduVdk/s320/imagem_aquarela.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É hora de recriar sua história&lt;br /&gt;De tingir a tela&lt;br /&gt;Viver é uma arte&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus a ti confiou&lt;br /&gt;temas e lemas&lt;br /&gt;conquistas e problemas&lt;br /&gt;e um pincel benfeitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a paisagem está escura, pinte um sol&lt;br /&gt;Se está sem cor, pinte um arco-íris&lt;br /&gt;Se está seca, crie a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Se não tem azul, crie um céu&lt;br /&gt;E este lugar nascerá dentro de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre o que se vê&lt;br /&gt;É a pintura da realidade&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas ofuscam&lt;br /&gt;Os raios do sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não tem alegria, pinte um jardim&lt;br /&gt;Regue as flores&lt;br /&gt;E, se vierem os espinhos,&lt;br /&gt;atente-se apenas ao cheiro das rosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre o que se vê&lt;br /&gt;É real&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas ofuscam&lt;br /&gt;A paisagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinte o seu céu&lt;br /&gt;Ponha estrelas, se quiser&lt;br /&gt;Apague as imperfeições&lt;br /&gt;Disfarce o que não puder corrigir&lt;br /&gt;Veja além do traço imperfeito&lt;br /&gt;Seja feliz&lt;br /&gt;O quadro é você quem faz&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/944968091911832907-2814404488002063142?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/2814404488002063142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=2814404488002063142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2814404488002063142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/2814404488002063142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2008/10/pincu_16.html' title='PinCéu'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeLdRiseII/AAAAAAAAAYM/BYTBdnduVdk/s72-c/imagem_aquarela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-3333123261954891793</id><published>2008-10-16T15:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:38:36.974-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinte seus passos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeJuvV7lGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VNKb0kZdkcw/s1600-h/pintar+seus+passos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257822526053782626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="393" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeJuvV7lGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VNKb0kZdkcw/s400/pintar+seus+passos.bmp" width="328" border="0" /&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/944968091911832907-3333123261954891793?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/3333123261954891793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=3333123261954891793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3333123261954891793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/3333123261954891793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinte-seus-passos.html' title='Pinte seus passos!'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SPeJuvV7lGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VNKb0kZdkcw/s72-c/pintar+seus+passos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-189458086185083547</id><published>2008-09-13T11:34:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:53:33.495-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SOLO5PDuMvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94WSuX-a3P8/s1600-h/1182283757_passos_na_areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251987598157427442" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SOLO5PDuMvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94WSuX-a3P8/s320/1182283757_passos_na_areia.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SOLM_OoNQiI/AAAAAAAAAW8/07nunDAT5yU/s1600-h/imagem.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SMvQOlW03OI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Slg3LwDfkBM/s1600-h/HORIZONTES.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem medo caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Novas estradas&lt;br /&gt;Com flores no trajeto&lt;br /&gt;E espinhos a driblar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Viver o hoje&lt;br /&gt;São decisões à porta&lt;br /&gt;Não dá mais&lt;br /&gt;Pra esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O novo assusta&lt;br /&gt;Mas não paralisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O que vale é atravessar o rio&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentar o deserto&lt;br /&gt;Saltar as montanhas&lt;br /&gt;E vencer as tempestades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo a passo&lt;br /&gt;Gota a gota&lt;br /&gt;Grão a grão&lt;br /&gt;E canção a canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coragem sempre&lt;br /&gt;A vitória vem&lt;br /&gt;A fé&lt;br /&gt;é atemporal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-189458086185083547?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/189458086185083547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=189458086185083547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/189458086185083547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/189458086185083547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2008/09/novo-tempo.html' title='Novo tempo'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SOLO5PDuMvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94WSuX-a3P8/s72-c/1182283757_passos_na_areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-6858326234795397533</id><published>2008-02-27T23:54:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:54:03.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha apresentação na Canção Nova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/R8YiqeBu-qI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xJ3k34A6hWI/s1600-h/glcn006121152182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="151" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171859335091780258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/R8YiqeBu-qI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xJ3k34A6hWI/s200/glcn006121152182.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 151px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 246px;" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Os ventos contrários fazem parte do desbravamento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aceitar um desafio é tarefa difícil e quase sempre as feridas acontecem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hoje agradeço a todos os meus amigos que me apoiaram nesse "se lançar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Bem sei que não fui suficientemente capaz de realizar a operação sem transtornos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Minha missão foi abortada pelo meu próprio medo e fatores físicos que me foram exigidos na hora do combate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não desisti e a derrota veio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Falhei quando não me era permitido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Isso foi fatal, porém existem tantos outros oceanos a serem navegados que,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;no próximo levantar de velas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;disponho-me a mais uma vez lançar-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;esquecendo da derrota de outrora... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: 100%;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Mais detalhes da Apresentação na TV Canção Nova:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Fotos e comentários:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/tvcn/tv/mostramateria.php?id=2391"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/tvcn/tv/mostramateria.php?id=2391&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/galerias/index.php?id=6121"&gt;http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/galerias/index.php?id=6121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/944968091911832907-6858326234795397533?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/6858326234795397533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=6858326234795397533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/6858326234795397533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/6858326234795397533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2008/02/na-cano-nova.html' title='Minha apresentação na Canção Nova'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/R8YiqeBu-qI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xJ3k34A6hWI/s72-c/glcn006121152182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4150951997546086947</id><published>2008-01-18T23:48:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:54:26.287-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/R8OBeeBu-pI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gaPdjrhtD0s/s1600-h/Michelle+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171119157607856786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/R8OBeeBu-pI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gaPdjrhtD0s/s200/Michelle+1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quem vive pelo Senhor e para Ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;percebe que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;tudo é sinal de sua comunicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sua voz faz-se ouvir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A música faz-me senti-Lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e me transmite a sua grandeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;em um momento de amor&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: 85%;"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366; 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font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6PgdAYdOI/AAAAAAAAASo/9sKLkBO4jXw/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111180414816908514" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6PgdAYdOI/AAAAAAAAASo/9sKLkBO4jXw/s320/collage.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mais algumas fotos...&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/944968091911832907-9220578091512952186?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://picasaweb.google.com/michellediasvox' title='&quot;Barzinho de Jesus&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/9220578091512952186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=9220578091512952186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/9220578091512952186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/9220578091512952186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/09/barzinho-de-jesus_17.html' title='&quot;Barzinho de Jesus&quot;'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6PgdAYdOI/AAAAAAAAASo/9sKLkBO4jXw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-5897728263749637948</id><published>2007-09-17T11:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:37:39.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Barzinho de Jesus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6MXNAYdMI/AAAAAAAAASY/KncqyWwp86w/s1600-h/75793097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111176957368235202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6MXNAYdMI/AAAAAAAAASY/KncqyWwp86w/s200/75793097.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Barzinho de Jesus", dia 08/09/07 na Cap. Menino Jesus - SBC/SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento maravilhoso para meu ministério.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns amigos estiverem presentes e deram um apoio surpreendente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valeu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-5897728263749637948?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/5897728263749637948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=5897728263749637948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/5897728263749637948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/5897728263749637948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/09/barzinho-de-jesus.html' title='&quot;Barzinho de Jesus&quot;'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/Ru6MXNAYdMI/AAAAAAAAASY/KncqyWwp86w/s72-c/75793097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4713504613373870345</id><published>2007-09-12T14:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:55:44.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual o segredo para se obter a felicidade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém pode ter tudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pro 16,20-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Diz-se feliz aquele que não tem dificuldade em nenhuma área de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Um diz: - Ah, eu sou feliz porque casei, outro diz : - eu sou feliz porque estudei e sou realizada na minha profissão, outro diz que o motivo de sua felicidade é uma a herança que recebeu de um parente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;É, sempre colocamos nossa felicidade em coisas externas que, para Deus, são insignificantes.&lt;br /&gt;Como querer viver sem sofrimento, sem obedecer, sem carregar a cruz de cada dia, se o próprio Jesus disse que para segui-Lo seria necessária essa pesada companhia. Porém, também nos diz que "seu fardo é leve".&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que vivemos tem a mão do Senhor até mesmo o sofrimento, até o que para nós é infelicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Você viu? Eu falei o que para "nós" é infelicidade, pois nem tudo tem o mesmo sentido aos olhos do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas que passamos são sinais de Deus, às vezes, são provas. É preciso passar por elas e reconhecer o quanto são importantes. Um exemplo simplório: para muitas crianças, e adultos também (risos), é bom demais comer doce. Quanto mais, melhor. Elas não se saciam. Então, vem a mãe e fala que não pode. A mãe impõe um limite. Ô limite ruim!!!! A criança chora e para ela é uma tristeza porque não entende que sua mãe quer seu bem. Da mesma forma, somos nós, crianças grandes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Pensando bem, não posso ter tudo, pois tudo não me é conveniente. E viver bem não é ter tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Existe até um poema voltado para a literatura infantil que se chama: "ou isto, ou aquilo" de Cecília Meireles e é uma realidade de todos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ou isto ou aquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;(Cecília Meireles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se tem chuva e não se tem solou se tem sol e não se tem chuva!&lt;br /&gt;Ou se calça a luva e não se põe o anel,ou se põe o anel e não se calça a luva!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sobe nos ares não fica no chão,quem fica no chão não sobe nos ares.&lt;br /&gt;É uma grande pena que não se possaestar ao mesmo tempo em dois lugares! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Ou guardo o dinheiro e não compro o doce,ou compro o doce e gasto o dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Ou isto ou aquilo: ou isto ou aquilo . . .e vivo escolhendo o dia inteiro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Não sei se brinco, não sei se estudo,se saio correndo ou fico tranqüilo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consegui entender aindaqual é melhor: se é isto ou aquilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos ser prudentes e fortes, esperando de Deus as respostas e respeitando sua vontadade. E quando Ele nos diz não, entender mesmo sem saber o motivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Há alguns meses eu perdi um bebêzinho (creio que a partir da concepção já é um filho de Deus). Estava com pouco mais de um mês de gestação. Meu esposo e eu já conversávamos com ele e já o amávamos. Mas, a cegonha não veio me deixar esse amável presente. No princípio, eu não entendi por que o Senhor não havia me permitido. Na verdade, eu jamais saberei o real motivo, mas de uma coisa estou certa: foi permitido por Deus. Ele não é mal, nos permitindo sofrimento. Existem questões naturais, questões humanas envolvidas e que são ou não de nossa responsabilidade. Contudo, é preciso respeitar o tempo d'Ele. Quem espera em Deus é feliz, pois Ele é a própria felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Não existe segredo. Nada melhor que a Palavra de Deus para nos inserir nos braços dessa tão sonhada "realização total". E é pela Palavra que obteremos a sabedoria tão necessária para alcançar todas as respostas que buscamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-4713504613373870345?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4713504613373870345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4713504613373870345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4713504613373870345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4713504613373870345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/09/qual-o-segredo-para-se-obter-felicidade.html' title='Qual o segredo para se obter a felicidade?'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-4183488443462929387</id><published>2007-09-04T12:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:56:14.758-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oração aos Arcanjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcanjo Miguel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Combata por nós o inimigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;e o lance ao inferno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;desfazendo toda mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;e ilusão das quais ele se serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Aumente em nós o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;à Santa Missa e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;à Santa Eucaristia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcanjo Gabriel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Aumente em nós o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;a Maria e apresente a Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;nossos pedidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcanjo Rafael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Defenda-nos das potências&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;do mal, das doenças e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;nos acompanhe nas viagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Seja nosso consolo nas dificuldades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;e nos fortaleça no desânimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;e na depressão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;São Miguel, São Gabriel e São Rafael, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;assisti-nos com os Vossos Santos Anjos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ajudai-nos e&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rogai por nós!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Amém."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Fonte: Revista Canção Nova - Set/2007)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-4183488443462929387?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/4183488443462929387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=4183488443462929387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4183488443462929387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/4183488443462929387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/09/orao-aos-arcanjos.html' title='Oração aos Arcanjos'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-7327078955147146548</id><published>2007-08-29T11:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:56:40.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Testemunho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: small;"&gt;Queridos e queridas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diante da presença encantadora de Maria gostaria de dar um testemunho. Ocorreu no dia em que a Igreja celebrava a Assunção de Maria, no último dia 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: small;"&gt;Estávamos escalados para cantar a missa do domingo à noite, então fui convidada pela equipe de liturgia para participar do Evangelho. A leitura seria realizada pelo celebrante e quando ele falasse “E Maria disse:” Eu entraria vestida conforme Nossa Senhora e entoaria o Cântico de Maria: “Manifestou o poder do seu braço”... Bem, tudo certo. Estava tudo preparado, ensaiado e bonito. Porém, quando eu me posicionei na entrada principal da igreja e comecei a cantar, uma sensação diferente tomou conta de mim, do meu coração, da minha emoção, do meu corpo. Eu não conseguia abrir os olhos e eu precisaria caminhar até a frente do altar. Meus pés não se moviam, e apenas me recordo que tentava cantar e minha voz não saía porque eu chorava muito, a voz, por conseqüência, tinha ficado emperrada. As lágrimas não cessavam e eu só conseguia cantar pequenos trechos da canção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: small;"&gt;Foi uma experiência muito forte, pois naquele momento eu senti amor, senti de acolhimento, um abraço. Não me sentia ali. Nem vi quando cheguei ao altar. Só me percebi quando estava no final da apresentação cantando “Minha alma glorifica o Senhor, meu espírito exulta de alegria”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos, jamais havia passado por isso. Já tive muitas experiências fortes de oração, mas essa foi diferente. Ao fechar os olhos eu sentia alegria, eu sentia um transbordamento infinito da graça de Deus. Senti o fogo do Espírito Santo. Eu testemunho que não fui eu mesma que cheguei ao final dessa apresentação, mas digo que fui levada por Maria até o seu Filho. E é só isso que Nossa Mãe sabe fazer: levar-nos até o seu amado Filho, o Rei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois disso, saí aos prantos da igreja, com lágrimas incontroláveis. E fiquei por algum tempo com algumas irmãs me orientando, me ouvindo. Eram lágrimas de alegria que eu não pude controlar durante todo o resto da celebração. Voltei a cantar de forma diferente. No momento da apresentação não senti vergonha por não estar conseguindo fazer conforme o planejado. Eu só sentia paz. Ah, mas depois, me desculpei com o pessoal da liturgia, afinal, não saiu como deveria, não é? (Risos...) Naquele domingo, seria a primeira vez que meu disco seria apresentado à Comunidade Paroquial. Tivemos que mostrá-lo primeiramente ao nosso irmão Daniel, o comentarista litúrgico da noite, para que ele pudesse me chamar no final para realizar a apresentação. E quando ele viu o cd, observou a capa e falou para mim da providência de anunciar o cd exatamente num dia dedicado a Maria. Os nossos irmãos de ministério estavam todos, a banda estava completa, graças a Deus, e aquele dia foi muito especial. Foi o dia em que decidimos o nome da nossa banda, pois ainda não tínhamos conseguido achar um. E não teve jeito de ser outro: Mater Dei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei muito feliz com todos esses acontecimentos, por isso quis compartilhar com vocês. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Um abraço bem mariano a todos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-7327078955147146548?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/7327078955147146548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=7327078955147146548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/7327078955147146548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/7327078955147146548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/08/um-testemunho.html' title='Um Testemunho...'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-1968610000804107603</id><published>2007-08-28T12:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:57:17.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual a importância da Mãe de Jesus para mim?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RtRq7oTmVTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TyaYulGr8r0/s1600-h/100_6538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103821850382062898" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RtRq7oTmVTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TyaYulGr8r0/s320/100_6538.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: lucida grande; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ler Lucas 1,39-56&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Meus queridos e queridas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;É hora de falar sobre uma pessoa muito importante no plano salvífico de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não é católico, não pare de ler, por favor. É importante que continue para depois não dizer que estou “adorando” Maria. Leia com docilidade e, com amor, abra o coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Vou contar um fato: o meu cd foi levado para ser vendido numa escola, então, uma professora comprou alegremente. E, ansiosa, já o levou pra sala de aula para exibi-lo aos seus alunos. Que bom, é a evangelização através da música chegando às escolas! Bem, mas o que ocorreu não foi bem isso. Quando a primeira música começou a tocar e essa professora ouviu falar da Virgem Fiel, ela gritou: Tira, tira! E foi devolver o cd dizendo que não mais o desejava, pois a cantora estava fazendo adoração a Maria.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, meus irmãos, foi triste saber disso!&lt;br /&gt;Mas não fiquei chateada, não! Eu guardei no meu coração, pois o Senhor sabe o que se passa nele. Porém, isso me levou a pensar que não podemos ser julgados dessa maneira. O fato de compor uma canção que fale de uma pessoa importante para nós, nesse caso Maria, não quer dizer que estamos fazendo adoração a ela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Nós só adoramos a Deus! Só a Ele!&lt;br /&gt;Ele é digno de todo louvor, de toda adoração! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas não podemos dizer que Maria não é Rainha, pois ela é a Mãe do Rei.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos pensar um pouco: quem é a mãe do rei?&lt;br /&gt;Bem, só há uma resposta: a rainha, óbvio!&lt;br /&gt;Isso não quer dizer que ela seja superior ao rei, pois o Rei sempre é Maior.&lt;br /&gt;Amar e respeitar são mandamentos do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus nos ensinou a amar o próximo e a dar a vida por ele. Por que devo desprezar aquela que só aponta o Cristo, que só pra Ele viveu? Aliás, cremos que o Pai a preparou exatamente para isso. Ela é o nosso maior exemplo!&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela disse o seu sim todo o céu se rejubilou, pois nasceria o Salvador do mundo. O mal seria exterminado e o inimigo vencido! Mas, o Pai necessitou ouvir o sim de Maria.&lt;br /&gt;E é isso que ela ensina: a obedecer o chamado de Deus, a ser fiel, a ser santo, a ser humilde e a ser servo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje quando relatamos as qualidades de Maria Santíssima não cometemos pecado. Pelo contrário, estamos cumprindo sua profecia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Porque olhou para sua pobre serva.&lt;br /&gt;Por isto, desde agora, me proclamarão bem-aventurada todas as gerações.&lt;br /&gt;(Lc, 1,48)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ela profetizou e estava cheia do Espírito Santo, pois Ele a havia fecundado, por isso dizemos que Maria é a “Esposa do Espírito Santo”. Quem mais pôde receber o Espírito de Deus dessa maneira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;No entanto, Maria não quer aparecer porque ela sabe do seu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;E a missão dela é apontar Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é apenas a seta.&lt;br /&gt;Quando rogamos por sua intercessão é porque cremos que, se a maior Graça nos veio através dela, Jesus Cristo, então todas as outras também por ela passarão. Existiu maior Graça que Jesus? Existirá? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quando nas Bodas de Caná faltou vinho, ela se preocupou com a situação daquele jovem casal. E, pedindo a seu Filho que fizesse algo, recebeu uma recusa. Ele argumentou não ser sua hora de fazer milagres. Mas Maria sabendo do poder do seu Filho, sabendo de sua Majestade Divina, sabendo que estava diante do Deus feito homem, não hesitou em dar ordens aos serviçais e disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Fazei tudo o que Ele vos disser!&lt;br /&gt;(Jo 2,5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ela sabe em quem confia. Ela sabe que está diante do Deus que tudo pode.&lt;br /&gt;Quanta segurança Maria teve ao dar essa ordem!&lt;br /&gt;É ordem dela. A cada dia nos diz: “Fazei tudo o que meu Filho vos disser”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Por esse exemplo de intercessão é que hoje nós voltamos nosso olhar para Maria e rogamos seus favores. Pois sabemos que está junto de seu Filho, e que Ele não recusa os seus pedidos de mãe, pois Jesus, como Filho, também deseja ser obediente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Um abraço meigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Até mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/944968091911832907-1968610000804107603?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/1968610000804107603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=1968610000804107603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/1968610000804107603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/1968610000804107603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/08/qual-importncia-da-me-de-jesus-para-mim.html' title='Qual a importância da Mãe de Jesus para mim?'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RtRq7oTmVTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TyaYulGr8r0/s72-c/100_6538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-387740324565383114</id><published>2007-08-03T14:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:58:11.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha sede...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNjeVVezSI/AAAAAAAAABs/TRcVnfTRe6s/s1600-h/100_6582-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094524976260631842" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNjeVVezSI/AAAAAAAAABs/TRcVnfTRe6s/s320/100_6582-1.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ler João, Cap. 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Amados e amadas de Deus, a paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje partilho com vocês um pouco do que é a "minha sede". Além da canção que é tema do meu disco, "minha sede" para mim diz respeito a tudo o que meu coração sente, sofre, anseia. No entanto, a dimensão desta busca insessante por "água" se modifica quando descubro a que "fonte" devo recorrer. E essa descoberta faz toda a diferença...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como todo jovem, buscava respostas prontas, rápidas e claras para as perguntas que sempre me fiz. Nem sempre as obtive... É, chegou um tempo em que minhas indagações tomaram um cunho mais profundo e já não se tratavam de simples questões, mas de decisões para a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No "hoje" planto a semente do amanhã. Hoje preciso tomar a escrita da minha história e ir criando o livro da minha vida. No decorrer dos dias, óbvio, deverá ser a continuação, página por página, vivendo um dia por vez. Porém, um alerta: tenho que começar hoje mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não terei história, se não escrevê-la. Não terei conquistas, nem derrotas, se não me lançar. Serei apenas uma conseqüência, talvez, da história de outros. E Deus me gerou para viver, para escolher, para ser protagonista deste enredo que me confiou. "Desde o seio materno eu te amei e te escolhi", diz o Senhor a mim. Eu sou, portanto, fruto de uma "escolha" sobretudo de Deus. Que alegria! Fui desejada, escolhida pelo meu Senhor! Agora me cabe optar também por Ele, pois só Ele pode me dar a felicidade que preciso. Só Ele pode preencher os meus vazios. Só Jesus pode matar a minha sede e ser a resposta de todas as minhas dúvidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A necessidade de Deus em meu ser é contínua entretanto, se eu beber de sua Água Viva, jamais sentirei sede de outras águas e nem minhas questões mais íntimas me ressecarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Obrigada por me dar sua atenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Um abraço e até mais... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944968091911832907-387740324565383114?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/387740324565383114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=387740324565383114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/387740324565383114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/387740324565383114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/08/minha-sede_03.html' title='Minha sede...'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNjeVVezSI/AAAAAAAAABs/TRcVnfTRe6s/s72-c/100_6582-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944968091911832907.post-5252417959560952099</id><published>2007-08-02T21:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:59:22.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A paz de Jesus e o amor de Maria!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNl8FVezTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_un2NkTcGkY/s1600-h/100_6597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094527686384995634" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNl8FVezTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_un2NkTcGkY/s320/100_6597.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNcoFVezRI/AAAAAAAAABk/xf5V0PnSvSE/s1600-h/100_6582-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Queridos e queridas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi com muito carinho que criei este espaço! &lt;br /&gt;Desta maneira, torno-me íntima e próxima, pois a distância não é nada quando os laços do coração se tornam fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;É nesta alegria que inicio aqui as postagens,&lt;br /&gt;desejando assim trocar experiências, partilhar sentimentos e, enfim, ser mais e mais amiga e irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até breve, se Deus quiser!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Um abraço afetuoso&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/944968091911832907-5252417959560952099?l=blogmichelledias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/feeds/5252417959560952099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=944968091911832907&amp;postID=5252417959560952099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/5252417959560952099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/944968091911832907/posts/default/5252417959560952099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmichelledias.blogspot.com/2007/08/minha-sede.html' title='A paz de Jesus e o amor de Maria!'/><author><name>Michelle Dias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08750849341575303035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/SqE1zdFtoKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/09wj-Ezhcs4/S220/DSC00359+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU6aTtp_vX0/RrNl8FVezTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_un2NkTcGkY/s72-c/100_6597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
