<?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-1138877994928832527</id><updated>2011-10-25T05:39:46.172-07:00</updated><category term='http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHgug3Na0Hyl1v4uakLnh9Q19hMHJCfGQQJAUfYGkVMqvmPI-mozgUovJyeYAvWOng4T1iIrxvFoMHEJVu2m6isAm1T1UPiP7vTLFbPT26mDjqj5DpRfC1Ad.jpg'/><category term='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nrbZE7bkT-s/TGOJmJ3IDyI/AAAAAAAAKXY/fFzrk2WsBe8/ATT000088_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/><category term='engraçadas'/><title type='text'>Marii Rosa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-6236711120005815920</id><published>2011-07-12T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:44:57.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nota monografia.</title><content type='html'>A tensão passouuu.. para a honra e glória do Senhor Passeiiiiii na monografia, bateram o martelo e estou APROVADA. Agora já sou pedagoga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRH7lTsSMIKF-G7Wa-7KLw4vQlEQinL-wSWm7JBWjGR4odb_m8_wQ"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 100px;" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRH7lTsSMIKF-G7Wa-7KLw4vQlEQinL-wSWm7JBWjGR4odb_m8_wQ" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6236711120005815920?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6236711120005815920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6236711120005815920' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6236711120005815920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6236711120005815920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2011/07/nota-monografia.html' title='Nota monografia.'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-847715631845341012</id><published>2011-06-25T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:59:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pura tensão - momento desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcShMsD5g3fuPfCq5obB4QoqE9oqDLen_hmHVovPgtLM6vFpwFkdJA"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 155px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcShMsD5g3fuPfCq5obB4QoqE9oqDLen_hmHVovPgtLM6vFpwFkdJA" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galera.. é isso mesmo  apresento minha monografia na segunda feira... tem mais um trabalho pra entregar de outra matéria neste dia e aki etou eu super irritada, nervosa e quase chorando.. ah, amanhã tenho que tá de manhã na igreja e a noite e não me sinto tão bem pra ministrar o louvor no culto. Mas sei que apesar de tudo isso Deus cuida de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Me ajuda Senhor!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-847715631845341012?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/847715631845341012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=847715631845341012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/847715631845341012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/847715631845341012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2011/06/pura-tensao-deabafi.html' title='Pura tensão - momento desabafo'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-3095342598254581144</id><published>2011-06-22T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:51:58.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que tem por trás do kit gay por mascarado polêmico</title><content type='html'>Estou postando esse vídeo sobre o Kit Gay que está bombando na internet... mais de 100.000 de acessos. Vídeo postado pelo mascarado polêmico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Wq300dD-6PM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-3095342598254581144?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/3095342598254581144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=3095342598254581144' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3095342598254581144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3095342598254581144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2011/06/estou-postando-esse-video-sobre-o-kit.html' title='O que tem por trás do kit gay por mascarado polêmico'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Wq300dD-6PM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-460893125291023004</id><published>2011-06-11T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T05:28:17.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homem falando com Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://profetirando.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/conversando_com_deus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 495px; height: 800px;" src="http://profetirando.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/conversando_com_deus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ri com esse post que vi la no Profetirando...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-460893125291023004?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/460893125291023004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=460893125291023004' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/460893125291023004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/460893125291023004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2011/06/homem-falando-com-deus.html' title='Homem falando com Deus'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-4684413658988128087</id><published>2011-06-10T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:48:32.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os dez mandamentos do namoro cristão</title><content type='html'>O dia dos namorados está chegando e quero deixar aqui pra vocês verem um vídeo muito legal que vi no Youtube sobre namoro cristão, muito bom! 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Muito tempo dedicando a monogra&lt;/span&gt;fia sobre Música no ambiente esc&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;olar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Irei apresentar no final do mês até lá...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3AnTuHbDuas/TMQyrCI8oYI/AAAAAAAAFV0/8Y3XVBRq-Qs/s1600/mafalda6.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 127px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ficamos na saudades...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt; Beijos e mais beijos...&lt;/b&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/1138877994928832527-2200448121145792878?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/2200448121145792878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=2200448121145792878' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2200448121145792878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2200448121145792878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3AnTuHbDuas/TMQyrCI8oYI/AAAAAAAAFV0/8Y3XVBRq-Qs/s72-c/mafalda6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-5321427612236057045</id><published>2010-12-31T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:17:15.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os 10 mandamentos dos solteiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profetirando.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/10mandamentos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Festas, rever amigos e parentes, comemorações, liquidação de final de ano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém o verdadeiro sentido do Natal tem sido distorcido. Se liga rapá!. 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Ao longo de 10 dia suas aparências estava bem melhor que de qualquer outra pessoa do reino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Senhor os honrou dando conhecimento e inteligência e a daniel deu entendimento e, visão e sonhos. Eles eram 10 vezes mais inteligentes que todo os mago, douto e astrólogos que se conhecia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Começou a sacar a diferença de quem busca uma vida diferente diriogida pelo Senhor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas ta, depois agente fala das experiências que eles passaram e como Deus os usou e como foram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jovens diferentes na geração deles e são famoso atéééé hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ai, estamos fazendo diferença na sociedade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); LINE-HEIGHT: 18pxfont-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;Assim brilhe a vossa luz diante dos homens, para que vejam as vossas boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); LINE-HEIGHT: 18pxfont-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;s obras e glorifiquem o vosso Pai que está nos céus. Mateus 5.16”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbIEmIc2txM/SoJBES3nzhI/AAAAAAAAACc/y9YrHAwxhV8/s400/Diferen%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6461194415032973722?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6461194415032973722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6461194415032973722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6461194415032973722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6461194415032973722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/11/fazendo-diferenca-daniel-1.html' title='Fazendo a diferença- Daniel 1'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nbIEmIc2txM/SoJBES3nzhI/AAAAAAAAACc/y9YrHAwxhV8/s72-c/Diferen%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1310486397029986037</id><published>2010-11-16T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T13:26:22.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ieqiguatemi.com/mediac/400_0/media/DanielVisual.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.ieqiguatemi.com/mediac/400_0/media/DanielVisual.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dando inicio aos temas de Daniel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos abrir com a letra de uma música que aprendi quando era mais nova:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A biblia conta a história do jovem Daniel&lt;br /&gt;Que era crente reto e fiel&lt;br /&gt;Três vezes ao dia orava ao Senhor&lt;br /&gt;E isso atenção do rei chamou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi dado um decreto por ordem do rei&lt;br /&gt;Para somente a ele adorar&lt;br /&gt;Mas Daniel a isso não obedeceu&lt;br /&gt;E na cova dos leões o rei mandou lançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 Olha Daniel orando na cova dos leões{2x}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1310486397029986037?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1310486397029986037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1310486397029986037' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1310486397029986037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1310486397029986037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-dando-inicio-aos-temas-de-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1848083971985973003</id><published>2010-11-07T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:03:43.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gte.xpg.com.br/Humor/Charges/charge01%2520-%2520Daniel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.gte.xpg.com.br/Humor/Charges/charge01%2520-%2520Daniel.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novidades pros seguidores de plantão: Essa semana começaremos um estudo sobre o livro de Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos no coração e boa semana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1848083971985973003?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1848083971985973003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1848083971985973003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1848083971985973003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1848083971985973003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/11/daniel.html' title='Daniel...'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-6242359961461764488</id><published>2010-11-02T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T08:12:07.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus morreu por todos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hiS6pPwAf-I/TLDavM9CdfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6XiWrCn2Chw/s400/OgAAAKBCDWeuwC2XoAgFBMSJDmHE4P7TRwKC6p81_g9jYNuM0fVDToysoxNjuyPhg3mN0W90nh5w1uJtQElwnI1HXsMAm1T1UDT8fc_0wNL34X-Y-inXEC9uPRxB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.gte.xpg.com.br/Humor/Charges/charge09%2520-%2520Jonas%2520da%2520Baleia.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uma menina estava conversando com a sua professora.&lt;br /&gt;  A professora disse que era fisicamente impossível que uma baleia (nós         sabemos que a Bíblia não diz que era baleia) engula um ser humano         porque apesar de ser um mamífero muito grande, a sua garganta é muito         pequena.&lt;br /&gt;A menina afirmou que Jonas foi engolido por uma baleia.&lt;br /&gt;  Irritada, a professora repetiu que uma baleia não poderia engolir nenhum         ser humano; era fisicamente impossível.&lt;br /&gt;  A menina, então disse:&lt;br /&gt;  - "Quando eu morrer e for ao céu, vou perguntar a Jonas".&lt;br /&gt;A professora lhe perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;  - "E o que vai acontecer se Jonas tiver ido ao inferno?"&lt;br /&gt;A menina respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;- "Então é a senhora quem vai lhe perguntar." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1475825071668353457?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1475825071668353457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1475825071668353457' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1475825071668353457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1475825071668353457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/professora-e-aluna.html' title='A professora e a aluna'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-3640574642891926541</id><published>2010-10-30T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T06:56:25.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engraçadas'/><title type='text'>O filho do pastor</title><content type='html'>O filho de um pastor que fez dezoito anos. Ele tira a carta e pede o carro ao pai. O pai negocia com ele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vou fazer um trato com você: você passa no vestibular, vem me ajudar nos cultos e corta os cabelos e você pode usar o carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois meses depois, o filho passa no vestibular e procura o pai que diz: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Filho, eu estou orgulhoso de você, passou no vestiba, me ajudou no culto...Só não cortou o cabelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o rapaz responde: - Sabe, pai, eu pensei nisso... Sansão tinha cabelos compridos, Abraão tinha cabelos compridos, Noé também e Cristo tinha cabelos compridos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o pai retruca: - Tá certo. Só que eles andavam a pé!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-3640574642891926541?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/3640574642891926541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=3640574642891926541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3640574642891926541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3640574642891926541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-filho-do-pastor.html' title='O filho do pastor'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1244836420809559163</id><published>2010-10-30T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T06:56:48.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engraçadas'/><title type='text'>Pérolas nos boletins das igrejas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                                                                                                     &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt;                       &lt;div&gt;                         &lt;a href="http://www.ministeriovidajovem.com/imgHumorJovem/20090612perola.jpg" rel="lightbox"&gt;         &lt;img src="http://www.ministeriovidajovem.com/imgHumorJovem/20090612perola.jpg" /&gt;                         &lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                      &lt;div class="data"&gt; Pérolas do boletim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                     Para aqueles que freqüentam igrejas com um mínimo  de organização devem estar acostumados com os boletins semanais  entregues nos domingos com toda a programação da igreja para a semana  seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes já não encontraram erros grotescos de português, não só  gramaticalmente, mas semanticamente, dando outra idéia para o texto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é. Abaixo segue algumas pérolas que foram corrigidas antes de irem  para a impressão final. Imaginem a repercussão que essas frases dariam.  Daí a importância dos revisores ortográficos (10zinho aí depois pela  propaganda heheheh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas pérolas já circularam muito pela internet e agora está disponível  para todos os “Adoradores sem Limite”, mas agora com comentáriunssss  (tabarajarez).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PÉROLAS DOS BOLETINS DAS IGREJAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No estudo desta noite nosso pastor trará a mensagem intitulada: o que é o inferno&lt;span class="GJ44WXSCBW ugc"&gt;Mari...e lindo...&lt;br /&gt;Como esta?&lt;/span&gt; venha cedo e assista o ensaio do coral.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Eita… como assim? Faltou um vírgula aí na história… ir  cedo pro inferno para conhecê-lo? Ainda tem ensaio do coral lá?  Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teremos sorvetada na igreja próximo sábado; as irmãs que forem doar leite, cheguem mais cedo.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Caramba… Sorvete de leite de moça? Que tal um queijo  também? Bom para aquelas crianças que desmamam cedo demais hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aquelas irmãs que têm filhos e não sabem o berçário fica no segundo andar.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Nossa… Como pode uma mãe ter filho e não saber? A dica é que eles estão no berçário heheeheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após a feijoada do próximo sábado teremos um período de meditação.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Pensem numa meditação… Será que não quiseram dizer um período para fazer o quilo? hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os adolescentes apresentarão no dia 1º uma peça de Shakespeare. Venha assistir esta tragédia.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Que isso!!! Já detonaram a peça dos adolescentes… deve ser muito ruim mesmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A irmã Zilda estará distribuindo Bíblias na favela na próxima terça. O diabo que se cuide.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Eita poxa!!! Essa deve ser a irmã de bigode… nem o diabo pode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos orar intensamente pelo problema de saúde da irmã Cândida. Não tem Cristo que resolva.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Irmãos… O problema é grave mesmo… Alias, pra quê orar se nem Cristo resolve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os irmãos e irmãs que não sabem ler devem devolver os boletins da igreja no final do culto, assim que já tiverem usado.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Quer dizer que este aviso os analfabetos sabem ler? E para os cegos? Qual é o recado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O novo zelador é o irmão Manuel. Não é casado, mas faz tudo que os outros mandam.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Nossa!!! Detonou os irmãos casados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pastor viajou para o enterro da mãe do irmão Paulo. No culto cantaremos Ouve-se o Júbilo de Todos os Povos.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Essa irmã era querida hein? Um hino de celebração pela sua morte… Joselito total esse aí hein?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos os irmãos que doaram alimentos à família da irmã Lurdes a igreja agradece, ela morreu em paz.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Eita… doaram alimentos estragados ou envenenados? Deve  ter comido muito e morrido de gula, mas feliz da vida e em paz né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convidamos a todos para possessão do nosso novo pastor no dia 25. Traga convidados para assistirem.&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Como assim, como assim possessão? Oxe… a igreja virou terreiro de macumba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E alguns erros, puramente de digitação, para consolar alguns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) E Jesus montado na sua jamanta entra em Jerusalém….&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Jamanta não morreu… Viveu há mais de 2000 anos atrás…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) … ao subir Jesus no pinículo para pregar….&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: O que é pinículo? Deve ser caixas grandes onde se estocam pinicos, essa foi podre hein?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) … e aquele pobre homem deixa cair suas mulatas confiante que sairá andando …&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Esse gostava de uma morena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)… e os irmãos que participarão da reunião de senhoras…&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Gente… Era festa das irmãs e teria a participação dos irmãos… qual é o erro que eu não to enxergando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) … a igreja local dever ser como um corpo, com as partes assustadas para funcionar …&lt;br /&gt;Comentário ASL: Como assim partes assustadas? 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ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://p82yua.blu.livefilestore.com/y1m0f8EJF0ezR65853BTg7MA2nsuEVFLNSXQosRlYsrGnkH8G6jlD6NomFPHDG_WZZLwE3y1dzgL9YS_gcCow0oTFluJERsZTGAJ15Xv6Vokn-4zg_Na2aIfjNUdY8XVlRCqMN2TuLmarstFPLY8RY4Ag/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="https://p82yua.blu.livefilestore.com/y1m0f8EJF0ezR65853BTg7MA2nsuEVFLNSXQosRlYsrGnkH8G6jlD6NomFPHDG_WZZLwE3y1dzgL9YS_gcCow0oTFluJERsZTGAJ15Xv6Vokn-4zg_Na2aIfjNUdY8XVlRCqMN2TuLmarstFPLY8RY4Ag/untitled.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Estou passando por um período de grande desânimo e tristeza, não sei o porquê, mas talvez tenha ligação com algumas atitudes que tenho tomado e isso me consome por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoje acabei de chegar do Afinação 2010 que é um congresso aqui no Rio de Janeiro voltado para artistas da reino de Deus, que o propósito do seminário e tema é este: Afinando o artista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Numa das ministrações do Romulo Rizo ele falou do Salmo 24 e depois cantou uma música do Casa de Davi e algo me marcou muito numa frase dessa música na parte que diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Meu pecado me pesa, e sinto Tua   dor"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Essa frase falou muito ao meu coração durante essa música. No segundo dia do seminário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ele falou o seguinte versículo do Salmo 38.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); white-space: normal; line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;''Os meus pecados pesam sobre a minha cabeça e &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; como um fardo excessivo me oprimem.''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Quando ele falou isso minha mente foi longe queria falar com uma amiga pra me confessar e dizer de algumas atitudes que estavam tomando para que talvez aquela tristeza fosse amenizada. Por que se há tristeza é por que o Espírito do Senhor não está.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cheguei em casa chorei, chorei... como minha mãe já me conhece sabia que tinha algo de errado, mesmo eu não querendo falar. por muita insistência falei o que me estava deixando triste nos últimos dias, do que estava me fazendo falta e do que eu não conseguia fazer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cara, quando falei pra ela foi um alívio por que estava dividindo as minhas preocupações com alguém. Fui pro social do pequeno grupo de relacionamento (P.G.R.), apesar de contrariada, rsrs, e me senti muito senti m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;uito bem! Até ministrei as  músicas lá. Foi bem legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kkATZCMdFFI/THqd9PJ3MZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LBoQnF403hE/s320/5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral da história:&lt;/b&gt; Se confesse com alguém, tenha um parceiro de oração que tenha um certo nível de espiritualidade que vai te ajudar e te aconselhar, assim sua dor vai ser dividida e você terá com quem contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;Bjinhos e qualquer dúvida estamos i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;font-family:georgia;font-size:large;"  &gt;bjos e boa noite!&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/1138877994928832527-4662450394687568603?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/4662450394687568603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=4662450394687568603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4662450394687568603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4662450394687568603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/vomitando-algumas-coisas-ruins.html' title='Vomitando algumas coisas ruins'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kkATZCMdFFI/THqd9PJ3MZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LBoQnF403hE/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-7262877154283080420</id><published>2010-10-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:53:19.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem ( Smilinguido na area)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orkut.gmodules.com/gadgets/proxy?refresh=86400&amp;amp;container=orkut&amp;amp;gadgets=http%3A%2F%2Forkut.com%2Fimg.xml&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.recado-virtual.com%2Frecados%2Fsmilinguido%2F00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 940px;" src="http://www.orkut.gmodules.com/gadgets/proxy?refresh=86400&amp;amp;container=orkut&amp;amp;gadgets=http%3A%2F%2Forkut.com%2Fimg.xml&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.recado-virtual.com%2Frecados%2Fsmilinguido%2F00009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-7262877154283080420?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/7262877154283080420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=7262877154283080420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7262877154283080420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7262877154283080420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/mensagem-smilinguido-na-area.html' title='Mensagem ( Smilinguido na area)'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-7906433142627457784</id><published>2010-10-13T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:11:44.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0Ghzdpc87c/SnSVfljRznI/AAAAAAAAALw/91EtfdRQheM/s320/cabo+de+guerra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0Ghzdpc87c/SnSVfljRznI/AAAAAAAAALw/91EtfdRQheM/s320/cabo+de+guerra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente está assim como que passando por conflitos de idéias, que eu espero quem o lado que vença seja o do soberano Senhor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Tudo o que é verdadeiro , tudo o que é respeitável , tudo o que é justo , tudo o que é puro , tudo o que é amável , tudo o que é de boa fama , se alguma virtude há e se algum louvor existe , seja isso o que&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9c9c9c;"&gt;ocupe o vosso pensamento .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;( Fp. 4.8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-7906433142627457784?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/7906433142627457784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=7906433142627457784' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7906433142627457784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7906433142627457784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/minha-mente-esta-assim-como-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p0Ghzdpc87c/SnSVfljRznI/AAAAAAAAALw/91EtfdRQheM/s72-c/cabo+de+guerra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-9155420249998065395</id><published>2010-10-12T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:45:54.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cada um com seu gosto..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TLUOQ1JbJ1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/X64IzCm3sSo/s1600/restart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 1248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6uPvlKF4yA/TIn7YMA3TiI/AAAAAAAABxY/LAzdyxNB1sk/s1600/Cantadas.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não resisti e coloquei essa cantada ai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas tem uns e outros que são caras de pau assim msm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-4186063346540754824?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/4186063346540754824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=4186063346540754824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4186063346540754824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4186063346540754824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/cantada-gospel.html' title='Cantada gospel'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6uPvlKF4yA/TIn7YMA3TiI/AAAAAAAABxY/LAzdyxNB1sk/s72-c/Cantadas.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-414033985586083007</id><published>2010-10-12T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:10:02.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz dia das crianças para nós..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TLSwuSmN80I/AAAAAAAAAZg/peAgwnXrVU0/s1600/DSC03239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/4059/4498815126_3a4483ee3e.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" border="0" alt="" /&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/1138877994928832527-2272915139657963889?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/2272915139657963889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=2272915139657963889' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2272915139657963889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2272915139657963889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/homenagem-aos-coracoes-apaixonados.html' title='Homenagem aos corações apaixonados..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-4873198593244581353</id><published>2010-10-09T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:52:11.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que tal uma carona?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Estava saindo essa sexta-feira a noite da faculdade e falei com minha amiga:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Quer uma carona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;_ Aewww,, papai liberou carro pra Mari!! Ué, mas cadê o carro Marii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- É aquele amarelinho que cabe mais 40, bora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;?                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lrv9KzmATrU/SZbnWhS-aqI/AAAAAAAAFEI/zpqS8bPl3os/s400/SCHOOL_BUS7.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 172px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQCYLgvy87hRY0APW2jhIxNJltiekxJBBa0vwK-Rgr6Ct5dRHo&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;h=172&amp;amp;w=162&amp;amp;usg=__aJHdgZRmEEHtMzd75Bxu07MU4M8=" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Orar ou be&lt;a href="http://subirquadrado.blogspot.com/2010/08/orar-ou-beijar.html" target="_blank"&gt;ijar?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5SK9efomw4/TGvpcVLvSqI/AAAAAAAABCs/jWESRcL615M/s1600/a+%2813%29.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As coisas espontâneas são sempre mais gostosas, elas dão um sabor diferente à vida. E em se tratando das coisas do coração, mais ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente nunca espera que vá encontrar de repente, da forma mais inusitada, num evento qualquer, aquela pessoa que vai deixar nossos instintos mais aguçados, nosso corpo acelerado e a mente admiravelmente vívida a fim de nos proporcionar a aproximação até esse alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas coisas do amor , é sempre melhor quando acontece assim. Jacó encontrou a Raquel enquanto esta tirava água de um poço. Não se conteve, beijou-a. Imprevisível, oportunista como só ele sabia ser, não se furtou em demonstrar desde o início seu afeto por aquela que foi seu amor maior durante toda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo, nem sempre é assim. A espontaneidade vez e outra é aviltada por acordos e formalidades. Foi assim quando dos casamentos arranjados. Verdadeiras prisões para aqueles que não se amavam. Ou mil vezes pior: amavam outro alguém!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A formalidade adentrou mesmo nas igrejas cristãs! Não sei onde surgiu tal pensamento, mas em algum lugar alguém teve a “bendita” idéia de que haveria de se orar antes de começar a namorar. Fazia-se necessário saber a vontade de Deus. Não poderíamos correr o risco de nos relacionar com alguém não escolhido para nós. Uma espécie de predestinação amorosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu mesmo cheguei a comprar essa idéia, infelizmente. Tanto que durante um tempão da minha adolescência e juventude fui um tosco paquerador. Essa história fez muita gente desaprender a namorar. A oração se tornou xaveco malfadado de crente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E desse jeito, não há espaço pra conquista, para a sedução e para a doce poesia exalada dos poros dos amantes. O bom e velho jogo da conquista cedeu vez para uma “espiritualização” da vida afetiva dos jovens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orar a Deus diante das nossas escolhas, falar com ele sobre nossos passos, pedir que nos direcione, tudo isso é muito bom e eu também quero sempre agir assim. O grande problema era a forma preestabelecida para que Deus mostrasse seu querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais complicado disso é a atmosfera de censura diante dos namoros que não percorressem a via imposta pelos líderes. Namorar sem seguir esses passos era quase o mesmo que estar em pecado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supostamente, se Deus tem alguém destinado exclusivamente para a gente, de certo ele vai preparar tudo a fim de que não erremos a pessoa, e caiamos logo nos braços de nosso amor sem interferência alguma. E é muito importante se preocupar com os “laços do inimigo” – isto é, pessoas que o diabo coloca em nossas vidas para nos desviar dos planos divinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com isso, a “neura” atingiu a galera. Quem leva a sério aquilo que diz crer, devido à falta de entendimento sobre o assunto, vai cumprir direitinho o que lhe é ensinado. E se não cumpre, imputa a si mesmo as penas psíquicas merecidas pela transgressão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comportamento doentio, envolvimento amoroso sem beleza, dificuldade de se relacionar, isso e muito mais tem marcado alguns homens e mulheres evangélicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vivência em comunidades cristãs desde a infância, detectei algo que tenho chamado de síndrome da menina ou do menino crente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com a mulher é bem mais grave. Sofrendo desta síndrome, na espera do príncipe encantado e cristão, portador de um estereótipo irrepreensível, quase que sobre-humano, isento de pecados e, ainda por cima, tendo que ser de sua denominação, as jovens mais rigorosas acabam por ficar escanteadas nas suas comunidades de fé e na vida em geral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São aquelas que a gente chama de “as solteironas” das igrejas. Geralmente mulheres um tanto já amarguradas, de difícil trato, já algum tempo dadas às fofocas (nem todas, mas muitas, visto que a vida dos outros possui mais emoção que a delas), de quadro progressivamente agravado devido à proximidade da casa dos trinta anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer mulher não-neurotizada pela religião, engajada em sua vida profissional, certa de sua beleza e simpatia, tranquila quanto a si mesma, não viveria os dramas encontrados entre as jovens das igrejas. Isso porque elas se permitem ser cantadas, se permitem relacionar, acreditam que devem dar a si mesmas a chance de ir em busca da felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os homens a gravidade talvez esteja em outros aspectos. A porcentagem de jovens evangélicos envolvidos com algum tipo de pornografia é enorme. Qualquer pesquisa honesta realizada nas igrejas revelará o grau de envolvimento e recorrência a esse tipo de escape psíquico-emocional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal compreendedores de sua sexualidade e do que é um relacionamento amoroso saudável, os meninos acabam por se “guardar”, restringindo seu envolvimento, e muitas vezes – à semelhança das jovens – tendo expectativas ilusórias acerca da “prometida”, eles acabam por lançar mão daquilo que tem em maior abundância na internet: a perversão encontrada no sexo fácil e virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A espera é longa e o que se espera pode bem ser uma miragem, não um oásis. Daí nunca encontrarem a pessoa ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo isso porque a sexualidade quase sempre foi um problema para o cristão. Desde a Igreja Católica aos atuais evangélicos, o sexo é tratado como tabu, o prazer como pecado; e com isso, a espontaneidade como tentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que durante muito tempo trouxe um falso alívio aos católicos foi a ausência do sexo nas mensagens dos sacerdotes e o espírito do “não-praticantismo” muito frequente entre os que se denominavam católicos. Isso tem acabado com o crescimento dos movimentos de renovação e ressurgimentos de padres mais atualizados que têm produzido um movimento paralelo ao pentecostalismo evangélico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria bom que os jovens cristãos continuassem a orar para namorar, mas que já cheguem diante da pessoa amada “orados”. Que falem com Deus desde o primeiro momento em que mirarem o alvo de seu afeto. E acreditando na inteligência, bom senso e prudência dispensados por Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confiando ser aquela pessoa alguém de valor, que partam pra cima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta espiritualizar as coisas. Tudo já é espiritual para quem abriu seus olhos e percebeu que o mundo em que vivemos está intimamente ligado às dimensões espirituais. De forma que comer, beber, beijar e fazer amor é tão espiritual quanto orar, meditar e fazer caridade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://subirquadrado.blogspot.com/2010/08/orar-ou-beijar.html"&gt;http://subirquadrado.blogspot.com/2010/08/orar-ou-beijar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1138877994928832527-7725339608796319185?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/7725339608796319185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=7725339608796319185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Me parece que é preciso participar das atividades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Mulheres adoram estar com a razão. Deve ser por isso que preferem os caras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;errados. Eles nunca estão certos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Saber me vestir, eu sei... eu não tenho é roupa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Existem três jeitos de fazer as coisas: o jeito certo, o jeito errado, e o meu jeito, que é igual ao jeito errado, só que mais rápido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-size:17;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;É linda a festa da democracia, são milhões de brasileiros unidos num único pensamento: "Quando essa droga de horário político vai acabar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Beleza é uma questão de fé, eu acredito que sou bonito. O difícil é convencer os outros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Esta noite sonhei com você, era em uma piscina, e você estava rindo e boiando. O curioso é que de repente eu dei descarga e você sumiu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;Para minha avó, não interessa para onde o Brasil vai. O importante é que ele não esqueça de levar um agasalho e o guarda-chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;p   style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;font-size:17px;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;font-size:17px;color:transparent;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Me disseram que eu não podia entrar para a Marinha por não saber nadar. Se eu for pra Aeronáutica vou ter que saber voar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="17px" color="transparent" style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 17px; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;O cara era tão feio, mas tão feio, que foi comprar uma máscara pro carnaval e só venderam um elástico pra ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;p style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-size: 17px; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1771507806133783107?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1771507806133783107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1771507806133783107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1771507806133783107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1771507806133783107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/sessao-de-risos-frases-engracadas.html' title='Sessão de Risos- Frases engraçadas'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-7201410428021843171</id><published>2010-10-04T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:12:49.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 motivos para não fazer sexo sem compromisso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Recebi esse artigo por e-mail que a migah Suh me mandou e achei interessante o alerta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;8 motivos para não fazer sexo sem compromisso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"01. Porque eu quero, e quero muito.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quem disse que é fácil? Porém tenho plena consciência das minhas escolhas e faço vivência delas e vivo suas conseqüências. Por isso EU QUERO e escolho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;02. Ser e fazer a diferença nesta sociedade que prega sexo como profano e momentâneo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faço parte de uma geração descomprometida. Tornou-se comum obter benefícios de forma imediata e desprezar as responsabilidades e para mim, sexo é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;responsabilidade, tanto com os meus sentimentos, quanto com os do outro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;03. Para&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSxdYRQrBsQPxT8ZUnC0wd2_wey_QW4752hAibJu8l32JrQYc0&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__9tQ_jE46Ruk7DrWYv8YHCgDJmhA="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSxdYRQrBsQPxT8ZUnC0wd2_wey_QW4752hAibJu8l32JrQYc0&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__9tQ_jE46Ruk7DrWYv8YHCgDJmhA=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; oferecer ao meu esposo uma das maiores demonstrações de amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Viver a imensa alegria do sexo e poder dividir isso com quem vou e quero passar o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; resto da minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Bíblia não fala em tornar-se UM à toa.  Tem coisa melhor do que ser UMA SÓ CARNE com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pessoa que você passará o resto dos seus dias? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;04. Para rever MINHAS prioridades.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A prioridade é estudar, viajar? Se minha prioridade não é casar, por que ter uma vida marital com meu namorado? “Para tudo há uma ocasião certa. Há um tempo certo para cada propósito debaixo do céu.” Ec. 3.1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;05. Para tomar mais cuidado comigo mesmo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gasta-se milhões em conscientização das doenças sexualmente transmissíveis e incentivando o uso da camisinha. Ao mesmo tempo, cresce o número de jovens infectados com DSTs ou enfrentando uma gravidez inesperada. Portanto, o melhor método de prevenção é a ausência do sexo. Isso é lógico! Esperar ainda é o melhor método! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;06. Não correr o risco de engravidar antes da hora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ter filhos no século XXI não é fácil, ainda mais um filho fora do casamento, onde estarei despreparada, trancar a faculdade, sair do emprego, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;07. Para passar pela experiência da Lua-de-mel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lua de mel deixou de ser “o grande momento” da vida do casal, passou a ser um tempo de viagem e não de descoberta no mundo moderno. Eu optando por ESPERAR, a lua de mel torna a ter o verdadeiro sentido, a emoção e a descoberta. Eu quero muito isso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;08. Para testemunhar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;Viver Jesus no dia de hoje é fundamental para uma vida cristã saudável pautada na Bíblia. Ter um casamento abençoado testemunhando a santidade durante o namoro para os filhos é o verdadeiro exemplo vivido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ah ai tava lendo no orkut uma cantada completamente contra esse post e  demosntra a banalização que o sexo se tornou:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Oi, vamos fazer uma transa mágica? - Como? - A gente transa e depois você desaparece! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baàh.. esse mundo cada vez mais tosco..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjinho meus amores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-7201410428021843171?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/7201410428021843171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=7201410428021843171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7201410428021843171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7201410428021843171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/8-motivos-para-nao-fazer-sexo-sem.html' title='8 motivos para não fazer sexo sem compromisso'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-4424729420331585581</id><published>2010-10-02T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T18:27:03.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pobre menina..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKfbbofy0jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NxZAJ5Zreu0/s1600/bj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Conheça estas frases e fique atento:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Essa dor no peito não é nada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Esse iogurte venceu só a dois dias, pode comer numa boa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Pula aí que eu te seguro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="more" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(33, 58, 255); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Pode deixar que eu dirijo bem melhor quando eu tô bêbado! &lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Tu tem certeza que teu marido não vai chegar, né?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Atira se for homem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Atravessa correndo que dá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Sabe qual a chance de isso acontecer? Uma em um milhão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Tem certeza que não tem perigo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Confie em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Capacete? Imagina, tá calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Desce desse ônibus e me encara de frente, sua bicha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Você é grande mas não é dois! (clássica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Relaxa, minha mulher não tem a senha do meu MSN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Pode passar a mão, é pitt bull mas é mansinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Pode ligar, a voltagem tá certa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Qualquer idiota sabe mexer com eletricidade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Vocês duvidam? Duvidam que eu pego essa aranha na mão?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;-Pode deixar é leve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Fica tranquilo... tá comigo tá com Deus! (Literalmente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;ESTAS SEMPRE SÃO SEGUIDAS DE UM FIM TRÁGICO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Querido, deixa eu dirigir desta vez?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Você engordou né, querida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;- Querido, mamãe vem morar conosco! (esta acaba em suicídio rsrs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6711550687982112217?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6711550687982112217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6711550687982112217' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6711550687982112217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6711550687982112217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/existem-algumas-frases-que-sempre-sao.html' title=''/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-5219455991315689646</id><published>2010-10-02T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:17:31.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para refletir..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nunca troque o que você mais quer na vida, pelo o que você mais quer no momento. Porque o momento passa rápido demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fddSPQXJK3g/SQ-Tyn7TwAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2-_lT6CAI_U/s400/escolhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fddSPQXJK3g/SQ-Tyn7TwAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2-_lT6CAI_U/s400/escolhas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5219455991315689646?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5219455991315689646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5219455991315689646' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5219455991315689646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5219455991315689646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/para-refletir.html' title='Para refletir..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fddSPQXJK3g/SQ-Tyn7TwAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2-_lT6CAI_U/s72-c/escolhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-4192377614445724085</id><published>2010-10-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:03:34.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E a cidade continua maravilhosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKZnRw9SRJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4vltWgIltqc/s1600/Foto+0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKZnRw9SRJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4vltWgIltqc/s200/Foto+0568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523215547913880722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E o Rio de Janeiro continua lindo...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tirei essa foto sábado passado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia lindo no Rio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjos proces [=P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Perigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Solteira no Rio de Janeiro. rsrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zoa hein &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-4192377614445724085?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/4192377614445724085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=4192377614445724085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4192377614445724085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4192377614445724085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-cidade-continua-maravilhosa.html' title='E a cidade continua maravilhosa'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKZnRw9SRJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4vltWgIltqc/s72-c/Foto+0568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-6598244446166374074</id><published>2010-09-30T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:34:04.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morri de rir com essa do profetirando..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKU6arDsvWI/AAAAAAAAAW8/jDVsRocA-60/s1600/quemda.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKU6arDsvWI/AAAAAAAAAW8/jDVsRocA-60/s200/quemda.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522884747949030754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2010/9/28/74785879-b249-4b63-a674-52dd90e6496c.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiago ta de parabens..&lt;div&gt;Como sou fipa me escangalhei aqui.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou colocar aqui um video do Retiro de filhos de pastores2010. Muito bom! Refipa 2010 &gt;&gt;EU FUI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUTfOahTbus?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUTfOahTbus?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6598244446166374074?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6598244446166374074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6598244446166374074' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6598244446166374074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6598244446166374074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/morri-de-rir-com-essa-do-profetirando.html' title='Morri de rir com essa do profetirando..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKU6arDsvWI/AAAAAAAAAW8/jDVsRocA-60/s72-c/quemda.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8336759664932754328</id><published>2010-09-30T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:22:46.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Criatividade com maçã</title><content type='html'>Ta sem o que fazer.. que tal usar a criatividade ..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haja paciência..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://newserrado.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/big-apple.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 399px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKU3kY7sn_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/B8fhvH8qNHE/s200/ma%C3%A7a.bmp" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522881616347439090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show de bola..maçã assassina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-8336759664932754328?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8336759664932754328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8336759664932754328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8336759664932754328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8336759664932754328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/criatividade-com-maca.html' title='Criatividade com maçã'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TKU3kY7sn_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/B8fhvH8qNHE/s72-c/ma%C3%A7a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-999874733028120295</id><published>2010-09-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T19:01:22.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como começa o FICAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.acessa.com/viver/arquivo/psique/2007/03/28-psique/ficar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.acessa.com/viver/arquivo/psique/2007/03/28-psique/ficar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://paraisocity.flogbrasil.terra.com.br/fotos/f/1/8/paraisocity/1152408577.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É só uma combinação de duas palavras:&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIBERDADE&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;ATITUDE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O menino não vai chegar em cima se achar que não tem chance com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se ele chegar em cima, putz.. dificilmente não rola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você não tem a intenção de assumir nada sério cuidado pois pode magoá-lo. Doença de coração dói.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ficar é a arte do beijar sem compromisso. Pegou e pronto não te conheço. Chato isso né. Será que Deus faria isso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tá, mas nesse post não vamos discutir isso não. Era só pra dizer as duas palavras, mas acabei escrevendo um pouquinho mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então cuidado com as piscadelas que anda dando por ai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjos e se cuidem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nunca magoe um coração pois você pode estar dentro dele."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-999874733028120295?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/999874733028120295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=999874733028120295' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/999874733028120295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/999874733028120295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-comeca-o-ficar.html' title='Como começa o FICAR?'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1777685159599490621</id><published>2010-09-28T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T18:58:47.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nrbZE7bkT-s/TGOJmJ3IDyI/AAAAAAAAKXY/fFzrk2WsBe8/ATT000088_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800'/><title type='text'>Como você se vê no espelho?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAAlNXGcnDf_0OC2YB1XTl5XOCiJieMehyQrsO1hWlkKVI1yXg2Sl24ESLLtyLBf28gjTz3ZEh1GmGcYPNiZxxugAm1T1UCrRjDSZqNgAVzRv7nWoXi0HtrDF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAAlNXGcnDf_0OC2YB1XTl5XOCiJieMehyQrsO1hWlkKVI1yXg2Sl24ESLLtyLBf28gjTz3ZEh1GmGcYPNiZxxugAm1T1UCrRjDSZqNgAVzRv7nWoXi0HtrDF.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A ditadura feminina é algo que vai além do nosso esforço. Gastamos uma boa quantidade em dinheiro em cosméticos, acessórios e demais utilidades femininas. Nos olhamos no espelho e vemos uma imagem. O exteriótipo de beleza é uniformizado. Mas o que realmente importa não é o que se ve por fora, pois é passageiro, mas o que há por dentro, a beleza interior.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lembrando que "O coração alegre formoseia o rosto." ( Pv. 15.13)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nrbZE7bkT-s/TGOJmJ3IDyI/AAAAAAAAKXY/fFzrk2WsBe8/ATT000088_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 375px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A beleza externa ela é montada como podemos ver o que uma maquiagem e um belo photoshop não faz. Bjão galera e olhem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as fotos ai das nossas celebridades:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5k_YEzfGst4/TIdz34QtZFI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/snI2KBuJr3I/s320/Cameron+Diaz.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAAlNXGcnDf_0OC2YB1XTl5XOCiJieMehyQrsO1hWlkKVI1yXg2Sl24ESLLtyLBf28gjTz3ZEh1GmGcYPNiZxxugAm1T1UCrRjDSZqNgAVzRv7nWoXi0HtrDF.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAAlNXGcnDf_0OC2YB1XTl5XOCiJieMehyQrsO1hWlkKVI1yXg2Sl24ESLLtyLBf28gjTz3ZEh1GmGcYPNiZxxugAm1T1UCrRjDSZqNgAVzRv7nWoXi0HtrDF.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5k_YEzfGst4/TId0In3jrnI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/cErKDaTvEQk/s320/Pen%C3%A9lope+Cruz.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAAlNXGcnDf_0OC2YB1XTl5XOCiJieMehyQrsO1hWlkKVI1yXg2Sl24ESLLtyLBf28gjTz3ZEh1GmGcYPNiZxxugAm1T1UCrRjDSZqNgAVzRv7nWoXi0HtrDF.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; Quando você ver mulheres perfeitas em revistas não leve muita fé. Elas provavelmente sejam fruto de um editor de imagem ou de uma bela maquiagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1777685159599490621?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1777685159599490621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1777685159599490621' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1777685159599490621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1777685159599490621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-voce-se-ve-no-espelho.html' title='Como você se vê no espelho?'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nrbZE7bkT-s/TGOJmJ3IDyI/AAAAAAAAKXY/fFzrk2WsBe8/s72-c/ATT000088_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-744077058604206280</id><published>2010-09-26T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:37:48.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa semana proces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:PkhrIz2U57COTM:http://imgs.animeseuespaco.com/images/cumprimento/boa_semana/SemanaDePaz.gif&amp;amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 265px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh278/meusrecados/engracados/engracados16.jpg" alt="Gifs e Imagens Para seu Orkut" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5457970744248025510?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5457970744248025510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5457970744248025510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5457970744248025510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5457970744248025510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/praticidade-feminina-2_26.html' title='Praticidade Feminina [2]'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh278/meusrecados/engracados/th_engracados16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8772448249357721144</id><published>2010-09-26T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:46:39.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Essas eleições.. tem que rir pra não chorar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzn5RCHMKoI/SH-LlmPgnAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yZaLnQRyfwU/s400/gato%2Bgritando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzn5RCHMKoI/SH-LlmPgnAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yZaLnQRyfwU/s400/gato%2Bgritando.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To aqui precisando de um protetor auricular, é terrivel ver uns dingles de candidatos que é só comédia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem uns dois ex prefeitos aqui da cidade quem tem que rir pra não chorar.. os caras fizeram uma péssima administração e um ta se candidatando a deputado federal e o outro estadual sente a música dos senhores :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Volta, volta a cidade precisa de vc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O outro com um sorriso deslavado na foto me vem com a música:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Vc era feliz e não sabia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Socorrooooooo.. aonde vamos parar.. 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P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;-Romanos 12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;4 Porque assim como em um corpo temos muitos membros, e nem todos os membros têm a mesma operação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;5 Assim nós, que somos muitos, somos um só corpo em Cristo, mas individualmente somos membros uns dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Só pra relembrar uma musiquinha da minhas infância:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu preciso de você, você precisa de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="justify" lang="pt-BR" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nós precisamos de Cristo até o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sem cessar, sem parar sem vacilar, sem tremer, sem chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Sem cessar, sem parar sem vacilar, sem tremer, sem chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-9035892489620748409?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/9035892489620748409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=9035892489620748409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/9035892489620748409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/9035892489620748409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_23.html' title='Somos diferentes, mas em Cristo somos um..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8491511755191907282</id><published>2010-09-22T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T14:29:18.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase de hooje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-Se_tJhsGw/TDEt1ieMXeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AsLw8781BFU/s1600/ouvir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-Se_tJhsGw/TDEt1ieMXeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AsLw8781BFU/s1600/ouvir.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;É quando estamos escutando o nada que estamos propensos a ouvir o TUDO de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Pr. 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Romario e maninha Nininha. Amo vcs..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5879738522131727074?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5879738522131727074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5879738522131727074' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5879738522131727074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5879738522131727074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/homenagem.html' title='Homenagem'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TH12bH2_d3I/AAAAAAAAATU/_9bp67ZGQjU/s72-c/DSC00459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1821264534662539530</id><published>2010-09-20T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:49:58.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cúmulo da preguiça</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJgPEU3z0OI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9JtVwkqg3-c/s1600/agenda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 1221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODpH7FX1OEc/S60jO1Hou0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/7nidWXbbCnQ/s1600/culto.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-8976896942846877638?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8976896942846877638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8976896942846877638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8976896942846877638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8976896942846877638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/da-um-gloria-ai-tambem.html' title='Dá um glória ai também'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODpH7FX1OEc/S60jO1Hou0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/7nidWXbbCnQ/s72-c/culto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-2664349243447599881</id><published>2010-09-19T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:59:20.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exaltando o nome de Deus em todo o lugar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ha.. pra quem não sabia eu canto.  esse é um presente maravilhoso que Deus em deu. Tive a oportunidade de exaltar o nome do Senhor na última semana lá no trabalho com meu professor de música e minha amiga Suh( meninaaosolhosdopai.blogspot.com) fez uma edição do jornal e to mandando aqui proces.. Bjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1 Coríntios 10:31: “ Portanto, quer comais, quer bebais ou façais outra coisa qualquer, fazei tudo para a glória de Deus ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJZoz77RqrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rfH6J-m8RfI/s400/reduc.bmp" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 276px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518713634858052274" /&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/1138877994928832527-2664349243447599881?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/2664349243447599881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=2664349243447599881' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2664349243447599881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/2664349243447599881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/exaltando-o-nome-de-deus-em-todo-o.html' title='Exaltando o nome de Deus em todo o lugar..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJZoz77RqrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rfH6J-m8RfI/s72-c/reduc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8998762673586379319</id><published>2010-09-18T20:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:12:46.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como anda o seu relacionamento com Deus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um exemplo de conversa virtual é a que levamos no MSN. Lá nos encontramos com amigos, ou não, pra teclar com uma galera que até pode ser seu vizinho, colega ou um desconhecido que chamamos de amigo virtual. Por vezes levamos horas no msn, madrugada a dentro, o tempo passa que você nem sente. Disponibilizando horas do nosso tempo para os nossos amigos virtuais. Mas como será que anda a nossa vida com Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJWJMcXhLhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TDulApTnCAI/s400/msn.bmp" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 108px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518467765278682642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tenho vivido a minha própria vida de forma que ando ocupada pra Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tenho estado ausente da presença dEle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Distante a ponto que me sinto invisivel, sem sentir mais a presença de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Quando Deus nos criou Ele nos fez para que pudéssemos viver para Ele, para que o adorássemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A nossa vida tem que ser uma vida disponível para o Senhor. Quando nos colocamos nessa posição estamos deixando claro de que podemos ser chamados para uma atividade ou conversa quando Ele quiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;{João 3.8}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O vento sopra onde quer, e ouves a sua voz; mas não sabes donde vem, nem para onde vai; assim é todo aquele nascido do espirito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;entende-se está disponivel para Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.( grifo meu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Que o Senhor nos mude para que deixemos esse estamos de ocupado, invisível ou ausente para Deus e nos coloquemos online para Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ps: Somente no modo disponível podemos ser chamados atenção e nos atentarmos para algo de importante que Deus quer nos falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1138877994928832527-8998762673586379319?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8998762673586379319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8998762673586379319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8998762673586379319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8998762673586379319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-anda-o-seu-relacionamento-com-deus_191.html' title='Como anda o seu relacionamento com Deus?'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJWJMcXhLhI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TDulApTnCAI/s72-c/msn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-5342963665322362411</id><published>2010-09-18T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:03:48.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sete questões para pensarmos ... Eleições 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lQ3iwScDFzg/TJRsqbAdsPI/AAAAAAAAKvA/bsj-IX7yfUE/s1600/Eliseu+Antonio+Gomes+_+E.A.G+_+Belverede+_+UBE+Blogs_+n%C3%A3o+falo+n%C3%A3o+ou%C3%A7o+n%C3%A3o+escuto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lQ3iwScDFzg/TJRsqbAdsPI/AAAAAAAAKvA/bsj-IX7yfUE/s1600/Eliseu+Antonio+Gomes+_+E.A.G+_+Belverede+_+UBE+Blogs_+n%C3%A3o+falo+n%C3%A3o+ou%C3%A7o+n%C3%A3o+escuto.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(76, 76, 76); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Já que estamos falando de eleições lá vai mais uma que vi e achei muito interessante lá do do blog da UBE( União de Blogueiros Evangélicos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 - As pesquisas eleitorais não devem ser consideradas como método de escolha de candidato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não é porque alguém aparece em primeiro lugar que este alguém realmente está lá. Os institutos de pesquisas não perguntam para todos os eleitores brasileiros quem eles têm predileção. Então, por mais aproximadas que as amostragens estejam da verdade, sempre estarão na condição de espectro e jamais de realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E, se por acaso, o intituto de pesquisa estiver certo ao apontar o candidato que está em primeiro lugar no pleito eleitoral, esta situação não deve influenciar o eleitor a votar no tal político felizardo. Vote por você mesmo, e não por influência de instituições ou terceiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 - Dupla cidadania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Se a Bíblia é a regra de fé do cristão, o conteúdo dela tem, sim, que ser considerada na hora do voto. Isso é ser coerente, não é ação contradizente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O Estado é laico, mas a sociedade não é. Quando o cristão vota de maneira pensada, escolhendo quem tenha pensamentos alinhados com o cristianismo ele prova ser inteligente e estar de acordo com a fé que tem em Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Então, usemos a urna com sabedoria, votemos em nosso favor, jamais votemos em quem é anticristão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 - Executivo e Legislativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O Congresso Nacional cria leis e o presidente sanciona ou rejeita as leis criadas. Conscientemente, como cidadão, o cristão deve votar no canditado a presidente que estiver mais alinhado com as suas ideias e fé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No Congresso Nacional, políticos cristãos lutam para barrar leis antibíblicas. Essa oposição cristã precisa continuar nas próximas gestões, aumentar inclusive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A Igreja de Cristo não quer o aborto e outras práticas anticristãs sancionadas. Então, não convém eleger uma pessoa ao cargo de presidente que esteja disposto a aprovar projetos de leis estranhos e contrários ao cristianismo. É preciso trocar a filosofia edonista assentada na cadeira presidencial, evitar que o próximo presidente seja alguém com a mentalidade disposta a sancionar os projetos pró-aborto, anticristãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não faz sentido dizer “sigo a Cristo” e entregar o voto (dar autoridade política) para quem diz “Deus não existe”, e/ou “vamos criar leis contra a religião”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4 - Não se deixe levar pelas propagandas fúteis do Horário Eleitoral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Procure perceber o grau de intensidade da ação de marqueteiros políticos. Eles tentam vender ideias, deputados estaduais e federais, senadores, governadores e presidentes, igual elaboram peças publicitárias de sabão em pó ou frigideiras. A propaganda política tenta transformar gente carrancuda em sorridente. As estratégias de publicidade se parecem com "compre a assadeira X e todos os seus problemas acabaram". O consumidor compra o produto que não funciona, o fabricante não troca o produto quebrado e não devolve o dinheiro. Incrível!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5 - Vamos abortar o voto em candidatos favoráveis à legalização do aborto, PL 122/2006 e PNDH 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O partido do Lula contraria declaradamente a Palavra de Deus, tenta calar a voz da Igreja de Cristo com leis infames como o PL 122/2006 e o PNDH-3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O PL 122/2006 quer criminalizar quem prega a Palavra de Deus, quer colocar na cadeia cristãos pagadores de impostos, tratá-los como bandidos pelo simples fato deles mencionarem que na Bíblia Sagrada existe a declaração que a prática homossexual é pecado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No caso do PNDH-3, tenta legalizar o aborto e a profissão de prostituta, ensinar candomblé nas escolas e ao mesmo tempo proibir os símbolos cristãos em locais públicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aborto! Eu apóio só um tipo de aborto. Quem dera todos os cristãos abortassem a ideia de votar em políticos aborteiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Como cristãos, não é conveniente dar aval para quem queira se eleger - viver às custas de altos salários do erário público -  e agir contra a vida humana. Portanto, não votemos , e se possível façamos campanhas contra todos os candidatos que desejam descriminalizar o aborto e quem apóie o conteúdo do PNDH-3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6 - Crente não pode votar em crente? Pode, sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Os crentes em Jesus Cristo precisam escolher bem ao votar, saber escolher quem após eleito dê passos de acordo com a mentalidade cristã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O Estado é laico, mas a sociedade não é. E dentro desta condição todo cristão precisa agir pela fé, votar apenas em quem não é contra dogmas cristãos e respeite os conceitos bíblicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Estamos em momento de decisão eleitoral, e para que os desejos de partidos anticristãos não se realizem é preciso que os cristãos votem conscientes, com o objetivo de afastar da vida política quem não está representando o ideal cristão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Solicitar que o irmão vote em irmão não é uma solicitação com a finalidade de institucionalizar a religião, colocá-la no Poder. É fazer valer o que cremos enquanto cidadãos cristãos e evitar que apareçam leis contra a cristandade brasileira. Este ato é o mesmo que olhar para o amanhã e fazer com que o futuro seja o que sonhamos para nossos filhos, netos e bisnetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7 - O pastor e sua sugestão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Todos os cidadãos podem e devem apoiar uma candidatura que se alinhe com seus pensamentos e ideais de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando os pastores ensinam o rebanho sobre a responsabilidade do voto, dão apoio aos canditados alinhados com o cristianismo, eles não estão praticando a tentativa de voto de cabresto, apenas estão exercendo sua influência de liderança comunitária. É direito democrático que lhes compete. Não é crime indicar candidatos e nem fazer propaganda eleitoral. Basta seguir as regras eleitorais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; E.A.G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ubeblogs.net/"&gt;http://www.ubeblogs.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5342963665322362411?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5342963665322362411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5342963665322362411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5342963665322362411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5342963665322362411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/sete-questoes-para-pensarmos-eleicoes.html' title='Sete questões para pensarmos ... 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Quero que meu voto seja direcionado por Deus. Nuca falei aqui de politica, mas quero mostrar pra vcs um video bem interessante sobre algumas leis que estão a porta. Vejam, é bem interessante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILwU5GhY9MI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILwU5GhY9MI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-3529711308054865085?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/3529711308054865085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=3529711308054865085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3529711308054865085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3529711308054865085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/eleicoes-2010-deus-tenha-misericordia.html' title='Eleições 2010- Deus tenha misericórdia de nós'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-6365075440710111193</id><published>2010-09-16T18:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:06:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trazendo a arca- Serás sempre Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Esse vídeo falou muito ao meu coração na emana passada, é um vídeo sobre um testemunho do missionário Alexander. Deus abençoe a vocês e fale a cada coração. E que o Senhor nos desperte a nos importamos mais com as pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sceFEMegR4g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sceFEMegR4g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6365075440710111193?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6365075440710111193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6365075440710111193' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6365075440710111193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6365075440710111193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/trazendo-arca-seras-sempre-deus.html' title='Trazendo a arca- Serás sempre Deus'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-2754206845810655321</id><published>2010-09-15T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:58:03.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um abraço procês e boa noite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJF5c-y5GsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/n8TmaeEXf7Q/s1600/abra%C3%A7o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 267px;" src="http://naomordamaca.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/idade_namoro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Arranjar um namorado, ou namorada, na igreja, não é tarefa das mais penosas. Claro que há algumas dificuldades – timidez excessiva, imaturidade, excesso de concorrência etc –, mas a fé comum, no caso de pretendentes e pretendidos, costuma abrir as portas dos corações. Mas se você anda à procura de uma cara-metade e acha que a coisa está difícil, preste atenção a estas dicas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 1) Evite ser um mala, do tipo que pega no pé. Se você gosta de alguém, demonstre isso, mas não seja excessivamente oferecido. Se a outra parte achá-lo inconveniente, pode dizer adeus;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2) Ao terminar o culto, não vá embora correndo. É naqueles happy hours gospel, tanto na cantina da igreja como na lanchonete da esquina, que as coisas costumam acontecer. O papo rola mais fácil entre um hambúrguer e um guaraná. Mas nada de sumir na hora da pregação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 3) Respeitando as posturas de sua igreja quanto a usos e costumes, procure melhorar sua estampa. Não precisa gastar fortunas em roupas de grife – basta uma caprichada. No caso dos rapazes, atenção com as peças descombinadas, tipo camisa xadrez e calça listrada. Elas acham isso um crime! E, para as garotas, adereços discretos, como bijuterias elegantes e maquiagem simples, costumam fazer milagres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 4) Não perca os retiros. O clima, nessas ocasiões, é dos mais favoráveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5) Limpeza e cuidados com a higiene pessoal são fundamentais para os dois sexos. Desleixo é imperdoável e reduzem suas chances a praticamente zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 6) Ninguém deve cometer o absurdo de usar os ministérios da igreja para apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;recer, mas se você se destacar de alguma maneira na comunidade, vai aumentar consideravelmente suas chances. Participar do grupo de louvor é um excelente caminho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 7) Procure observar as características espirituais de seu alvo. Se a pessoa for daquelas mais chegadas a reuniões de oração, consagrações, vigílias e jejuns, aí, meu amigo ou minha amiga, não tem jeito – você vai ter que se enquadrar e tentar acompanhar o ritmo. Mesmo se o namoro não pintar, você sai ganhando: terá colocado a vida espiritual em dia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 8) Fique de olho na família da pessoa paquerada. Seja sempre atencioso, mesmo com aqueles irmãos menores que insistem em ficar por perto quando tudo o que você quer é estar a sós com ele ou ela. A mãe, e quem sabe futura sogra, também é estratégica – se você conseguir convencê-la de que é uma pessoa responsável e temente a Deus, já terá meio caminho andado. O indicador de aceitação costum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJAko4n_MMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/opwEmcpZ82U/s200/namoro.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516949828342329538" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a ser o convite para um almoço de domingo. Mas cuidado: mesmo que lhe sirvam jiló ensopado, faça a melhor das caras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 9) Finalmente, peça a Deus que lhe dê orientação e que cumpra sua vontade nesta área de sua vida. Afinal, ele o ama e quer o melhor para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1138877994928832527-5287715827864591591?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5287715827864591591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5287715827864591591' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5287715827864591591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5287715827864591591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/dicas-de-como-desencalhar-segundo.html' title='Dicas de como desencalhar - segundo a vontade de Deus'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJAko4n_MMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/opwEmcpZ82U/s72-c/namoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-242595519865706022</id><published>2010-09-13T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T12:31:09.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHgug3Na0Hyl1v4uakLnh9Q19hMHJCfGQQJAUfYGkVMqvmPI-mozgUovJyeYAvWOng4T1iIrxvFoMHEJVu2m6isAm1T1UPiP7vTLFbPT26mDjqj5DpRfC1Ad.jpg'/><title type='text'>Operação Santidade dificil mesmo é não ficar na blitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala sério, vou desabafar com vocês. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempo atrás estava tendo a campanha dos 40 dias de propósitos la na igreja e eu já havia falado isso pra vcs. Até ai tudo bem. O que eu não contei foi que eu fiz um propósito para esses dias que era o de ficar na santidade por 40 dias. Foi dificil, mas consegui...Nunca vi, parece que quanto mais eu orava mais tentação me aparecia consegui ficar 40 dias sem ficar. Huhull..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que eu não contava é que eu já estou no 57º dia .. Caraca... vou até colocar aqui um selinho do operação santidade pois eu apoio e espero que consiga mais uns tempos ai, porque falar é fácil, dificil mesmo é fazer. To ocupando a mente pra não pensar em ninguém com essas intenções. Fala sério, até to estudando pra faculdade, nunca fiz tanto trabalho nesses 4 anos de facul. Conseguindo eu posto aqui pra vocês.. 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font-size: 13px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• A vida é maravilhosa. Sem ele, estaríamos todos mortos. Bom dia, cambada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;• Engraçado que, nessa hora, você luta para dormir. E mais tarde, depois do almoço, você luta para ficar acordado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;• Se você não consegue mudar alguma coisa para melhor, não se preocupe. Existem mais incompetentes no mundo além de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Há sempre um pouco de verdade por trás da "Brincadeira". Emoção por trás do "Eu não me importo." E retardo mental por trás dos coloridos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Dica: Quando alguém lhe fizer uma pergunta a que você não gostaria de responder, sorria e pergunte: "Por que quer saber?" Uma ótima saída.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• A prática leva à perfeição. Ninguém é perfeito. Por que então a prática?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Depois dos políticos, a maior mentira é: "Eu li e concordo com os termos de uso".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Ex-namorado é chamado de "EX" para servir como "exemplo" e você não errar mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Pessoas que choram pelo leite derramado são aquelas que nunca derramaram uma Coca Cola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Cinderela é a responsável pelo consumismo das mulheres. Foi ela que mostrou que um par de sapatos pode mudar a vida de uma mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Aquele cara que sempre deixa qualquer mulher de boca aberta: O dentista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• São Paulo é o único lugar em que você ver o ar que respira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;• Tecnicamente, eu não estou discutindo, só estou explicando porque eu estou certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1911962445711193845?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1911962445711193845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1911962445711193845' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1911962445711193845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1911962445711193845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/frases-pra-abrir-semana-la-do.html' title='Frases pra abrir a semana. la do profetirando'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1658221663235466285</id><published>2010-09-11T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:48:36.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Triste realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TIyv-Bcnn3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/lJp7SQUVlJs/s1600/7acf2c6a-8c1a-44a6-be9b-f080197e5fd7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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A doença</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recebi uma vez por e-mail.. bem legal, pra pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine que é uma típica tarde de sexta - feira e você está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dirigindo em direção à sua casa.Você sintoniza o rádio. O noticiário está falando de coisas de pouca importância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você ouve que numa cidadezinha distante morreram 3 pessoas de uma gripe, até então, totalmente desconhecida. Não presta muita atenção ao tal acontecimento e esquece o assunto. Na segunda-feira, quando acorda, escuta que já não são 3, mas 30.000, as pessoas mortas pela tal gripe, nas colinas remotas da Índia. Um grupo do Controle de Doenças dos EUA foi investigar o caso. Na terça-feira, já é a notícia mais importante, ocupando a primeira página de todos os jornais, pois já não é só na Índia, mas também no Paquistão, Irã e Afeganistão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enfim, a notícia se espalha pelo mundo. Estão chamando a doença de ' La Influenza Misteriosa', e todos se perguntam: Que faremos para controlá-la?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então, uma notícia surpreende a todos: A Europa fecha suas fronteiras. A França não recebe mais vôos da Índia, nem de outros países dos quais se tenham comentado de casos da tal doença. Por causa do fechamento das fronteiras,você está ligado em todos os meios de comunicação, para manter-se informado da situação e, de repente, ouve que uma mulher declarou que num dos hospitais da França, um homem está morrendo por causa da tal 'Influenza Misteriosa'. Começa o pânico na Europa. As informações dizem que, quando você contrai o vírus, é questão de uma semana de vida. Em seguida, as pessoas têm 4 dias de sintomas horríveis e morrem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Inglaterra também fecha suas fronteiras, mas já é tarde. No dia seguinte, o presidente dos EUA fecha também suas fronteiras para Europa e Ásia, para evitar a entrada do vírus no país, até que encontrem a cura.No dia seguinte, as pessoas começam a se reunir nas igrejas, em oração pela descoberta da cura, quando, de repente, entra alguém na igreja, aos gritos: ' Liguem o rádio! Liguem o rádio! Duas mulheres morreram em Nova York !'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em questão de horas, parece que a coisa invadiu o mundo inteiro.Os cientistas continuam trabalhando na descoberta de um antídoto, mas nada funciona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De repente, vem a notícia esperada: conseguiram decifrar o código de DNA do vírus. É possível fabricar o antídoto! É preciso, para isso, conseguir sangue de alguém que não tenha sido infectado pelo vírus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Corre por todo o mundo, a notícia de que as pessoas devem ir aos hospitais fazer análise de seu sangue e doar para a fabricação do antídoto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você vai de voluntário com toda sua família, juntamente com alguns vizinhos, perguntando-se, o que acontecerá. Será este o final do mundo? De repente, o médico sai gritando um nome que leu em seu caderno. O menor dos seus filhos está ao seu lado, se agarra na sua jaqueta, e lhe diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pai? Esse é meu nome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E antes que você possa raciocinar, estão levando seu filho, e você grita:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Esperem!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E eles respondem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Tudo está bem! O sangue dele está limpo, e é sangue puro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Achamos que ele tem o sangue que precisamos para o antídoto.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois de 5 longos minutos, saem os médicos chorando e rindo ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E é a primeira vez que você vê alguém rindo em uma semana.O médico mais velho se aproxima de você e diz: - 'Obrigado, senhor! O sangue de seu filho é perfeito, está limpo puro, o antídoto finalmente poderá ser fabricado.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A notícia se espalha por todos os lados. As pessoas estão orando e rindo de felicidade. Nisso, o médico se aproxima de você e de sua esposa, e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-'Posso falar-lhes um momento? Não sabíamos que o doador seria uma criança e precisamos que o senhor assine uma autorização para usarmos o sangue de seu filho.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando você está lendo, percebe que não colocaram a quantidade de sangue que vão usar, e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Mas, qual a quantidade de sangue que vão usar?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O sorriso do médico desaparece e ele responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- 'Não pensávamos que fosse uma criança. Não estávamos preparados...Precisamos de todo o sangue de seu filho...'Você não pode acreditar no que ouve e trata de contestar:'Mas...mas...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O médico insiste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-'O senhor não compreende? Estamos falando da cura para o mundo inteiro! Por favor, assine! Nós precisamos de todo o sangue!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você, então, pergunta:-'Mas vocês não podem fazer-lhe uma transfusão?'E vem a resposta:'Se tivéssemos sangue puro, poderíamos. Assine! Por favor, assine!" Em silêncio, e sem ao menos poder sentir a caneta na mão, você assina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perguntam-lhe: -'Quer ver seu filho agora?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ele caminha na direção da sala de emergência onde se encontra seu filho, que está sentado na cama, e ele diz: -'Papai!? Mamãe!? O que está acontecendo?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O pai segura na mão dele e fala: -'Filho, sua mãe e eu lhe amamos muito e jamais permitiríamos que lhe acontecesse algo que não fosse necessário, você entende?" O médico regressa e diz:-'Sinto muito senhor, precisamos começar, gente do mundo inteiro está morrendo, o senhor pode sair?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nisso, seu filho pergunta: -'Papai? Mamãe? Por que vocês estão me abandonando?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E na semana seguinte, quando fazem uma cerimônia para honrar o seu filho, algumas pessoas ficam em casa dormindo, e outras não vêm, porque preferem fazer um passeio ou assistir um jogo de futebol na TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E outras veêm, mas como se realmente não estivessem se importando. Aí você tem vontade de parar e gritar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- MEU FILHO MORREU POR VOCÊS!!! NÃO SE IMPORTAM COM ISSO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez isso é o que DEUS nos quer dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-MEU FILHO MORREU POR VOCÊS!!! NÃO SABEM O QUANTO EU OS AMO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É curioso como é simples para algumas pessoas debocharem de Deus, e dizer que não entendem como o mundo caminha de mal para pior. É curioso como acreditamos em tudo aquilo que lemos nos jornais, mas questionamos as palavras de Deus. É curioso como todos querem ir para o Céu, mas nada fazem para merecê-lo. É curioso como as pessoas dizem: 'Eu creio em Deus!', mas com suas ações, mostram totalmente o contrário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É curioso como você consegue enviar centenas de piadas através de um correio eletrônico, mas quando recebe uma mensagem a respeito de Deus, pensas duas vezes antes de compartilhá-la com os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É curioso como a luxúria, crua, vulgar e obscena, passa livremente através do espaço, mas a discussão pública de DEUS é suprimida nas escolas e locais de trabalho. CURIOSO, NÃO É?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É curioso como me preocupo com o que as pessoas pensam de mim, mas não me preocupo com aquilo que DEUS possa pensar de mim. Depois de terminar de ler esta mensagem, se realmente sentir em seu coração que deve compartilhá- la, envie aos seus amigos. Talvez eles estejam precisando, exatamente, de ler uma mensagem como esta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pensem nisso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1138877994928832527-56501829132883957?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/56501829132883957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=56501829132883957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/56501829132883957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/56501829132883957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/pra-pensar-doenca.html' title='Pra pensar.. A doença'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-3709607254812025387</id><published>2010-09-11T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:55:35.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esses caras se acham..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TAvsRBq5v6I/AAAAAAAABYs/cOxqg_hc8UM/s1600/tipos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 1248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TAvsRBq5v6I/AAAAAAAABYs/cOxqg_hc8UM/s1600/tipos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-3709607254812025387?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/3709607254812025387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=3709607254812025387' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3709607254812025387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/3709607254812025387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/esses-caras-se-acham.html' title='Esses caras se acham..'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TAvsRBq5v6I/AAAAAAAABYs/cOxqg_hc8UM/s72-c/tipos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-3257120960089323770</id><published>2010-09-11T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:51:39.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaga para nós mulheres, confesso que preciso de uma dessas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TCp38mGki2I/AAAAAAAABbc/ns1GeLMlo14/s1600/women_parking.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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hoje é sábado, nada pra fazer( apesar de que eu devia estar fazendo-&lt;i&gt; GERUNDIO-&lt;/i&gt;o trabalhado da faculdade) que tal uma praia com esse sábado ensolarado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TFCq1T_8fpI/AAAAAAAABqM/BYhHQL1QKyw/s1600/farofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TFCq1T_8fpI/AAAAAAAABqM/BYhHQL1QKyw/s1600/farofa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5073197699924911411?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5073197699924911411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5073197699924911411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5073197699924911411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5073197699924911411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/sabado-de-sol.html' title='Sábado de sol'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TFCq1T_8fpI/AAAAAAAABqM/BYhHQL1QKyw/s72-c/farofa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8866402635262821456</id><published>2010-09-11T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:38:09.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversa com Deus no dia do julgamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TE9hptaTWCI/AAAAAAAABps/ELXDzjFuja4/s1600/juizo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 657px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TE9hptaTWCI/AAAAAAAABps/ELXDzjFuja4/s1600/juizo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-8866402635262821456?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8866402635262821456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8866402635262821456' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8866402635262821456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8866402635262821456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/conversa-com-deus-no-dia-do-julgamento.html' title='Conversa com Deus no dia do julgamento'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/TE9hptaTWCI/AAAAAAAABps/ELXDzjFuja4/s72-c/juizo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-7010503328757984453</id><published>2010-09-11T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T12:03:52.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praticidade Feminina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/THFXXX3DB1I/AAAAAAAABzY/y8EDJhcup0s/s1600/banho.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/THFXXX3DB1I/AAAAAAAABzY/y8EDJhcup0s/s1600/banho.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 125px;" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1138877994928832527-7010503328757984453?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/7010503328757984453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=7010503328757984453' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7010503328757984453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/7010503328757984453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/09/praticidade-feminina.html' title='Praticidade Feminina'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2LD9qei9Hog/THFXXX3DB1I/AAAAAAAABzY/y8EDJhcup0s/s72-c/banho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1510209751479007298</id><published>2010-09-06T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:40:27.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que fazer quando um namoro termina..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language: PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;O término de um relacionamento é terrível, é uma dor insuportável, parece que o coração quer saltar pra fora de tanta dor. Parece que  seu mundo vai acabar, isso acontece principalmente quando ele que termina com você. Mas e ai o que fazer quando parece se seu navio ta afundando?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language: PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;            Mas antes quero te dizer que você não é a única, milhares de pessoas já passaram por isso ou estão passando por essa fossa nesse exato momento. Essa dor eu já senti e é imediatamente, foi por um garoto lindo chamado Mike. É uma dor realmente grande, seu ânimo fica lá me baixo, é uma deprê total , vazio imenso.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language: PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 35.4pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas antes olha ai o  que a palavra de Deus diz a seu respeito..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 35.4pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jovens sois fortes..” (IJo.2.14b) e você pode sair dessa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lembre-se que tudo está no controle de Deus. Ele não vai dar nada além do que você não pode suportar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;            Ficar pensando nele não vai te ajudar de nada. Só vai fazer você ficar pensando no amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TIWDoz8ZjDI/AAAAAAAAATs/BfDz-s_Sm9g/s200/tristi.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513958055946587186" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; que você sente, e no que que você fez pra ele ter terminado com você, no que estaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; acontecendo se ele não tivesse terminado, os bons momentos que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; passaram juntos.... e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;volta a chorar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; mas SAI dessa não trate como prioridade quem te trata como opção. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Deus tem algo muito melhor pra você. Alguém que te ame de verdade e que valorize. Alguém que te ajude a cumprir o chamado de Deus para sua vida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Esse momento que você está passando, aproveite porque serve de aprendizado, Deus quer que você confie nEle e saiba que Ele pode preencher esse vazio do seu coração.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;            Volte a ter horários com antigas amizades sadias, eles a ajudarão a passar por essa fase, apoiando você nesse momento árduo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ocupe a mente com a palavra de Deus pois ela lhe fortalecerá e lhe dará alívio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Venha a mim todos vocês que estão cansados de carregar suas pesadas cargas e lhes darei descanso( Mt 11.28)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Coloque em sua agenda outras prioridades sem ele, é claro.Vai ao shopping, teatro, sai com as meninas, vai dançar, veja a movimentação da rua, por que se você ficar sozinha, vai pensar em quem, em quem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;? Haha, não é difícil, lógico que você vai pensar naquele bobão, príncipe perfeito, buáhh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lembro que quando o Mike terminou comigo foi uma dor terrível, uma dor, um vazio imenso, mas tive todo apoio daqueles amigos e parentada que sabia que ele não era a melhor pessoa pra mim. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Meu pai me apoiando me levou ao shopping e como quis joga energia pra fora e não chorar fomos ao parque, e lá aprendi um jogo que amo até hoje, que é aquela máquina de dança. Já na outra semana comecei a freqüentar a gospel nigth, sempre fui muito caseira, foram horas que nem lembrei daquele que estava me fazendo passar por aquela dor horrivel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Se integre mais com o grupo de jovens da igreja. Deixa de ser anti-social.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Renove seu armário, esconda aquelas fotos e ursinhos que ele te deu, tire tudo que te faz mal e que faz com que você lembre do dito cujo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E por fim e não menos importante, interaja com a galera, ande mais com outros solteiros, vai nas festas, de preferência as que não forem românticas, e isso ai curta a vida com Cristo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:35.4pt"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PT-BRfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 35.4pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Constantia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Meninas vamos as vantagem em ser solteira..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 35.4pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Constantia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;O solteiro pode ler seu livro, jornal ou revista sem ser atrapalhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           O solteiro pode ver seus filmes e programas de TV preferidos, sem ter que ouvir opiniões ou reclamações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;           O solteiro tem mais tempo para os amigos e para fazer o que gosta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           O solteiro pode ver seus filmes e programas de TV preferidos, sem ter que ouvir opiniões ou reclamações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;            O solteiro tem mais tempo para os amigos e para fazer o que gosta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            O solteiro não precisa agüentar discussões intermináveis, quando o relacionamento não vai bem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;O solteiro não tem nenhum motivo para sentir ciúme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            O solteiro não precisa gastar fortunas com telefonemas ou com as despesas da casa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Você vai ao cinema ver filmes com o Brad Pitt. Nada de Rambo ou A Roch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Ter mais tempo pra amigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;            Comer chocolate e sorvete sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-style:italic"&gt; se preocupar em engordar,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;brincadeirinha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; 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mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;Você tem mais tempo pras coisas de Deus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 35.4pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 55px; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E a principal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Você tem mais tempo pras coisas de Deus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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Ixxi.. sinto muito,  dificilmente muda no casamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5jtq0y8vwA/S3xUDI8_goI/AAAAAAAABok/XNn4CleM6Dw/s400/princesa+sapo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W5jtq0y8vwA/S3xUDI8_goI/AAAAAAAABok/XNn4CleM6Dw/s400/princesa+sapo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ci.i.uol.com.br/noticias/2009/11/a_princesa_e_o_sapo_560.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJ7vY30MoiI/SyavGhsTTaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1fyhwkOFpT0/S730/princesa_sapo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Um grande número de mulheres estão namorando caras achando que podem mudá-los ou transformá-los no homem que ela querem que eles sejam. Seria muito melhor procurar por um homem que seja o que vocês esperam. Meninas, se ele é um sapo, você não conseguirá transformá-lo em um príncipe encantado. Você precisa seguir em frente. Eu não sei o que há na psique feminina que faz com que as mulheres pensem que o cara será diferente quando ele estiver casado.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não gosta do fato dele não ser um dedicado seguidor de Jesus, ou que ele fuma ou é um pateta, ou o que quer que seja (você preenche o espaço em branco), mas acha que por alguma "força mágica cósmica", ele vai ser diferente assim que casar, você está enganando a si mesma. Mulheres dizem que querem um homem confiável e temente a Deus, alguém com um bom emprego e uma mãe maravilhosa, mas namoram um cara que fica na cama e assiste televisão ao invés de ir à igreja, que não pode manter um emprego estável, e cuja mãe é uma bruxa. Elas acham que essas coisas irão embora, que não importam ou que podem mudá-lo. Estas senhoras estão dentro de uma tonelada de insanidade.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro, certifique-se de que suas expectativas são realistas. Se a lista inclui um cara que parece um deus grego, é um milionário, adora gatos, tem uma Fada como mãe, canta como Pavarotti e tem toda a Bíblia memorizada nas 3 traduções, você provavelmente não vai encontrá-lo! Seja realista e depois veja quais são os pontos que destoam. Talvez sejam os futuros sogros, ou problemas de saúde, ou valores como a profundidade e comprometimento de sua fé. Você tem que decidir o que pode e não pode viver com, ou viver sem! Mas não se iluda em pensar que aquelas coisas que lhe incomodam e que você não gosta, não importarão durante a estrada matrimonial. Elas vão importar e você vai acabar se perguntando se a estrada que você pegou era um desvio pelo inferno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eu frequentemente escuto as mulheres falando de todas as coisas erradas que se passam com o cretino que estão casadas. Quando lhes pergunto se ele fazia essas coisas antes de se casarem, a resposta é quase sempre...sim! Por favor, pense bem! Se você não gostava dessas coisas antes, então o que te fez pensar que seria diferente depois que "SIMs" fossem ditos? É inexplicável (e até ridículo) o que passa no cérebro de uma mulher que diz: "Mas eu posso mudá-lo!" Homens não pensam dessa forma. Na verdade, a maioria dos homens não querem que a mulher por quem se apaixonaram mude nem um pouco depois do casamento! Eles estão perfeitamente satisfeitos em ter a sua noiva do mesmo jeito para sempre! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Você não pode transformar um homem no que você quer que ele seja ou a &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJ7vY30MoiI/SyavGhsTTaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1fyhwkOFpT0/S730/princesa_sapo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pJ7vY30MoiI/SyavGhsTTaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1fyhwkOFpT0/S730/princesa_sapo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;versão idealizada do que você gostaria que ele fosse. Você precisa encontrar aquele que melhor se adeqüe ao seu molde ... e ele ainda não vai ser perfeito! Haverá sempre coisas no casamento que fazem os homens e mulheres enlouquecerem. Novamente, certifique-se de que suas expectativas são realistas. Se o cara não fizer o tipo, não pense que você pode fazer um "Marido Extreme Makeover" nele. Você só vai trazer muito sofrimento para si mesma e ao pobre que você está tentando remodelar.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Brian De Marco&lt;br /&gt;Pesquisador do comportamento humano, fundador do "Men and Woman´s&lt;br /&gt;Brain Institute" é autor de diversos livros inclusive os best-sellers "Caixas e&lt;br /&gt;Fios – Guia Prático do Comportamento Masculino e Feminino" e "Como&lt;br /&gt;Manter-se Casado e Não Matar Ninguém".&lt;br /&gt;Palestrante do ERC - Encontro de Recém-casados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6204555083798565491?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6204555083798565491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6204555083798565491' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6204555083798565491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6204555083798565491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/08/ele-e-um-sapo-no-namoro-ixxi-sinto.html' title='Ele é um sapo no namoro?? 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TFtlHINTq8I/AAAAAAAAASo/cpSlmmabmuI/s320/minha+vida.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502102542899981250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1032691240707531477?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1032691240707531477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1032691240707531477' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1032691240707531477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1032691240707531477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/08/senhor-toma-minha-vida.html' title='Senhor cuida da minha vida pois a Ti a entrego'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TFtlHINTq8I/AAAAAAAAASo/cpSlmmabmuI/s72-c/minha+vida.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-3360984889597857515</id><published>2010-07-28T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T05:27:17.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letra da musica Quando paro pra pensar- Minitério de Louvor Intimidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quando paro pra pensar em minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não encontro outra razão pra viver Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não ser te amar, a não ser te servir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não ser te obedecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E andar por onde queres que eu vá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando paro pra te ouvir, sinto o teu calor em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando fecho os meus olhos em adoração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me resta nada Senhor somente te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que eu te amo, te quero, tu és meu tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te adoro, te exalto, não há nada melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do que saber que tu És meu Deus Forte, minha Rocha, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVb5NzbFymA/TBo4bFwL2ZI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ZjdZQBsp4q8/s1600/te-amo-meu-jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; 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Adore ao Senhor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://naomordamaca.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/louvor01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 124px;" src="http://naomordamaca.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/louvor01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Adoração é mais que um momento é um estilo de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.novavidacaxias.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/musica-adoracao-igreja-nova-vida-caxias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 147px;" src="http://www.novavidacaxias.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/musica-adoracao-igreja-nova-vida-caxias.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chWdbeHWgUY/S3SDlBZKo7I/AAAAAAAAEhE/7ny8O9po_A4/s320/Minist%C3%A9rio+Viver+e+Adorar+-+Adora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+%282009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chWdbeHWgUY/S3SDlBZKo7I/AAAAAAAAEhE/7ny8O9po_A4/s320/Minist%C3%A9rio+Viver+e+Adorar+-+Adora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+%282009%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida de adorador é uma vida que busca agradar ao Criador;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yvqJdodjpaQ/StX7cmS6BEI/AAAAAAAABys/6IrHUAYHFBs/s400/amor_danca_da_vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yvqJdodjpaQ/StX7cmS6BEI/AAAAAAAABys/6IrHUAYHFBs/s400/amor_danca_da_vida.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adventismoemfoco.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/musica-ellen-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 303px;" src="http://adventismoemfoco.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/musica-ellen-white.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-8275530443445749111?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8275530443445749111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8275530443445749111' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8275530443445749111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8275530443445749111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/07/independente-da-forma-adore-ao-senhor.html' title='Independente da forma... Adore ao Senhor.'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chWdbeHWgUY/S3SDlBZKo7I/AAAAAAAAEhE/7ny8O9po_A4/s72-c/Minist%C3%A9rio+Viver+e+Adorar+-+Adora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+%282009%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-785454472364743792</id><published>2010-07-23T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T04:41:08.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkaCpDRjMN4/Sx20It836-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/0NsQ6ay5ZyQ/s400/8615machucado_thumb[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkaCpDRjMN4/Sx20It836-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/0NsQ6ay5ZyQ/s400/8615machucado_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luNV7gLW1pE/S2Qxb_X_uJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/c10Tmn2AXGs/s400/Jr+17_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luNV7gLW1pE/S2Qxb_X_uJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/c10Tmn2AXGs/s400/Jr+17_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem pode entender o coração humano? Não há nada que engane tanto como ele; está doente demais para ser curado. Eu, o SENHOR, examino os pensamentos e ponho à prova os corações. Eu trato cada pessoa conforme a sua maneira de viver, de acordo com o que ela faz." Jeremias 17.9:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1138877994928832527-785454472364743792?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/785454472364743792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=785454472364743792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/785454472364743792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/785454472364743792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/07/quem-pode-entender-o-coracao-humano-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkaCpDRjMN4/Sx20It836-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/0NsQ6ay5ZyQ/s72-c/8615machucado_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-8365681631749970298</id><published>2010-07-20T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:03:58.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... Agora vivo não mais eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcyh4ZcoPuw/SVzNBfLrRuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/vpfoeOZ58NE/s400/ATgAAAAfANyTlaXKS2oevQL6V_lSwwOOQhKfqFQnWlqQdgAbqlh3EJlSca3F89ZusKmeGzjCbeSflMQaxs22bnhQTdDVAJtU9VDHA48qqlY75VTvPkx7dh3D8MhKuA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcyh4ZcoPuw/SVzNBfLrRuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/vpfoeOZ58NE/s400/ATgAAAAfANyTlaXKS2oevQL6V_lSwwOOQhKfqFQnWlqQdgAbqlh3EJlSca3F89ZusKmeGzjCbeSflMQaxs22bnhQTdDVAJtU9VDHA48qqlY75VTvPkx7dh3D8MhKuA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-8365681631749970298?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/8365681631749970298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=8365681631749970298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8365681631749970298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/8365681631749970298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/07/agora-vivo-nao-mais-eu.html' title='... Agora vivo não mais eu'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcyh4ZcoPuw/SVzNBfLrRuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/vpfoeOZ58NE/s72-c/ATgAAAAfANyTlaXKS2oevQL6V_lSwwOOQhKfqFQnWlqQdgAbqlh3EJlSca3F89ZusKmeGzjCbeSflMQaxs22bnhQTdDVAJtU9VDHA48qqlY75VTvPkx7dh3D8MhKuA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-6278958664739346435</id><published>2010-07-15T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T04:51:39.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me ajuda Senhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.cancaonova.com/curitiba/files/2009/12/deus_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.cancaonova.com/curitiba/files/2009/12/deus_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sinto minhas forças indo embora,&lt;br /&gt;Como um balão de oxigênio que não funciona&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me assim longe da sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço, tomo decisões que não  te agradam&lt;br /&gt;E isso me afasta de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Queria administrar minhas atitudes e aprender a crescer de outra forma,&lt;br /&gt;De forma que te agrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de Ti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto –me impotente diante de tantas adversidade,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que tu podes me mudar e mudar meus sentimentos egoístas&lt;br /&gt;Estou fraco, mas não me deixes, me abrace por favor... Senhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou fraco sou criança não me deixa cair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-6278958664739346435?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/6278958664739346435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=6278958664739346435' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6278958664739346435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/6278958664739346435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-ajuda-senhor.html' title='Me ajuda Senhor'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-2352239743087442158</id><published>2010-07-11T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:55:15.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conduza-me Senhor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ie_xRqRE-6Y/S6QUn3dtRvI/AAAAAAAAALI/Epc7_vtmrMI/s320/-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pra meditar: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Letra da música Tua Visão do Diante do Trono. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estaremos fazendo a abertura dos 40 dias de propósitos na igrejas no dia 18.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Participe!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; 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font-size: medium; color: rgb(105, 117, 157); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Para cada pensamento negativo nosso &lt;img align="ABSBOTTOM" border="0" src="http://giozinhaa.fotopages.com/images/smilies/sad.gif" style="border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; " /&gt; , Deus tem uma resposta positiva &lt;img align="ABSBOTTOM" border="0" src="http://giozinhaa.fotopages.com/images/smilies/bigsmile.gif" style="border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; " /&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Voce diz: "Isso eh impossivel"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Tudo e possivel" (Lucas 18:27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Eu jah estou cansado"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu te darei o repouso" (Mateus 11:28-30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Ninguem me ama de verdade"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu te amo" (Joao 3:16 &amp;amp; Joao 13:34) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Eu nao posso fazer"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Voce pode fazer tudo" (Filipenses 4:13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Doi muito"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu te livrarei da angustia" (Salmos 90:15) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Nao vale a pena"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Tudo vale a pena" (Romanos 8:28) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Eu nao mereco perdao"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu te perdoo (I Epistola de Joao 1:9 &amp;amp; Romanos 8:1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Nao vou conseguir"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu suprirei todas as suas necessidades" (Filipenses 4:19) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Estou com medo"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu nao te dei um espirito de medo" (II Timoteo 1:7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Estou sempre frustrado e preocupado"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Confiai-me todas as suas preocupacoes" (I Pedro 5:7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Eu nao tenho talento suficiente"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu te dou sabedoria" (I Corintios 1:30) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:violet;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Nao tenho fe"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu dei a cada um uma medida de fe" (Romanos 12:3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Voce diz: "Eu me sinto so e desamparado"&lt;br /&gt;Deus diz: "Eu nunca te deixarei nem desampararei"(Hebreus 13:5)&lt;br /&gt;Deus está sempre conosco e nos piores momentos, a melhor forma de ter uma ajuda, um consolo, um palavra de ajuda, de força e fé e se abrir a palavra e Deus tem sempre uma resposta que precisamos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-5636974081062745530?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/5636974081062745530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=5636974081062745530' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5636974081062745530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/5636974081062745530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/06/para-cada-pensamento-negativo-nosso.html' title=''/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-1760843045297668648</id><published>2010-06-19T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:45:41.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedido de socorro de um coração vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0uWETjNsPw/R6CU_R17VUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_8FgfA9mhAc/s320/57613941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0uWETjNsPw/R6CU_R17VUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_8FgfA9mhAc/s320/57613941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pai da-me forças para que apesar das perdas eu continue Te adorando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Minha voz em silêncio, meu coração gritando para poder te sentir a cada momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Em meu coração há como um vazio que sento que estou me distanciando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai socorro, Eu quero estar contigo, de coração, que eu tenha forças e renovo em Ti para te buscar e sentir novamente meu coração batendo por Ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Em do do teu filho Jesus, Amém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-1760843045297668648?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/1760843045297668648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=1760843045297668648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1760843045297668648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/1760843045297668648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/06/pedido-de-socorro-de-um-coracao-vazio.html' title='Pedido de socorro de um coração vazio'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a0uWETjNsPw/R6CU_R17VUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_8FgfA9mhAc/s72-c/57613941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138877994928832527.post-4999493613957929138</id><published>2010-06-06T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T13:08:06.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contato com o Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2230380079_d252a16a50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 318px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2230380079_d252a16a50.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cada vez que nos aproximamos de Deus nos distanciamos do mundo. Quando nos aproximamos do Deus que é cheio dae santidade acabamos por nos distanciar do pecado. Não há como servimos a dois deuses. Deus é santo. É incrível como Deus Ele faz, como preenche o nosso interior . Nós optamos entre seguir a Deus e ao mundo. E quanto mais próximo estamos de um, mais íntimos estamos dele, em detrimento do outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quer se distanciar do pecado, se aproxime mais de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1138877994928832527-4999493613957929138?l=nannamoreira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/feeds/4999493613957929138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1138877994928832527&amp;postID=4999493613957929138' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4999493613957929138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1138877994928832527/posts/default/4999493613957929138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannamoreira.blogspot.com/2010/06/contato-com-o-pai.html' title='Contato com o Pai'/><author><name>Marii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286699247020029645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3O0TfEEgrNg/TJUsuW22vJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/2VV6LBjmvwA/S220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2230380079_d252a16a50_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
