<?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-8392566499312856246</id><updated>2011-11-11T17:25:20.764-02:00</updated><category term='Mensagens'/><category term='Vida'/><category term='Experiência'/><category term='Sátira'/><category term='Raiva'/><category term='Amizade'/><category term='Você'/><category term='Recomeçar'/><category term='Mudança interior'/><category term='Feriadão'/><category term='Criança'/><category term='Comportamento'/><category term='Convivência'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='Educação'/><category term='Saudades'/><category term='Coração'/><category term='Indio'/><category term='Mulher'/><category term='Covardia'/><category term='Aniversário'/><category term='Mudanças'/><category term='Páscoa'/><category term='Amiga'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='Filha'/><category term='Religião'/><category term='mãe'/><category term='Homenagem'/><category term='Rio'/><category term='Aparências'/><category term='Virtudes'/><category term='Confiança'/><category term='Ingratidão'/><title type='text'>Fatos &amp; Dados</title><subtitle type='html'>O AMOR SE DOBRA PARA NÃO SE ROMPER!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1495848155085049609</id><published>2011-09-15T02:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:32:49.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando com as flores...sendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Primavera vem chegando e eu chegando junto com ela...É um bom tempo de retomar esse recanto e contar meus novos contos. Há muito o que mostrar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m5PrewJxy0/TnGSMip-sEI/AAAAAAAABlE/jCyNGq83GDw/s1600/primavera%2B4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m5PrewJxy0/TnGSMip-sEI/AAAAAAAABlE/jCyNGq83GDw/s400/primavera%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu volto mas deixo meu abraço de carinho pra quem passar por aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1495848155085049609?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1495848155085049609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1495848155085049609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1495848155085049609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1495848155085049609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2011/09/primavera-vem-chegando-e-eu-chegando.html' title='Voltando com as flores...sendo'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m5PrewJxy0/TnGSMip-sEI/AAAAAAAABlE/jCyNGq83GDw/s72-c/primavera%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5350710552140215189</id><published>2009-06-26T15:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:30:42.641-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SONS DO SILÊNCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURa267nRI/AAAAAAAABiA/vPjPpiPf7Ms/s1600-h/silencio%20som%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="silencio som" border="0" alt="silencio som" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURcf1FK1I/AAAAAAAABik/GhOOZp3KPkw/silencio%20som%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="386" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um rei mandou seu filho estudar no templo de um grande mestre para se tornar grande pessoa. chegando ao templo, o mestre o mandou sozinho para uma floresta. Ele deveria voltar um ano depois, com a tarefa de descrever todos os sons da floresta.     &lt;br /&gt;Ao retornar, após um ano, o mestre lhe pediu para descrever todos os sons que conseguira ouvir.      &lt;br /&gt;Disse o príncipe; &amp;quot;Mestre, pude ouvir o canto dos pássaros, o barulho das folhas, o alvoroço dos beija-flores, a brisa batendo na grama, o zumbido das abelhas, o barulho do vento cortando os céus...&amp;quot; Terminado o relato, o mestre pediu que o príncipe retornasse a floresta, para ouvir tudo o mais que fosse possível. Intrigado, o príncipe obedeceu… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURc-q635I/AAAAAAAABiI/oC-rpK--bDk/s1600-h/22%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="22" alt="22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURd1nqTaI/AAAAAAAABiM/dJfbCgp1qfQ/22_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="119" height="109" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por dias e noites ficou sozinho ouvindo, ouvindo, ouvindo... mas não conseguiu distingir nada de novo além daquilo que havia dito ao mestre. Porém, certa manhã, começou a distinguir sons vagos, diferentes de tudo o que ouvira antes. E quanto mais prestava atenção, mais claros os sons se tornavam. Uma sensação de encantamento tomou conta do rapaz. Pensou: &amp;quot;Esses devem ser os sons que o mestre queria que eu ouvisse...&amp;quot;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURc-q635I/AAAAAAAABiI/oC-rpK--bDk/s1600-h/22%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="22" alt="22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURd1nqTaI/AAAAAAAABiM/dJfbCgp1qfQ/22_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="119" height="109" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem pressa ficou ouvindo…ouvindo…Queria ter certeza de que estava no caminho certo.Retornando ao templo, o mestre lhe perguntou o que mais conseguira ouvir. Paciente e respeitosamente o príncipe disse: &amp;quot;Mestre, quando prestei atenção pude ouvir o inaudível som das flores se abrindo, o som do Sol nascendo e aquecendo a Terra e da grama bebendo o orvalho da noite...     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURc-q635I/AAAAAAAABiI/oC-rpK--bDk/s1600-h/22%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="22" alt="22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURd1nqTaI/AAAAAAAABiM/dJfbCgp1qfQ/22_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="119" height="109" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mestre sorrindo, acenou com a cabeça em sinal de aprovação, e disse&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;:Ouvir o inaudível é ter a calma&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;necessária&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;para se tornar uma grande&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;pessoa. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Apenas quando se aprende a ouvir o coração das pessoas, seus sentimentos mudos, seus medos não confessados e suas queixas silenciosas, uma pessoa pode inspirar confiança ao seu redor; entender o que está errado e atender as reais necessidades de cada um.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURc-q635I/AAAAAAAABiI/oC-rpK--bDk/s1600-h/22%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="22" alt="22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURd1nqTaI/AAAAAAAABiM/dJfbCgp1qfQ/22_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="119" height="109" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A morte do espírito começa quando as pessoas ouvem apenas as palavras pronunciadas pela boca, sem se atentarem no que vai no interior das pessoas para ouvir os seus sentimentos, desejos e opiniões reais. É preciso, portanto, ouvir o lado inaudível das coisas, o lado não mensurado, mas que tem o seu valor, pois é o lado mais importante do ser humano...&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img title="silencio amigo" alt="silencio amigo" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURfMckXOI/AAAAAAAABiQ/wfd3msTtvwg/silencio%20amigo%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="236" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Cada gota de silêncio é a chance para que um fruto venha amadurecer.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="silencio.gif2" alt="silencio.gif2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURfwuidII/AAAAAAAABiU/icIo_xnV4_Q/silencio.gif2%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“O que guarda a sua boca conserva a sua alma, mas o que abre muito os seus lábios se destrói.”&lt;/strong&gt; Prov13:3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="222" border="0" alt="222" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURgYQBDqI/AAAAAAAABiY/vwNX1l_Ef48/222%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="187" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt; ouvia minha mãe dizer que o silêncio é o melhor conselheiro…é fato! Difícil mantermos a quietude do silêncio diante de uma injustiça, por exemplo, mas é ele quem nos protege de males maiores e nos mostra aquilo que muitas vezes não enchergavamos…. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dominar a língua…uma arte…Um exercício constante…E que não seja pelo “outro”, mas por nós mesmos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURhOI6siI/AAAAAAAABic/F8dLRYENkPg/s1600-h/agrad3%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img title="agrad3" alt="agrad3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SkURh_CLgsI/AAAAAAAABig/n_jHQYY3IxA/agrad3_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="192" height="136" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fique com Deus!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGZvxgs-I/AAAAAAAABhU/geW-cfIdArE/s1600-h/MULHER%20PISCA%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="MULHER PISCA" alt="MULHER PISCA" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGaz5AUTI/AAAAAAAABhY/BWCbN2ZS6x8/MULHER%20PISCA_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="181" height="220" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gente fina, é aquela que é tão especial, que a gente nem percebe, se é gorda, magra, velha, moça, loira, morena, alta ou baixa.       &lt;br /&gt;Ela é gente fina, ou seja, está acima, de qualquer classificação.        &lt;br /&gt;Todos a querem por perto.        &lt;br /&gt;Tem um astral leve, mas sabe aprofundar as questões, quando necessário.        &lt;br /&gt;É simpática, mas não bobalhona.        &lt;br /&gt;É uma pessoa direita, mas não escravizada pelos certos e errados; sabe transgredir, sem agredir.        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina é aquela que é generosa, mas não banana.        &lt;br /&gt;Te ajuda, mas, permite que você cresça sozinho.        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina, diz mais sim do que não, e faz isso naturalmente, não é para agradar.        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina, se sente confortável em qualquer ambiente: num boteco de beira de estrada e num castelo no interior da Escócia.        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina não julga ninguém - tem opinião, apenas.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Um novo começo de era, com gente fina, elegante e sincera&amp;quot;.        &lt;br /&gt;O que mais se pode querer?        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina, não esnoba, não humilha, não trapaceia, não compete e, como o próprio nome diz, não engrossa.        &lt;br /&gt;Não veio ao mundo, pra colocar areia, no projeto dos outros.        &lt;br /&gt;Ela não pesa, mesmo sendo gorda, e não é leviana, mesmo sendo magra.        &lt;br /&gt;Gente fina, é que tinha que virar tendência.        &lt;br /&gt;Porque, colocando na balança, é quem faz toda a diferença.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGbbdKWdI/AAAAAAAABhc/H9EQ779DxcY/s1600-h/4%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="4" alt="4" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGcSyJo3I/AAAAAAAABhg/pelffRZDb6Y/4_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="89" height="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Esse texto da Martha Medeiros já circulou muuuito por ai, mas eu não quero abrir mão de postá-lo também aqui! Muito bonito, muito verdadeiro….Bem, eu acredito nele, né?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="4p0e2hv" border="0" alt="4p0e2hv" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGcvB5QEI/AAAAAAAABhk/1Vw86A2UNQc/4p0e2hv%5B9%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="150" height="77" /&gt; &lt;img title="4p0e2hv" border="0" alt="4p0e2hv" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGcvB5QEI/AAAAAAAABhk/1Vw86A2UNQc/4p0e2hv%5B9%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="150" height="77" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="4764_felizmente" border="0" alt="4764_felizmente" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGdRraavI/AAAAAAAABho/wUyu3Rs_UrY/4764_felizmente%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="238" height="235" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="4p0e2hv" border="0" alt="4p0e2hv" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGcvB5QEI/AAAAAAAABhk/1Vw86A2UNQc/4p0e2hv%5B9%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="150" height="77" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="amizadeimportanteani" alt="amizadeimportanteani" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGeV087oI/AAAAAAAABhs/xE8zAqekemI/amizadeimportanteani%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique com Deus!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2658184406763412097?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2658184406763412097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2658184406763412097&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2658184406763412097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2658184406763412097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/06/gente-finaum-pouco-pra-refletir.html' title='GENTE FINA…um pouco pra refletir…'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjlGaz5AUTI/AAAAAAAABhY/BWCbN2ZS6x8/s72-c/MULHER%20PISCA_thumb.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3127914343346337771</id><published>2009-06-12T10:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:54:15.791-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O AMOR ESTÁ NO AR…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=11093126"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 383px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_sqvIKzJ4hxQ/Sg811Ccvs3I/AAAAAAAAK0k/VoKYgCYceVQ/8a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img title="gifnr14" alt="gifnr14" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjJaNZxN-kI/AAAAAAAABgw/ek5CbXoTzO8/gifnr14%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800" border="0" height="150" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sábio é o ser humano que tem coragem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de ir diante do espelho da sua alma para      &lt;br /&gt;reconhecer seus erros e fracassos e utilizá-los       &lt;br /&gt;para plantar as mais belas sementes       &lt;br /&gt;no terreno de sua inteligência".       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjJaOwfGYKI/AAAAAAAABg0/KDa45nOxmAU/s1600-h/ANJO%20D%20LUZ%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="ANJO D LUZ" alt="ANJO D LUZ" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SjJaQgw0ecI/AAAAAAAABg8/CxR2cZpoq-s/ANJO%20D%20LUZ_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" height="461" width="365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Fique com Deus!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3127914343346337771?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3127914343346337771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3127914343346337771&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3127914343346337771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3127914343346337771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-amor-esta-no-ar.html' title='O AMOR ESTÁ NO AR…'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_sqvIKzJ4hxQ/Sg811Ccvs3I/AAAAAAAAK0k/VoKYgCYceVQ/s72-c/8a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-534460328847953009</id><published>2009-06-03T16:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:03:08.379-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ORAÇÃO DO SILÊNCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img title="anjoserosas" border="0" alt="anjoserosas" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUrlmBsvI/AAAAAAAABf0/N8gFFoDducs/anjoserosas%5B6%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="350" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Pai,&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;que hoje eu possa saber fazer silêncio!        &lt;br /&gt;Que os maus pensamentos se calem         &lt;br /&gt;e que os meus ouvidos sejam surdos         &lt;br /&gt;para más palavras e maledicências.         &lt;br /&gt;Que os meus olhos possam enxergar         &lt;br /&gt;apenas o Bem em todas as coisas         &lt;br /&gt;por pior que elas pareçam.         &lt;br /&gt;Que o meu ego se emudeça e se afaste         &lt;br /&gt;de julgamentos e condenações.         &lt;br /&gt;Que a minha alma se expanda e         &lt;br /&gt;tenha compaixão por todos os seres vivos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUsAq3-EI/AAAAAAAABf4/nK9SY2Qd1U8/s1600-h/barrinha%20de%20rosa%5B8%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="barrinha de rosa" border="0" alt="barrinha de rosa" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUthlrP4I/AAAAAAAABf8/BJKzzduuI0o/barrinha%20de%20rosa_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="69" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que em meu silêncio eu veja que há tempo        &lt;br /&gt;para fazer preces pelos que já se foram.         &lt;br /&gt;Que eu consiga perceber cada recado Teu         &lt;br /&gt;através das Tuas criações.         &lt;br /&gt;Que eu compreenda que a Tua voz         &lt;br /&gt;é a única que me sopra a Verdade         &lt;br /&gt;nas 24 horas dos meus dias.         &lt;br /&gt;Que eu ouça em cada minúsculo ser         &lt;br /&gt;a grandeza da Tua obra.         &lt;br /&gt;Que eu perceba nessa Grandeza o quanto         &lt;br /&gt;és desprovido de orgulho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="barrinha de rosa" border="0" alt="barrinha de rosa" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUuJ9OovI/AAAAAAAABgA/Y2svy27H5xc/barrinha%20de%20rosa%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="69" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pai ,        &lt;br /&gt;que hoje eu possa saber fazer silêncio!         &lt;br /&gt;Que eu saiba calar na hora exata         &lt;br /&gt;e nessa hora lembrar-me de observar         &lt;br /&gt;que na melodia da Vida prevalece a Tua arte         &lt;br /&gt;e, que em meio a qualquer som,         &lt;br /&gt;Tu sempre soarás mais alto         &lt;br /&gt;e jamais hás de calar-Te.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMÉM &lt;font size="1"&gt;(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Silvia Schmidt)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUvA20pOI/AAAAAAAABgE/X_UhLl-cGIg/s1600-h/anjo%20da%20guarda%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" title="anjo da guarda" alt="anjo da guarda" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUwazGv8I/AAAAAAAABgI/8pgsNf8ao14/anjo%20da%20guarda_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Que possamos elevar nossos pensamentos aos céus e pedir a Deus, (SEJA lá qual for o seu credo, ou religião) pelos familiares e amigos das pessoas que estavam naquele avião da Air France…. A dor da dúvida, talvez a pior de todas…Por menor que seja seu desejo, certamente estará fortalecendo uma “corrente” de fé e misericórdia!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu creio que Deus está atento…E você?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="4764_fiquecomdeus" alt="4764_fiquecomdeus" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUwwizQpI/AAAAAAAABgM/JPJFBiOgYlQ/4764_fiquecomdeus%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-534460328847953009?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/534460328847953009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=534460328847953009&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/534460328847953009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/534460328847953009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/06/oracao-do-silencio.html' title='ORAÇÃO DO SILÊNCIO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SibUrlmBsvI/AAAAAAAABf0/N8gFFoDducs/s72-c/anjoserosas%5B6%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8836463682216348462</id><published>2009-05-26T17:21:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:07:43.325-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A MAGIA DO TEMPO.....OU O TEMPO E AS JABOTICABAS, OU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não conhecia esse texto e encontrá-lo me deixou bastante feliz... Não tive oportunidade de saber o nome desse meu (minha) &amp;quot;porta-voz&amp;quot;... Mas quero e faço questão do postar essa verdade aqui! Lindo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ShxTuXLJjgI/AAAAAAAABfM/goHc5kjPNX8/s1600-h/relviddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ShxTuXLJjgI/AAAAAAAABfM/goHc5kjPNX8/s400/relviddd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONTEI meus anos e descobri que terei menos tempo para viver daqui para frente do que já vivi até agora. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto-me como aquela menina que ganhou uma bacia de jabuticabas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As primeiras, ela chupou displicente, mas percebendo que faltam poucas, rói o caroço.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já não tenho tempo para lidar com mediocridades.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero estar em reuniões onde desfilam egos inflados. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não tolero gabolices. Inquieto-me com invejosos tentando destruir quem eles admiram, cobiçando seus lugares, talentos e sorte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já não tenho tempo para projetos megalomaníacos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não participarei de conferências que estabelecem prazos fixos para reverter a miséria do mundo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já não tenho tempo para administrar melindres de pessoas, que apesar da idade cronológica, são imaturos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero ver os ponteiros do relógio avançando em reuniões de “confrontação”,onde “tiramos fatos a limpo”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Detesto fazer acareação de desafetos que brigaram pelo majestoso cargo de secretário geral do coral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembrei-me agora de Mário de Andrade que afirmou:        &lt;br /&gt;“as pessoas não debatem conteúdos, apenas os rótulos”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu tempo tornou-se escasso para debater rótulos, quero a essência, minha alma tem pressa…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem muitas jabuticabas na bacia, quero viver ao lado de gente humana, muito humana; que sabe rir de seus tropeços, não se encanta com triunfos, não se considera eleita antes da hora, não foge de sua mortalidade, defende a dignidade dos marginalizados, e deseja tão somente andar ao lado de Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caminhar perto de coisas e pessoas de verdade, desfrutar desse amor absolutamente sem fraudes, nunca será perda de tempo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O essencial faz a vida valer a pena.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#930093" size="3" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraço grande e FIQUE COM DEUS!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8836463682216348462?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8836463682216348462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8836463682216348462&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8836463682216348462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8836463682216348462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/05/magia-do-tempo.html' title='A MAGIA DO TEMPO.....OU O TEMPO E AS JABOTICABAS, OU...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ShxTuXLJjgI/AAAAAAAABfM/goHc5kjPNX8/s72-c/relviddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5082440914196046431</id><published>2009-05-07T20:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:53:20.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MÃE… MULHER… PARABÉNS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SgNzNT7nJ7I/AAAAAAAABeY/8GhwXEFlLWU/s1600-h/mulherbarcoerosas%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="mulherbarcoerosas" alt="mulherbarcoerosas" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SgNzPrKXAdI/AAAAAAAABec/-x-e99RM2Ms/mulherbarcoerosas_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="416" height="546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥♥ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#c100c1" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao fazer a mulher Deus pegou um pouco do         &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; melhor que Ele tinha posto em toda sua criação          &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Das estrelas o brilho          &lt;br /&gt;Das flores o perfume          &lt;br /&gt;Do pêssego a maciez          &lt;br /&gt;Do beija flor a graciosidade          &lt;br /&gt;Da gazela a elegância          &lt;br /&gt;Da leoa a impetuosidade          &lt;br /&gt;Das águas a fluidez          &lt;br /&gt;Dos pandas a inocência          &lt;br /&gt;Das abelhas o dom de transformar tudo em mel          &lt;br /&gt;Das formigas o labor          &lt;br /&gt;Do mar o mistério          &lt;br /&gt;Da loba a garra          &lt;br /&gt;Da lua o encantamento          &lt;br /&gt;Dos ventos a força          &lt;br /&gt;Do fogo o calor e a luz          &lt;br /&gt;E de si próprio o dom de gerar a vida.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 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 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SgOCD3hg6OI/AAAAAAAABfE/jhe7TnunIiw/s1600-h/4764_fiquecomdeus%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="4764_fiquecomdeus" alt="4764_fiquecomdeus" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SgOCE58HiII/AAAAAAAABfI/I8nmSIzXudw/4764_fiquecomdeus_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5082440914196046431?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5082440914196046431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5082440914196046431&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5082440914196046431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5082440914196046431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/05/mae-mulher-parabens.html' title='MÃE… MULHER… PARABÉNS!!!!!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SgNzPrKXAdI/AAAAAAAABec/-x-e99RM2Ms/s72-c/mulherbarcoerosas_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4606014708531739893</id><published>2009-04-15T12:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:53:35.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA EM PAZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img title="_anjos salmos2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="349" alt="_anjos salmos2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDUPyEetI/AAAAAAAABeA/BJ8gRWbrIv4/_anjos%2Bsalmos2%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDVNAM-hI/AAAAAAAABeE/kFO4h_cidQE/s1600-h/frase%20151%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#009349" size="5"&gt;&amp;quot;Todos os dias do aflito são maus; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#009349" size="5"&gt;mas o coração contente tem um banquete contínuo&amp;quot; . &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009349" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Provérbios 15:15)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDV5q0xGI/AAAAAAAABeI/fQ_jJD9l9Ow/s1600-h/BARRINHA%20CORA%C3%87%C3%83O%20GIFS%5B2%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="BARRINHA CORAÇÃO GIFS" style="display: inline" height="87" alt="BARRINHA CORAÇÃO GIFS" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDWWpZnvI/AAAAAAAABeM/ScbwTNZDm9s/BARRINHA%20CORA%C3%87%C3%83O%20GIFS_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;*Sonhe* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não deseje ser quem você não é.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é pesadelo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00d535"&gt;*Almeje*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#00d535"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00d535"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não queira uma vida igual a de outrem.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é morte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#4242ff"&gt;*Imagine*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#4242ff"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#4242ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não fantasie com o que não pode ter.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é loucura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ea7500"&gt;*Dispute*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ea7500"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ea7500"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não tente vencer o invencível.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é suicídio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;*Fale*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não apenas de si próprio.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é egoísmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cccc00"&gt;*Apareça*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#cccc00"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cccc00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não se mostre com orgulho.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é exibicionismo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;*Admire*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não se machuque com inveja.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é falta de auto-apoio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;*Avalie*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não se coloque como modelo de conduta.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é egocentrismo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700"&gt;*Alegre-se*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não em exagero e com alarde.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é desequilíbrio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6ab5"&gt;*Elogie*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6ab5"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6ab5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não se desmanche em bajulações.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é hipocrisia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;*Observe*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não faça julgamentos.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é baixa auto-avaliação.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00b0b0"&gt;*Chore*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#00b0b0"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00b0b0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não se declare um ser infeliz.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é auto-piedade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5b0d"&gt;*Importe-se*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5b0d"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5b0d"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não cuide da vida do próximo.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é abandonar sua própria vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5bff"&gt;*Ande*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5bff"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5bff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não atravesse o caminho alheio.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é invasão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#bb00bb"&gt;*Viva*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#bb00bb"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#bb00bb"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz com o que pode ter.&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz com o que dá para ser.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ce00ce"&gt;Isso é Paz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Silvia Schimidt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDXVBdRJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Pb7dNfe2UGE/s1600-h/frase%20151%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img title="frase 151" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="198" alt="frase 151" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDYv4xm9I/AAAAAAAABeU/LaxoVlzhTvs/frase%20151_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#970097" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Amigos, por favor, me&amp;#160; DESCULPEM!!! Tentando adicionar alguns outros novos endereços, acabei excluindo os que já haviam aqui! Logo, logo resolverei! Obrigada!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#970097"&gt;Fique com Deus!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f20000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f20000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f20000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f20000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4606014708531739893?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4606014708531739893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4606014708531739893&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4606014708531739893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4606014708531739893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/04/viva-em-paz.html' title='VIVA EM PAZ!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SeYDUPyEetI/AAAAAAAABeA/BJ8gRWbrIv4/s72-c/_anjos%2Bsalmos2%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8369415007710966292</id><published>2009-04-07T16:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:02:23.798-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PÁSCOA...PARA REFLETIR...RENASCER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="463" alt="jesusfilhodDeus" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sduj3KR2xGI/AAAAAAAABdY/d5zh-h8kExo/jesusfilhodDeus%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="389" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;Meu Amado Viajante da Vida,          &lt;br /&gt;tu sabes que todo o tempo trago-te no meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.           &lt;br /&gt;Tu levas-me tamb&amp;#233;m no teu?           &lt;br /&gt;LEMBRA-TE :           &lt;br /&gt;- Que Nosso Pai est&amp;#225; no c&amp;#233;u.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens santificado o nome Dele?           &lt;br /&gt;- O Reino do Pai sempre vai a ti.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens ido ao Reino Dele?           &lt;br /&gt;- Tua vontade &amp;#233; cuidada por Ele           &lt;br /&gt;assim na Terra como no C&amp;#233;u.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens ouvido as vontades Dele?           &lt;br /&gt;- Ele te d&amp;#225; o p&amp;#227;o de cada dia.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens dado a Ele o p&amp;#227;o da gratid&amp;#227;o?           &lt;br /&gt;- Ele perdoa tuas ofensas.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens perdoado aos teus ofensores?           &lt;br /&gt;- Ele te protege de cair em tenta&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens atentado para o teu livre arb&amp;#237;trio?           &lt;br /&gt;- Ele te livra do mal todas as horas           &lt;br /&gt;dos dias e das noites.           &lt;br /&gt;Tens tuas portas abertas para o Bem?           &lt;br /&gt;Se tu d&amp;#225;s &amp;quot; sim &amp;quot; &amp;#224;s perguntas que fa&amp;#231;o,           &lt;br /&gt;tu carregas contigo as minhas respostas.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Por&amp;#233;m, se a elas tu respondes &amp;quot; n&amp;#227;o &amp;quot; ,           &lt;br /&gt;neste momento repete um *Pai Nosso*,           &lt;br /&gt;e ouve as palavras com maior aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.           &lt;br /&gt;A partir de AGORA           &lt;br /&gt;tu podes RENASCER DE TI MESMO!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(S&lt;u&gt;ilviaSchmidt)&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="340" alt="pascoa003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sduj415iw5I/AAAAAAAABdg/fJI2REOpmZ4/pascoa003%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="barra7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SdutQcYZZMI/AAAAAAAABdo/4gw1mkiuPFw/barra7%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="500" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&lt;font size="+0"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;*Que seja sobre voc&amp;#234; e sua fam&amp;#237;lia a Luz do Grande Mestre, n&amp;#227;o apenas nesta Semana Santa, mas em cada dia de sua vida... QUE possamos adquirir sabedoria para n&amp;#227;o deixar&amp;#160; o Amor que nos foi pregado por Ele, desaparecer definitivamente de sobre a Terra!&amp;#160; Esse &amp;#233; o grande desafio!!!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="+0"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Ele VENCEU e nos deixou a li&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.....Ele continua acreditando em mim...em voc&amp;#234;! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="+0"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt; &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="267" alt="pascoa002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SduxTlLfc9I/AAAAAAAABd0/No6_dPxrpuM/pascoa002%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="363" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SduwtXR1ugI/AAAAAAAABds/7rdWQIzZLSo/s1600-h/coelhinho%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="51" alt="coelhinho" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SduwuFp-FWI/AAAAAAAABdw/nkezcs7RqlI/coelhinho_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DEIXO aqui meu carinho e meu desejo maior...FIQUE COM DEUS, sempre!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="+0"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400" size="+0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400" size="+0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400" size="+0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400" size="+0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#c4c400" size="+0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8369415007710966292?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8369415007710966292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8369415007710966292&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8369415007710966292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8369415007710966292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/04/pascoapara-refletirrenascer.html' title='PÁSCOA...PARA REFLETIR...RENASCER!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sduj3KR2xGI/AAAAAAAABdY/d5zh-h8kExo/s72-c/jesusfilhodDeus%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1022453967096780203</id><published>2009-03-20T14:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:33:08.312-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO BLOGUEIRO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="123" alt="ani parabens033" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ScPSbcwWYwI/AAAAAAAABdE/y-DRkzbG8a8/ani%20parabens033%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="349" alt="BLOGUEIRODIA[1]" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ScPSc6Lp_HI/AAAAAAAABdI/WzOXGxKCzTQ/BLOGUEIRODIA%5B1%5D%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; MUITO OBRIGADA pelo carinho, aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, encorajamento, parceria, tudo enfim que voc&amp;#234;s me deram e me d&amp;#227;o... tudo o que n&amp;#243;s trocamos, inclusive, a dor de alguns momentos!&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="222" alt="BLOGUEIRA fatosedados" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ScPSd_PV1VI/AAAAAAAABdM/pST9uR_eySk/BLOGUEIRA%20fatosedados%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&amp;#227;o sei fazer nada bonito, gostaria de hoje estar postando aqui para todos os meus amigos blogueiros uma bonita gifs com recado direto ao seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o carregadinho de carinho meu, mas nunca &amp;#233; tarde, ne? rsrsrs!!!!&amp;#160; Vou ter que pegar &amp;quot;carona&amp;quot; de quem sabe!rsrsrs...N&amp;#227;o importa, o que deixo aqui est&amp;#225; cheio de afeto e eu n&amp;#227;o poderia deixar passar esse dia sem me expressar de alguma forma...VOC&amp;#202;S fazem parte da minha hist&amp;#243;ria...AMO CADA UM DE VOC&amp;#202;S!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="359" alt="blog" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ScPSe8OSgqI/AAAAAAAABdQ/HDJKM-lWYj0/blog%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="3d_8" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ScPTMMGRVfI/AAAAAAAABdU/gWJsWtSnQuM/3d_8%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="140" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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UM POUCO MAIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a name="4379205780930591377"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kcfKkNefR1Y/R4foTYbQglI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n5c4BfigCzw/s1600-h/shiva2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kcfKkNefR1Y/R4foTYbQglI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n5c4BfigCzw/s400/shiva2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;O que for a profundeza de teu ser, assim ser&amp;#225; teu desejo.       &lt;br /&gt;O que for o teu desejo, assim ser&amp;#225; tua vontade.        &lt;br /&gt;O que for a tua vontade, assim ser&amp;#227;o teus atos.        &lt;br /&gt;O que forem teus atos, assim ser&amp;#225; teu destino&amp;quot;.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Brihadaranyaka Upanishad)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sb-6B8EK4lI/AAAAAAAABc4/FoHvZdFmpoY/s1600-h/energiainterior%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="308" alt="energiainterior" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sb-6DFbZPBI/AAAAAAAABc8/st7yacxQw0A/energiainterior_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Qualquer caminho &amp;#233; apenas um caminho e n&amp;#227;o constitui insulto algum - para si mesmo ou para os outros - abandon&amp;#225;-lo quando assim ordena o seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. (...) Olhe cada caminho com cuidado e aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Tente-o tantas vezes quantas julgar necess&amp;#225;rias... Ent&amp;#227;o, fa&amp;#231;a a si mesmo e apenas a si mesmo uma pergunta: possui esse caminho um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o? Em caso afirmativo, o caminho &amp;#233; bom. Caso contr&amp;#225;rio, esse caminho n&amp;#227;o possui import&amp;#226;ncia alguma.&amp;quot; &lt;font size="1"&gt;(Casta&amp;#241;edas)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="428" alt="semana 44" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sb-6EM19JJI/AAAAAAAABdA/meJgDKsN-QM/semana%2044%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="247" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=37959819&amp;amp;widgetType=Image&amp;amp;widgetId=Image6&amp;amp;action=editWidget"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5934084205037715523?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5934084205037715523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5934084205037715523&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5934084205037715523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5934084205037715523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/03/refletindo-um-pouco-mais.html' title='REFLETINDO... UM POUCO MAIS!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kcfKkNefR1Y/R4foTYbQglI/AAAAAAAAAN0/n5c4BfigCzw/s72-c/shiva2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1511109750942724384</id><published>2009-03-11T08:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:41:02.019-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU ANIVERSÁRIO!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="262" alt="MEU ANIVER" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbeiMCinyuI/AAAAAAAABco/PUYU3UrlxPg/MEU%20ANIVER%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#201; com a letra desta m&amp;#250;sica que resolvo come&amp;#231;ar a celebrar o dia de hoje!!!!!!&amp;#160; GOSTO muito...E como HOJE ela amanheceu &amp;quot;aqui dentro&amp;quot; como mensagem recebida, ou enviada(?), e volta e meia ela faz ninar minhas esperan&amp;#231;as...Nada mais justo, n&amp;#233;?!&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&amp;quot;AMANH&amp;#195;&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; ser&amp;#225; um lindo dia, da mais louca alegria          &lt;br /&gt;Que se possa imaginar, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; redobrada a for&amp;#231;a          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra cima que n&amp;#227;o cessa, h&amp;#225; de vingar          &lt;br /&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; mais nenhum mist&amp;#233;rio, acima do ilus&amp;#243;rio           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Astro rei vai brilhar, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; a luminosidade          &lt;br /&gt;Alheia a qualquer vontade, h&amp;#225; de imperar, h&amp;#225; de imperar           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; est&amp;#225; toda a esperan&amp;#231;a por menor que pare&amp;#231;a          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que existe &amp;#233; pra festejar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; apesar de hoje          &lt;br /&gt;Ser a estrada que surge, pra se trilhar           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; mesmo que uns n&amp;#227;o queiram ser&amp;#225; de outros que esperam          &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ver o dia raiar, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; &amp;#243;dios aplacados temores abrandados&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#e800e8"&gt;Ser&amp;#225; pleno, ser&amp;#225; pleno&lt;font size="1"&gt;...(Guilherme Arantes)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="270" alt="aniver ro95932754_825604" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbeiQWiDB4I/AAAAAAAABcs/D5ZNBhpdHT0/aniver%20ro95932754_825604%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ESPERAN&amp;#199;A...SEMPRE!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGRADECER MUITO &amp;#233; o que mais quero! AGRADECER por ontem, pelo hoje e...pelo amanh&amp;#227;! EU s&amp;#243; tenho a AGRADECER a DEUS por TUDO o que Ele me tem levado a superar, a aprender, a&amp;#160; ser pequenina e as vezes uma grande F&amp;#234;nix..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUEM diria, EU ME desejando FELIZ ANIVERS&amp;#193;RIO!!!!!! Isso &amp;#233; o resultado da Obra de um DEUS em minha vida! OBRIGADA MEU DEUS!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que minha F&amp;#233; seja renovada e fortalecida a cada dia e que eu continue com o dom do perd&amp;#227;o e cada vez mais aprendendo e fortalecendo o AMOR POR MIM mesma... NUNCA &amp;#201; TARDE!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada Por VOC&amp;#202;, meu AMIGO VIRTUAL pelo carinho de sempre e tenha certeza...VOC&amp;#202; faz parte de minha hist&amp;#243;ria! Devo a voc&amp;#234; muito do que deixo por aqui aqui agora! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada MEUS FILHOS, pela Luz do Amor que voc&amp;#234;s emanam em minha vida, me dando coragem para SER grande!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="56" alt="0014" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbeiR_RaAZI/AAAAAAAABc0/DzVJe0r1GJk/0014%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="meu niverrosa029" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbeiRIR7GUI/AAAAAAAABcw/RawZm5zuK8E/meu%20niverrosa029%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1511109750942724384?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1511109750942724384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1511109750942724384&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1511109750942724384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1511109750942724384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-aniversario.html' title='MEU ANIVERSÁRIO!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbeiMCinyuI/AAAAAAAABco/PUYU3UrlxPg/s72-c/MEU%20ANIVER%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4721154361852105982</id><published>2009-03-08T00:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:39:42.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Cartooes.com - Mensagens e Recados" href="http://www.cartooes.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg293/cartooes/dia_da_mulher/flores_dia_da_mulher.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As amigas que por aqui passam deixando sempre um pouco de seus perfumes, deixo eu todos os meus melhores e maiores votos de que voc&amp;#234;s sejam muito felizes no seu caminhar, neste Universo, na vida!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cada uma meu abra&amp;#231;o de alma carregado de muito respeito e carinho...SEJA l&amp;#225; qual for a sua hist&amp;#243;ria, PARAB&amp;#201;NS!!!!!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="609" alt="mulher3mc5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbM99zSD1UI/AAAAAAAABcg/FKPo3h7Xl7U/mulher3mc5%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="139" alt="a7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SbM9-8UiZ8I/AAAAAAAABck/6vRKKstr_98/a7%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEIJOS E FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4721154361852105982?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4721154361852105982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4721154361852105982&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4721154361852105982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4721154361852105982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/03/dia-internacional-da-mulher-parabens.html' title='DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg293/cartooes/dia_da_mulher/th_flores_dia_da_mulher.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5017851911054879749</id><published>2009-03-05T11:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:21:33.149-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDADE DE VOCÊS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DESCULPAS" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fJS09gcI/AAAAAAAABcE/I23JitqdTaU/DESCULPAS%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta &amp;#233; a primeira coisa que quero deixar...Um pedido de desculpas! Por conta da correria, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sai sem desejar um &amp;#243;timo Carnaval, um excelente feriad&amp;#227;o pra voc&amp;#234;s...Tenham certeza que dentro de meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o eu desejei muito isso a todos voc&amp;#234;s! SEI que Deus est&amp;#225; em TODOS os lugares e ouve o pensamento dos bons!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="295" alt="saudade-thumb" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fKtHw71I/AAAAAAAABcI/RHT8ZW8RXnI/saudade-thumb%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENTI muita saudade de meu cantinho aqui e &amp;#233; claro &lt;font size="5"&gt;de cada um&lt;/font&gt; de voc&amp;#234;s!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu precisava arejar minha cabe&amp;#231;a e fui ver e sentir o MAR...MARAVILHA!!!!!&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMO meu objetivo &amp;#233; a minha PAZ, fui tamb&amp;#233;m para resolver coisas que estavam pendentes por l&amp;#225; (parece incoerente, n&amp;#233;?), e a&amp;#160; fidelidade de Deus SEMPRE presente! Sobrevivi com dignidade aos desafios que o &amp;quot;mal&amp;quot; insiste(insistiu) em contaminar e derrubar aqueles que s&amp;#227;o da Luz e de Luz! T&amp;#244; eu aqui com mais um testemunho de que DEUS &amp;#201; UM DEUS DE MARAVILHAS... OPERANDO QUEM O IMPEDIR&amp;#193;???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui feliz na contra dan&amp;#231;a com o &amp;quot;inimigo&amp;quot;, entende? Pecebi o quanto evolui e fui e ESTOU FELIZ por isso! &amp;#201; como se eu tivesse feito o &amp;quot;dever de casa&amp;quot; de forma correta.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como cantava Elis...&amp;quot;Vivendo e aprendendo a jogar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&amp;#227;o as pessoas que mais nos fazem mal, quem mais nos ensinam a SER do BEM, portanto temos que&amp;#160; ORAR por elas sempre!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; s&amp;#243; ficar atentos e confiantes no&amp;#160; esp&amp;#237;rito de Deus! F&amp;#233;....Sempre!&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="24" alt="barrinha floresss" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fLCu0GkI/AAAAAAAABcM/AMLJM8-xXOE/barrinha%20floresss%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="507" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*VOU retribuir os recadinhos aqui deixados e buscar as lembrancinhas oferecidas...Muito obrigada!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia 11 &amp;#233; meu anivers&amp;#225;rio e j&amp;#225; posso dizer que meu presente j&amp;#225; chegou...VOC&amp;#202;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="305" alt="adorovoc&amp;#234;s" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fMfuoxfI/AAAAAAAABcQ/zp2vgVHuVMA/adorovoc%C3%AAs%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="415" alt="saudadeamigos" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fOPCi2UI/AAAAAAAABcU/PixoGKkXl2w/saudadeamigos%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="159" alt="beijos105" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fO3ry6fI/AAAAAAAABcY/wBCNrnTP2zs/beijos105%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5017851911054879749?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5017851911054879749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5017851911054879749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5017851911054879749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5017851911054879749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/03/saudade-de-voces.html' title='SAUDADE DE VOCÊS!!!!!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/Sa_fJS09gcI/AAAAAAAABcE/I23JitqdTaU/s72-c/DESCULPAS%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2941897323699602909</id><published>2009-02-16T09:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:12:20.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLIDARIEDADE A AMIGA MEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*EXISTEM momentos em que palavras n&amp;#227;o se fazem necess&amp;#225;rias... Atitudes, ora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, abra&amp;#231;o de almas &amp;#201; o mais importante!&lt;img src="http://www.brincandonooasis.com/gaby/descansa_gaby.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&amp;#211;I&amp;#160; agora o cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de uma amiga por ter sua filhinha partido...MEL, n&amp;#227;o posso dizer que &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;posso imaginar&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt; o quanto te d&amp;#243;i, mas sei o que sofri h&amp;#225; dias atr&amp;#225;s com o que tem acontecido com minha filha...S&amp;#243; mesmo pela f&amp;#233; superei, t&amp;#244; superando...Estamos superando pelo poder de DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COM a mesma for&amp;#231;a e f&amp;#233; que pedi ao Pai por minha filha, pe&amp;#231;o a Ele que te abrace e te carregue no colo, dando a vc o conforto que necessitas, pois com certeza a sua amada Gaby j&amp;#225; est&amp;#225; sob os cuidados Desse Deus de maravilhas que TUDO v&amp;#234; e com certeza conhece tua dor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEL, se precisar...eu t&amp;#244; aqui! Sinta-se abra&amp;#231;ada fortemente por essa amiga...Minha ess&amp;#234;ncia te abra&amp;#231;a! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="255" alt="amizade_virtual" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZlhfNUuxrI/AAAAAAAABb4/jxNfpe_bQgw/amizade_virtual%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;site da MEL: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brincandonooasis.com"&gt;http://www.brincandonooasis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS E LEMBRE-SE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Imposs&amp;#237;vel postar a Dengue com brilho e beleza! Ela &amp;#233; negra... &amp;#201; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luto!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="355" alt="dengue 33" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZluknnqRKI/AAAAAAAABb8/d9JpyeHGfTg/dengue%2033%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="530" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="dengue vista esta camisa" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZlulJtgHVI/AAAAAAAABcA/m0w9uzcWsE4/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;*UMA QUEST&amp;#195;O DE VIDA OU MORTE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="5"&gt;VOC&amp;#202; DECIDE!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2941897323699602909?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2941897323699602909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2941897323699602909&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2941897323699602909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2941897323699602909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/02/solidariedade-amiga-mel.html' title='SOLIDARIEDADE A AMIGA MEL'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZlhfNUuxrI/AAAAAAAABb4/jxNfpe_bQgw/s72-c/amizade_virtual%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5380136575195006274</id><published>2009-02-13T10:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:53:53.963-02:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDADE...ONDE ESTÁ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="250" alt="m_r_001227" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZVqfXHCTZI/AAAAAAAABbk/5-6W6cpAgrE/m_r_001227%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UM homem que n&amp;#227;o conseguia encontrar a felicidade em lugar nenhum, resolveu sair pelo mundo &amp;#224; procurar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FECHOU a porta da sua casa e partiu com a disposi&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o        &lt;br /&gt;de percorrer todos os caminhos da terra         &lt;br /&gt;at&amp;#233; encontrar o lugar de ser feliz.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;AONDE chegava reunia um grupo a quem explicava         &lt;br /&gt;os planos que tinha para ser feliz.        &lt;br /&gt;AFIRMAVA que seus seguidores seriam felizes na posse de regi&amp;#245;es gigantescas,         &lt;br /&gt;onde haveria montes de ouro.         &lt;br /&gt;MAS, ningu&amp;#233;m o seguia.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;NO dia seguinte novamente partia e durante anos, andou de cidade em cidade, de pa&amp;#237;s em pa&amp;#237;s.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;UM dia percebeu que estava ficando velho         &lt;br /&gt;sem ter encontrado a felicidade...&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;CABELOS tingiam-se de branco, suas m&amp;#227;os estavam enrugadas,         &lt;br /&gt;roupas esfarrapadas, os cal&amp;#231;ados aos peda&amp;#231;os.        &lt;br /&gt;AL&amp;#201;M disso, estava cansado de procurar a felicidade,         &lt;br /&gt;t&amp;#227;o inutilmente.         &lt;br /&gt;DEPOIS de muito andar, parou em frente de uma casa antiga.         &lt;br /&gt;AS janelas de vidro estavam quebradas,         &lt;br /&gt;o mato cobria o canteiro do jardim,         &lt;br /&gt;a poeira invadia quartos e salas.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;ELE olhou e pensou que ali, naquela casa desprezada e sem dono,         &lt;br /&gt;ele construiria a sua felicidade: arrumaria o telhado,         &lt;br /&gt;colocaria vidro nas janelas, pintaria as paredes, cuidaria do jardim.         &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Vou ser feliz aqui&amp;quot; disse ele.         &lt;br /&gt;E o homem cansado foi andando at&amp;#233; chegar a porta.         &lt;br /&gt;QUANDO entrou, ficou im&amp;#243;vel, perplexo!         &lt;br /&gt;ERA SUA PR&amp;#211;PRIA CASA! A casa que ele abandonara a procura da felicidade!!!!Ent&amp;#227;o ele compreendeu que de nada tinha adiantado         &lt;br /&gt;dar a volta ao mundo, pois a felicidade         &lt;br /&gt;estava dentro da pr&amp;#243;pria casa e ele n&amp;#227;o tinha percebido!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="Barrinha LNP4.XXc" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZVqgeWQHyI/AAAAAAAABbo/-C1K0vVI1Tg/Barrinha%20LNP4.XXc%5B10%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#c600c6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois &amp;#233;, a &amp;quot;hist&amp;#243;ria&amp;quot; pode j&amp;#225; ser muito conhecida, mas SEMPRE &amp;#233; bom lembra de que a FOR&amp;#199;A est&amp;#225; e esteve o tempo todo em n&amp;#243;s!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#c600c6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes me pego pondo a for&amp;#231;a no &amp;quot;outro&amp;quot;! Hoje bem menos!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#c600c6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Aprendi que &amp;#233; parte da minha evolu&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, ent&amp;#227;o eu me busco e me acho... me busco e me acho... &amp;#233; por ai!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="250" alt="FADINHAFELIZ" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZVtWIfrB7I/AAAAAAAABb0/W9R7eLIejog/FADINHAFELIZ%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5380136575195006274?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5380136575195006274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5380136575195006274&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5380136575195006274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5380136575195006274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/02/felicidadeonde-esta.html' title='FELICIDADE...ONDE ESTÁ???'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SZVqfXHCTZI/AAAAAAAABbk/5-6W6cpAgrE/s72-c/m_r_001227%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4132590200454307455</id><published>2009-02-05T08:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:51:59.506-02:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLETINDO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="326" alt="CRIAN&amp;#199;A E NATUREZA" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYrEyTLv43I/AAAAAAAABbQ/4T_d8BD7bFk/CRIAN%C3%87A%20E%20NATUREZA%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ningu&amp;#233;m conhece os mist&amp;#233;rios da vida,        &lt;br /&gt;nem seu significado definitivo,         &lt;br /&gt;mas, para aqueles que desejarem         &lt;br /&gt;acreditar em seus sonhos e em si mesmos,         &lt;br /&gt;a vida &amp;#233; uma d&amp;#225;diva preciosa!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="312" alt="colheremos" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYrEzJxjd4I/AAAAAAAABbU/jv7xp5dJAtk/colheremos%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="109" alt="beijos de afeto" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYrEzo9hEAI/AAAAAAAABbY/eahm2tlODjQ/beijos%20de%20afeto%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4132590200454307455?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4132590200454307455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4132590200454307455&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4132590200454307455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4132590200454307455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/02/refletindo.html' title='REFLETINDO!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYrEyTLv43I/AAAAAAAABbQ/4T_d8BD7bFk/s72-c/CRIAN%C3%87A%20E%20NATUREZA%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6978345196305077503</id><published>2009-01-28T19:23:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:30:09.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAÇAS EU DOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/3724/436168er6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gra&amp;#231;as dou por essa vida,pelo bem que revelou;     &lt;br /&gt;Gra&amp;#231;as dou pelo futuro,e por tudo que passou.      &lt;br /&gt;Pelas ben&amp;#231;&amp;#227;os derramadas,pelo amor,pela afli&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,      &lt;br /&gt;Pelas gra&amp;#231;as reveladas,gra&amp;#231;as dou pelo perd&amp;#227;o.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/1226/436168el3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gra&amp;#231;as pelo azul celeste e por nuvens que h&amp;#225; tamb&amp;#233;m     &lt;br /&gt;Pelas rosas do caminho e os espinhos que elas tem.      &lt;br /&gt;Pelas noites desta vida,pela estrela que brilhou,      &lt;br /&gt;Pela prece respondida e a esperan&amp;#231;a que falhou.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/1226/436168el3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pela cruz e o sofrimento e,afinal,ressurrei&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o;     &lt;br /&gt;Pelo amor que &amp;#233; sem medida,pela paz no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.      &lt;br /&gt;pela l&amp;#225;grima vertida e o consolo que &amp;#233; sem par,      &lt;br /&gt;Pelo dom da eterna vida,sempre gra&amp;#231;as hei de dar.&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/3724/436168er6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;*GRA&amp;#199;AS&amp;#160; eu dou a Este Deus que n&amp;#227;o falhou nem falhar&amp;#225;! O que posso dizer hoje, depois de tantos exames e idas e vindas e de ouvir no dia de ontem, a m&amp;#233;dica que cuida de minha filha &amp;#233; que... &amp;quot;poderia ser pior&amp;quot;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;S&amp;#211; tenho a AGRADECER a Ele, a cada um de voc&amp;#234;s que for&amp;#231;as positivas me passaram e as poucas pessoas(do lado de c&amp;#225;) que tomaram conhecimento...e se importaram!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Vamos permanecer cuidando para que nada evolua mais do que j&amp;#225; evolui, mas a F&amp;#233; certamente continuar&amp;#225; sempre sendo o rem&amp;#233;dio e Deus o grande m&amp;#233;dico! &lt;font size="4"&gt;OBRIGADA &lt;/font&gt;meus amigos!&amp;#160; Que Esse mesmo Deus, em nome de Jesus, guarde cada um de voc&amp;#234;s!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="480" alt="PRKUT JESUS O CAMINHO97475588" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYDMzqPJa3I/AAAAAAAABa4/BV5fvePqrlQ/PRKUT%20JESUS%20O%20CAMINHO97475588%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="429" border="0" /&gt; FIQUE COM ESSE DEUS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6978345196305077503?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6978345196305077503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6978345196305077503&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6978345196305077503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6978345196305077503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/01/gracas-eu-dou.html' title='GRAÇAS EU DOU!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SYDMzqPJa3I/AAAAAAAABa4/BV5fvePqrlQ/s72-c/PRKUT%20JESUS%20O%20CAMINHO97475588%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7789698734800379111</id><published>2009-01-21T16:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:55:14.027-02:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDADE... AMIZADE... FÉ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="421" alt="Angel9" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SXduK0JoE8I/AAAAAAAABXA/cAG-UpjhssQ/Angel9%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="315" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4fa7"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Ol&amp;#225;&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff59ac"&gt;estava com saudade de voc&amp;#234;s e de meu cantinho aqui! DESCULPE a falta de visita l&amp;#225; no recanto de voc&amp;#234;s! As vezes somos apanhados com coisas que assustam e fazem doer... como um filho cuja sa&amp;#250;de est&amp;#225; comprometida. Tenho atravessado dias tumultuados, MAS, carregados de muita F&amp;#201;!!! O pr&amp;#243;prio AMOR por nosso filho &amp;#233; gerador de uma enorme for&amp;#231;a, de uma grande coragem dentro de n&amp;#243;s... N&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225; pra explicar!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff59ac"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aprendi que tudo passa e que, enquanto n&amp;#227;o passa, t&amp;#225; passando! EU acredito em milagres porque o Deus&amp;#160; em que confio &amp;#233; um Deus do imposs&amp;#237;vel! Ele j&amp;#225; me deu grandes provas disso! EU sou um testemunho VIVO disso! N&amp;#227;o abro m&amp;#227;o Dele!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff59ac"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho procurado &amp;quot;levar&amp;quot; as coisas de forma menos ansiosa, mais natural... Acredito que Deus espera que eu pemane&amp;#231;a serena e apenas CONFIE!!!! Por isso estou aqui, tenho passado l&amp;#225; no orkut, tenho vivido um dia de cada vez e observando a m&amp;#227;o do Senhor sobre n&amp;#243;s! Sobre minha filha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff59ac"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Preciso passar e passo para ela tudo que relato acima e gra&amp;#231;as eu dou por ela ter tamb&amp;#233;m uma F&amp;#233; muito grande no poder de Deus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff59ac"&gt;Confio, tenho certeza de que&lt;font size="5"&gt; O Senhor est&amp;#225; adiante de n&amp;#243;s.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="90" alt="barrinha4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SXduLpgnXDI/AAAAAAAABXE/wzp0nC_9jvk/barrinha4%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="444" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante toda minha vida,     &lt;br /&gt;muitas pessoas passaram por mim,       &lt;br /&gt;dia ap&amp;#243;s dia.      &lt;br /&gt;Mas somente algumas dessas pessoas,      &lt;br /&gt;ficar&amp;#227;o para sempre em minha mem&amp;#243;ria. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essas pessoas s&amp;#227;o ditas amigas,      &lt;br /&gt;e as levarei para sempre em meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#224;s vezes pelo simples fato de terem       &lt;br /&gt;cruzado meu caminho,      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#224;s vezes pelo simples fato de terem dito      &lt;br /&gt;uma &amp;#250;nica palavra de conforto quando eu precisei.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#192;s vezes por ter me dado um minuto de sua aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,      &lt;br /&gt;e me ouvido falar de minhas ang&amp;#250;stias,       &lt;br /&gt;medos, vit&amp;#243;rias, derrotas... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#192;s vezes por terem confiado em mim,      &lt;br /&gt;e me contado tamb&amp;#233;m seus problemas,      &lt;br /&gt;ang&amp;#250;stias, vit&amp;#243;rias, derrotas...      &lt;br /&gt;Isso &amp;#233; ser amigo: &amp;#233; ouvir, &amp;#233; confiar, &amp;#233; amar.       &lt;br /&gt;E amigos de verdade,       &lt;br /&gt;ficam para sempre em nossos cora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es,      &lt;br /&gt;assim como as pegadas na alma, que s&amp;#227;o indestrut&amp;#237;veis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="34" alt="1flor7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SXduMQk13dI/AAAAAAAABXM/p5q26-DBVi8/1flor7%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At&amp;#233; logo e...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fique com Deus! O Deus do imposs&amp;#237;vel!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/mmm2006-03-23_17.22/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/mmm2006-03-23_17.22/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7789698734800379111?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7789698734800379111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7789698734800379111&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7789698734800379111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7789698734800379111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/01/saudade-amizade-f.html' title='SAUDADE... AMIZADE... FÉ!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SXduK0JoE8I/AAAAAAAABXA/cAG-UpjhssQ/s72-c/Angel9%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-584039359497021739</id><published>2009-01-06T13:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:14:29.601-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CARINHO E AGRADECIMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bernamarchi/SLlgi7rDu3I/AAAAAAAADvk/F8NlSB32goQ/br1.gif" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bernamarchi/SLlgi7rDu3I/AAAAAAAADvk/F8NlSB32goQ/br1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bernamarchi/SLlgi7rDu3I/AAAAAAAADvk/F8NlSB32goQ/br1.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O nosso caminho &amp;#233; feito       &lt;br /&gt;Pelos nossos pr&amp;#243;prios passos...        &lt;br /&gt;Mas a beleza da caminhada...        &lt;br /&gt;Depende dos que v&amp;#227;o conosco!        &lt;br /&gt;Assim, neste NOVO ANO que se inicia        &lt;br /&gt;Possamos caminhar mais e mais juntos...        &lt;br /&gt;Em busca de um mundo melhor,        &lt;br /&gt;cheio de PAZ,SAUDE, COMPREENS&amp;#195;O e MUITO AMOR.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; QUE neste Novo Ano a gente continue se encontrando (e trocando) por aqui!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique com Deus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-584039359497021739?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/584039359497021739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=584039359497021739&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/584039359497021739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/584039359497021739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2009/01/carinho-e-agradecimento.html' title='CARINHO E AGRADECIMENTO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/bernamarchi/SLlgi7rDu3I/AAAAAAAADvk/F8NlSB32goQ/s72-c/br1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7695350007636786380</id><published>2008-12-26T20:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:13:09.076-02:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ ANO NOVO!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="300" alt="gifs-animados-ano-novo-10" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SVVdffPBr3I/AAAAAAAABUo/WL3RSjMtZvE/gifs-animados-ano-novo-10%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart001.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart003.gif" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="283" alt="gifs-animados-ano-novo-03" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SVVdgIDtGlI/AAAAAAAABUs/xF_sMxE5EtI/gifs-animados-ano-novo-03%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart002.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="54" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart004.gif" width="72" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart001.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; muito o que dizer... H&amp;#225; MUITO para SER... para SERmos! SEMPRE; aprendendo, reconstruindo, refazendo, reaprendendo... TORNAR Natal cada minuto deste Novo ANO! Que esses momentos DE AGORA, n&amp;#227;o fiquem no esquecimento a partir do dia 2 de janeiro e durante os 365 dias de 2009, mas se tornem uma FILOSOFIA DE VIDA! da tua vida! Que, definitivamente, possamos aprender a &amp;quot;caminhar&amp;quot; em frente, MAS SEMPRE observado a &amp;quot;paisagem&amp;quot;! Que n&amp;#227;o haja diferen&amp;#231;a entre DAR e RECEBER Amor!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que este Novo Ano seja de um RENASCIMENTO espiritual, de Amor, de F&amp;#233; e de MUITA Esperena&amp;#231;a!!!!! HAJA Paz em TEU caminho... EU estou torcendo por isso, tenha certeza!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00d700" size="5"&gt;&lt;img height="99" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart005.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="128" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart006.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="99" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart005.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="100" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart002.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart003.gif" width="160" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="54" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart004.gif" width="72" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="128" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart006.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="185" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart013.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ea0000"&gt;Obrigada por sua amizade!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="128" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart007.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="183" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart010.gif" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00bb2f"&gt;Obrigada pela for&amp;#231;a!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="128" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart007.gif" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;FIQUE E PERMANE&amp;#199;A COM DEUS!!!!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.planetaamorepaz.hpg.ig.com.br/Gifs/fart014.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At&amp;#233; breve!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7695350007636786380?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7695350007636786380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7695350007636786380&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7695350007636786380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7695350007636786380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='FELIZ ANO NOVO!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SVVdffPBr3I/AAAAAAAABUo/WL3RSjMtZvE/s72-c/gifs-animados-ano-novo-10%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2024641074527069608</id><published>2008-12-23T11:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:14:38.338-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU CARINHO DE NATAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/imagens/natal/gifs/outros/17.gif" src="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/imagens/natal/gifs/outros/17.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&amp;#227;o quero te desejar &lt;font color="#ea0000"&gt;BOAS FESTAS&lt;/font&gt; nem feliz &lt;font color="#e60000"&gt;NATAL&lt;/font&gt;... bem mais que isto, eu quero que tua vida toda brilhe muito mais que as luzes de Natal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que teu ano inteiro seja uma festa, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que ela dure pela eternidade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ao lado das pessoas que te amam &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que voc&amp;#234; bem merece!         &lt;br /&gt;Que este seja o primeiro dos melhores dias da nossa exist&amp;#234;ncia!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img alt="http://cuteblog.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/barrinha%20de%20natal.gif" src="http://cuteblog.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/barrinha%20de%20natal.gif" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perolascraps.p.e.pic.centerblog.net/j91gd1nt.gif"&gt;&lt;img height="471" alt="" src="http://perolascraps.p.e.pic.centerblog.net/j91gd1nt.gif" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://perolascraps.p.e.pic.centerblog.net/j91gd1nt.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;EU AGRADE&amp;#199;O&lt;/font&gt;, com todo o carinho que sei existir em meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, a cada um de voc&amp;#234;s que me ecompanharam, que me incentivaram, que me deram tanto carinho, fazendo de meus dias aqui no meu cantinho, &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;DIAS DE NATAL!!!&lt;/font&gt; Voc&amp;#234;s s&amp;#227;o a fam&amp;#237;lia que aqui conquistei!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pjzF2-RYhxRWtSbRE9koX_am-oF6MreOc3vGk1yn9ZjuR1ybeigxd-jR_5PGAPiGceqto6DZZMtM-0L2aBuxVlmjzOXdbcyssMdkGiyJIP9eddx885i8pTQ" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho um conceito de Natal, um pouco diferente do que vejo por ai, mas, respeito o jeito de cada um! ESSE esp&amp;#237;rito de que tanto falam, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; constru&amp;#237;do de palavras, luzes artificiais e presentes, ele &amp;#233; EXERCIDO (ou EXERCITADO) durante TODO o Ano Novo, em cada minuto, em cada momento de dor ou alegria em nossas vidas e na vida do nosso pr&amp;#243;ximo! Natal &amp;#233; uma quest&amp;#227;o de &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;ATITUDE &lt;/font&gt;diante da &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;VIDA&lt;/font&gt;! &amp;#201; uma &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;FORMA de SER! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;&lt;img height="54" src="http://coysitas.no.sapo.pt/natal3/trenoesquerdo.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;DESEJO &lt;/font&gt;que &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;DEUS&lt;/font&gt;, na sua infinita miseric&amp;#243;rdia abrace cada um de voc&amp;#234;s, dando livramento, sa&amp;#250;de e &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;MUITA PAZ&lt;/font&gt;! Que nossa uni&amp;#227;o se fortale&amp;#231;a mais e mais no Novo Ano!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="5"&gt; EU AMO VOC&amp;#202;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="116" src="http://www.recantodadeli.com/extras/mini/natal/noel_34.gif" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#d70000"&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS e at&amp;#233; breve!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#d70000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2024641074527069608?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2024641074527069608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2024641074527069608&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2024641074527069608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2024641074527069608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/12/meu-carinho-de-natal.html' title='MEU CARINHO DE NATAL!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8601017126893008483</id><published>2008-12-15T14:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:19:40.654-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NATAL ... TEMPO DE REFLETIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="400" alt="natal" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SUaKycAHUDI/AAAAAAAABUY/aFchtU0noRY/natal%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="429" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&amp;quot;A&amp;#160;&amp;#160; GRANDE ESCOLA... A VIDA&amp;quot;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;Sem as quatro paredes, somos alunos e mestres.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#f00000" size="5"&gt;Aprendemos na inf&amp;#226;ncia&lt;/font&gt; que viver &amp;#233; descobrir e aprendemos na velhice que ainda temos muito para aprender.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;Aprendemos na adolesc&amp;#234;ncia&lt;/font&gt; dolorosamente com os muros do n&amp;#227;o que toda liberdade tem o seu pre&amp;#231;o. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#f40000"&gt;Aprendemos com a morte&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;que a vida &amp;#233; valiosa e com as flores que a vida aqui n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; eterna.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#f00000" size="5"&gt;Aprendemos quando negamos&lt;/font&gt; e quando nos negam. Quando estamos felizes ou quando o mundo desaba sobre nossa cabe&amp;#231;a.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#f40000" size="5"&gt;Aprendemos que somos fortes&lt;/font&gt; e que ser humilde n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; aceitar a dor de cabe&amp;#231;a baixa como uma fatalidade do destino, mas tirar dela todas as li&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es para um recome&amp;#231;o ainda melhor.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ea0000" size="5"&gt;As alegrias nos ensinam&lt;/font&gt; que a vida vale a pena e as tristezas que os momentos felizes s&amp;#227;o t&amp;#227;o preciosos quanto a &amp;#225;gua em momentos de sede.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#f00000" size="5"&gt;As guerras nos ensinam&lt;/font&gt; o valor da paz, a fome o valor do pouco, as cat&amp;#225;strofes o da solidariedade, as diferen&amp;#231;as o da compreens&amp;#227;o e da toler&amp;#226;ncia.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ec0000" size="5"&gt;A solid&amp;#227;o nos ensina&lt;/font&gt; a inestim&amp;#225;vel gra&amp;#231;a de se ter algu&amp;#233;m do lado e as multid&amp;#245;es que de vez em quando faz bem se estar consigo mesmo... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&amp;#201; quando perdemos que valorizamos o que temos.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;Foi atrav&amp;#233;s do Calv&amp;#225;rio que &lt;font size="5"&gt;DEUS&lt;/font&gt; nos ensinou o amor e o valor do perd&amp;#227;o. Foi com suor e sangue que nos mostrou que n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; um fim se o homem ainda &lt;font size="5"&gt;cr&amp;#234; &lt;/font&gt;que existe uma sa&amp;#237;da e que a vida, por mais dolorosa que seja, &amp;#233; apenas uma ponte entre o agora e a eternidade.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;Quem cr&amp;#234; nisso vive e viver&amp;#225;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00" size="1"&gt;L. Thompson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="nataldepaz" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SUaKzpGt1KI/AAAAAAAABUc/FZ6kOcbBrfE/nataldepaz%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;Fique com Deus!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:contact@leticiathompson.net"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008a00"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8601017126893008483?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8601017126893008483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8601017126893008483&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8601017126893008483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8601017126893008483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/12/natal-tempo-de-rafletir.html' title='NATAL ... TEMPO DE REFLETIR!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SUaKycAHUDI/AAAAAAAABUY/aFchtU0noRY/s72-c/natal%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1426419478380416779</id><published>2008-12-09T20:37:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:44:02.484-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPÍRITO NATALINO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="230" alt="natalnoelcomanjonh7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ST70sFA2XDI/AAAAAAAABUM/FTEn7eaCBPo/natalnoelcomanjonh7%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="223" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens amigos, busca-os...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; ENCONTRO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens inimigos, reconcilia-te...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; PAZ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens pecado, arrependa-se...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; PERD&amp;#195;O!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens soberba, sepulta-a...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; HUMILDADE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens trevas, acende o teu farol... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; LUZ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens tristeza, reaviva a tua alegria...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; GOZO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se estais no erro, reflete... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; VERDADE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tens &amp;#243;dio, esquece-o...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O NATAL &amp;#233; AMOR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="80" alt="natalpresepio14" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ST7zQTyHu-I/AAAAAAAABUE/D9cawtZT5ak/natalpresepio14%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*E que neste momento de reflex&amp;#227;o maior, possamos levar por TODOS os dia do Ano Novo, as li&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es deixadas pelo Esp&amp;#237;rito de Natal... TODO dia &amp;#233; dia de &lt;font size="5"&gt;SER...&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;de Luz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fique com DEUS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1426419478380416779?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1426419478380416779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1426419478380416779&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1426419478380416779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1426419478380416779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-pouco-de-esprito-natalino.html' title='ESPÍRITO NATALINO...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/ST70sFA2XDI/AAAAAAAABUM/FTEn7eaCBPo/s72-c/natalnoelcomanjonh7%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3493441978844367454</id><published>2008-12-06T12:52:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:20:33.268-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA LIÇÃO DOS ÍNDIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="317" alt="INDIo XAM" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STqRoKVP8hI/AAAAAAAABSU/830IxqeEEoc/INDIo%20XAM%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O pai leva o filho para a floresta durante o final da tarde, venda-lhe os olhos e deixa-o sozinho. O filho se senta sozinho no topo de uma montanha toda a noite e n&amp;#227;o pode remover a venda at&amp;#233; os raios do sol brilharem no dia seguinte.        &lt;br /&gt;Ele n&amp;#227;o pode gritar por socorro para ningu&amp;#233;m.         &lt;br /&gt;Se ele passar a noite toda l&amp;#225;, ser&amp;#225; considerado um homem.         &lt;br /&gt;Ele n&amp;#227;o pode contar a experi&amp;#234;ncia aos outros meninos porque cada um deve tornar-se homem do seu pr&amp;#243;prio modo, enfrentando o medo do desconhecido.         &lt;br /&gt;O menino est&amp;#225; naturalmente amedrontado.         &lt;br /&gt;Ele pode ouvir toda esp&amp;#233;cie de barulho.         &lt;br /&gt;Os animais selvagens podem, naturalmente, estar ao redor dele.         &lt;br /&gt;Talvez alguns humanos possam feri-lo.         &lt;br /&gt;Os insetos e cobras podem vir pic&amp;#225;-lo.         &lt;br /&gt;Ele pode estar com frio, fome e sede.         &lt;br /&gt;O vento sopra a grama e a terra sacode os tocos, mas ele se senta estoicamente, nunca removendo a venda.         &lt;br /&gt;Segundo os Cherokees, este &amp;#233; o &amp;#250;nico modo dele se tornar um homem.         &lt;br /&gt;Finalmente...         &lt;br /&gt;Ap&amp;#243;s a noite horr&amp;#237;vel, o Sol aparece e a venda &amp;#233; removida.         &lt;br /&gt;Ele ent&amp;#227;o descobre seu pai sentado na montanha perto dele.         &lt;br /&gt;Ele estava a noite inteira protegendo seu filho do perigo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="64" alt="barrinha444" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STqRowfQY1I/AAAAAAAABSY/qh50m6E4rTM/barrinha444%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Pois &amp;#233;, o fato de Deus n&amp;#227;o ser visto por n&amp;#243;s, n&amp;#227;o significa que Ele n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#225; nos vendo, n&amp;#233;?! Quest&amp;#227;o de F&amp;#201;!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS..... e com muita F&amp;#201;, tenha um &amp;#243;timo final de semana! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="34" alt="1flor7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STqRpVlx3nI/AAAAAAAABSc/4knz6-jAA4U/1flor7%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#dd0000" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#f200f2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://muitoalemdemim.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html"&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3493441978844367454?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3493441978844367454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3493441978844367454&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3493441978844367454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3493441978844367454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/12/uma-lio-dos-ndios.html' title='UMA LIÇÃO DOS ÍNDIOS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STqRoKVP8hI/AAAAAAAABSU/830IxqeEEoc/s72-c/INDIo%20XAM%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7148331330303643225</id><published>2008-11-28T17:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:01:09.896-02:00</updated><title type='text'>AGRADECENDO E REFLETINDO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este presentinho &amp;#233; uma lembra&amp;#231;a que ganhei de minha amiga Melissa do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://tocdeamor.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://tocdeamor.zip.net/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;. Ela fez um belo caf&amp;#233; da manh&amp;#227;, me surpreendendo e me alegrando muito!Outros est&amp;#227;o sendo homenageados com este gesto nobre... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#d700d7" size="4"&gt;A Mel &amp;#233; uma flor no nosso deserto!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;MUITO OBRIGADA&lt;/font&gt; minha amada! Voc&amp;#234; n&amp;#227;o tem id&amp;#233;ia do quanto este gesto &amp;#233; valioso para mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="271" alt="PRESENTE DA MELbomdiairene" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STFKjLFCP8I/AAAAAAAABSE/tfPTnxgRISU/PRESENTE%20DA%20MELbomdiairene%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="71" alt="barrinha_arco_iris" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STFKjirh5dI/AAAAAAAABSI/Yr2lKpDKpek/barrinha_arco_iris%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; UM GR&amp;#195;O DE AREIA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="280" alt="deserto" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STBJ_CWgtYI/AAAAAAAABRs/FhGu_zgRXzw/deserto%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Est&amp;#225; escrito na areia. H&amp;#225; de chegar o dia em que um homem tem de fazer a sua pr&amp;#243;pria travessia do deserto. Seja ele o que for, tenha ele a profiss&amp;#227;o que tiver, ocupe ele a posi&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que ocupar, uma vez na vida ter&amp;#225; que caminhar no deserto. T&amp;#227;o certo como um mu&amp;#231;ulmano ter que ir a meca. Nesse dia, vai descobrir que o deserto &amp;#233; o melhor lugar da terra para meditar naquilo que anda por c&amp;#225; a fazer. E para perceber qual &amp;#233; o seu lugar neste mundo. E tamb&amp;#233;m para concluir que, afinal, n&amp;#227;o passa de um insignificante gr&amp;#227;o de areia.&amp;quot; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="3"&gt;*Vale a pena refletir.... O momento &amp;#233; mais que adequado....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="3"&gt;SINAIS DE DEUS????!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="247" alt="Cian&amp;#231;aeanjodaj055" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STBKAOHYmAI/AAAAAAAABRw/gZSzsG9p9YM/Cian%C3%A7aeanjodaj055%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00974b" size="3"&gt;Que cada um de n&amp;#243;s possa abra&amp;#231;ar,&amp;#160; atrav&amp;#233;s de ora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, doa&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es ou outro gesto nobre, esses nossos irm&amp;#227;os que sofrem com a trag&amp;#233;dia em&amp;#160; Santa Catarina! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00974b" size="3"&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008040" size="3"&gt;BOM FIM DE SEMANA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7148331330303643225?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7148331330303643225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7148331330303643225&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7148331330303643225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7148331330303643225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/um-gro-de-areia.html' title='AGRADECENDO E REFLETINDO...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/STFKjLFCP8I/AAAAAAAABSE/tfPTnxgRISU/s72-c/PRESENTE%20DA%20MELbomdiairene%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5024700607927320346</id><published>2008-11-24T17:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:01:04.087-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGÉLICA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="343" alt="Mulher_anjo" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SSsFh2h5EJI/AAAAAAAABN4/9tNB2OYAWmQ/Mulher_anjo%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derrepente me peguei assistindo o filme ZUZU ANGEL. Nunca havia me interessado. Talvez a chuva que n&amp;#227;o p&amp;#225;ra de cair aqui e acol&amp;#225;, sei l&amp;#225;! Deixa a desejar enquanto &amp;quot;filme&amp;quot; mas, a HIST&amp;#211;RIA em s&amp;#237; &amp;#233; de entristecer uma alma... A perda de seu filho na &amp;#233;poca da ditadura militar e o fato de nunca ter encontrado o corpo, faz de Zuzu Angel, estil&amp;#237;stica famosa daqueles tempos, uma verdadeira ca&amp;#231;adora, uma guerreira na busca pela justi&amp;#231;a! Na busca pelo corpo de seu filho! Tudo o que ela fez, toda a sua luta a tranforma em ca&amp;#231;a...&amp;#160; Em 76, Zuzu vira anjo de fato e parte com todo seu sofrer num&amp;#160; suposto&amp;quot;acidente&amp;quot; de carro... Uma alma de m&amp;#227;e que parte ao encontro de seu filho amado... &lt;font color="#ca0000"&gt;&amp;quot;Amor de m&amp;#227;e n&amp;#227;o termina nunca&amp;quot;! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Enfim,&lt;/font&gt; o que eu quero e n&amp;#227;o poderia deixar de postar aqui &amp;#233; esta letra LINDA que Chico Buarque escreveu para ela, ap&amp;#243;s receber uma carta onde ela relata os acontecidos. Nesta can&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, ele CONTA os fatos, relata a dor como s&amp;#243; ele poderia fazer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chico Buarque tem mesmo uma bela alma feminina, sem d&amp;#250;vida! E Zuzu Angel, foi um Anjo Her&amp;#243;i!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="116" alt="barrinha anjinho" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SSsFiVvRZ3I/AAAAAAAABN8/EVxDrjWPpF8/barrinha%20anjinho%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#dd006f"&gt;ANG&amp;#201;LICA... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#dd006f"&gt;Quem &amp;#233; essa mulher            &lt;br /&gt;Que canta sempre esse estribilho?             &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#243; queria embalar meu filho             &lt;br /&gt;Que mora na escurid&amp;#227;o do mar             &lt;br /&gt;Quem &amp;#233; essa mulher             &lt;br /&gt;Que canta sempre esse lamento?             &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#243; queria lembrar o tormento             &lt;br /&gt;Que fez o meu filho suspirar             &lt;br /&gt;Quem &amp;#233; essa mulher             &lt;br /&gt;Que canta sempre o mesmo arranjo?             &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#243; queria agasalhar meu anjo             &lt;br /&gt;E deixar seu corpo descansar             &lt;br /&gt;Quem &amp;#233; essa mulher             &lt;br /&gt;Que canta como dobra um sino?             &lt;br /&gt;Queria cantar por meu menino             &lt;br /&gt;Que ele j&amp;#225; n&amp;#227;o pode mais cantar             &lt;br /&gt;Quem &amp;#233; essa mulher             &lt;br /&gt;Que canta sempre esse estribilho?             &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#243; queria embalar meu filho             &lt;br /&gt;Que mora na escurid&amp;#227;o do mar.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#dd006f" size="1"&gt;(Miltinho/Chico Buarque)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="200" alt="4764_fiquecomdeus" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SSsFi3yLckI/AAAAAAAABOA/DUyW_tz0yZQ/4764_fiquecomdeus%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#dd006f" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5024700607927320346?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5024700607927320346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5024700607927320346&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5024700607927320346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5024700607927320346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/anglica.html' title='ANGÉLICA...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SSsFh2h5EJI/AAAAAAAABN4/9tNB2OYAWmQ/s72-c/Mulher_anjo%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6600726099876176406</id><published>2008-11-16T00:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:17:01.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CASO DE VIDA OU MORTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="138" alt="soldiferente" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-CnEPyacI/AAAAAAAABMM/f0-Az5JLac0/soldiferente%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;CERTAMENTE Deus te conceder&amp;#225; outros dias e outras oportunidades... Mas, faze agora todo o bem que puderes, pois dia igual ao de HOJE, s&amp;#243; ter&amp;#225;s uma vez.&amp;quot; &lt;font size="1"&gt;(Emmanuel)&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="48" alt="barrinha doce" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AWYwL6_I/AAAAAAAABLs/AWqOzMwOBC4/barrinha%20doce%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="248" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem, come&amp;#231;ou tudo de novo? Acredito que nunca acabou!&amp;#160; O mosquito est&amp;#225; ai, desafiando a intelig&amp;#234;ncia do homem ou a sua boa vontade e bom&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;senso? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTAMOS mais uma vez subestimando a natureza!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0909" size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ESCOLHA &amp;#201; SUA! &amp;#201; NOSSA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AXLO-XRI/AAAAAAAABLw/GDwm5P3APEI/s1600-h/dengue%20fim%20da%20%C2%B4picada%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0909" size="5"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="98" alt="dengue fim da &amp;#180;picada" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AXp5JNdI/AAAAAAAABL0/VB6TCFLBDD8/dengue%20fim%20da%20%C2%B4picada_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0909" size="5"&gt;OU COMBATEMOS OU CRIAMOS...&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AYBf2-2I/AAAAAAAABL4/rDYnWKfq9G8/s1600-h/dengue02%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="99" alt="dengue02" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AY_wIuWI/AAAAAAAABL8/aIb3si0ThOI/dengue02_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DENGUE MATA!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AXLO-XRI/AAAAAAAABLw/GDwm5P3APEI/s1600-h/dengue%20fim%20da%20%C2%B4picada%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;EU AGRADE&amp;#199;O&lt;/font&gt; se voc&amp;#234; levar esta &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;camisa&lt;/font&gt; l&amp;#225; para o&lt;/em&gt; seu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cantinho com isso, divulgando, lembrando, conscientizando... zelando assim, pela &lt;font size="5"&gt;sua&lt;/font&gt; sobreviv&amp;#234;ncia, pela minha sobreviv&amp;#234;ncia! EU acredito em voc&amp;#234;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CUIDEMOS da VIDA!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size="5"&gt;VAMOS vestir esta camisa?&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AZtuioaI/AAAAAAAABMA/88oU9bX6--o/s1600-h/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="250" alt="dengue vista esta camisa" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AaSevm7I/AAAAAAAABME/vOXaVCXi37c/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AZtuioaI/AAAAAAAABMA/88oU9bX6--o/s1600-h/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="obrigada2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-Aaxt8LRI/AAAAAAAABMI/t_AFTsCqLAU/obrigada2%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160; FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AZtuioaI/AAAAAAAABMA/88oU9bX6--o/s1600-h/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-AZtuioaI/AAAAAAAABMA/88oU9bX6--o/s1600-h/dengue%20vista%20esta%20camisa%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6600726099876176406?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6600726099876176406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6600726099876176406&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6600726099876176406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6600726099876176406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/caso-de-vida-ou-morte.html' title='CASO DE VIDA OU MORTE!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SR-CnEPyacI/AAAAAAAABMM/f0-Az5JLac0/s72-c/soldiferente%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5746524684549652294</id><published>2008-11-10T16:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:41:49.596-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DESEJO QUE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="469" alt="MENSAGEM BELA" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRiCREkAtZI/AAAAAAAABK0/4bQfrBYEaoI/MENSAGEM%20BELA%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="112" alt="barrinha d flores" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRiCRiNumlI/AAAAAAAABK4/avnWf08teVA/barrinha%20d%20flores%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AOS que costumavam passar no bloguinho&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://verdemarazul"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://verdemarazul.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://verdemarazul.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; quero avisar que ele n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#225; abandonado&lt;font size="2"&gt;(risos).&lt;/font&gt; A partir de hoje ele est&amp;#225; voltando,&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt; de-va-ga-ri-nho&lt;/font&gt;, com suas mensagens e recadinhos. DENTRO de minhas limita&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, &amp;#233; claro, estarei dando uma forcinha por l&amp;#225;. A dona dele MERECE!!!!&amp;#160; E eu, antecipadamente agrade&amp;#231;o seu carinho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff1111"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*VOC&amp;#202; que me visitou e ainda n&amp;#227;o retribui a visita, tenha certeza de que N&amp;#195;O te esqueci, t&amp;#225;? TE verei em breve!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="159" alt="DEUS AB" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRiOe_KXnhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/UhtICYOleLM/DEUS%20AB%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="270" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5746524684549652294?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5746524684549652294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5746524684549652294&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5746524684549652294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5746524684549652294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/desejo-que.html' title='DESEJO QUE...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRiCREkAtZI/AAAAAAAABK0/4bQfrBYEaoI/s72-c/MENSAGEM%20BELA%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-842940538026632718</id><published>2008-11-07T20:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:58:52.501-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UM SOL PARA ROSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="63" alt="anl 1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRTIaUEvy0I/AAAAAAAABKE/bRQUZjQ8RTM/anl%201%5B12%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="54" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;A postagem de hoje &amp;#233; dedicada a uma&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;font size="3"&gt;pessoa quest&amp;#225; vivendo um momento triste, uma trsiteza do&amp;#237;da para qual n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; rem&amp;#233;dio... Apenas o TEMPO que &amp;#233; Senhor de todas as respostas, o afeto dos amigos e a&amp;#160; compreens&amp;#227;o dos mais pr&amp;#243;ximos. Estou enviando um pouco do meu calor humano e de minha energia positiva para um pouco de alento, atrav&amp;#233;s desta mensagem... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;*ESTA pintura&lt;/font&gt; encontrei nas minhas anda&amp;#231;as pela net... Ela representa o seu signo e, n&amp;#227;o sei bem porque, achei que este era um bom momento de utiliz&amp;#225;-la!&amp;#160; Linda e forte, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233;?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="487" alt="web_sagittarius" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRTGK_LHFJI/AAAAAAAABKA/BN8MYTVK6ko/web_sagittarius%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;TE DESEJO um sol diferente.&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Que apesar de todas as dificuldades, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apesar de tristezas que insistem,          &lt;br /&gt;que mesmo com essa montanha erguida,&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;o sol possa ser seu presente mais doce.           &lt;br /&gt;Desejo ao seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o o querer que ele quer.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Que nas palavras que ele sussurra dentro do seu peito, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sejam ouvidas aquelas que t&amp;#234;m sabor de Liberdade, For&amp;#231;a, Coragem...Aceita&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.          &lt;br /&gt;Que voc&amp;#234; esteja atento para o sopro da sua vontade real,&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;e jamais desista dos seus passos em dire&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#224; verdade.           &lt;br /&gt;Desejo que sua percep&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o acorde mais plena&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;no calor de um sol novo e renovador.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Que ele lhe encoraje &amp;#224;s atitudes&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;que est&amp;#227;o querendo respirar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo que voc&amp;#234; aceite seu tempo, seja ele qual for.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Que sinta serenidade na espera necess&amp;#225;ria&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;para que a semente plantada brote no tempo certo.           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo ent&amp;#227;o que sua flor seja inteira,&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;e mesmo que inicialmente pequena e fr&amp;#225;gil,&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;ela lhe traga as luzes de uma estrada azul.           &lt;br /&gt;Que sua sabedoria esteja desperta aguardando com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tranq&amp;#252;ilidade o desabrochar da sua flor.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Em paz, em cad&amp;#234;ncia ritmada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com o aprendizado que vem chegando.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Em mais suaves permiss&amp;#245;es a voc&amp;#234;.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em muito mais reconhecimento da sua coragem.          &lt;br /&gt;Desejo a voc&amp;#234; um sol diferente.           &lt;br /&gt;Espalhando seu sorriso pela densidade das nuvens,&amp;#160; simplificando o aspecto complicado de alguns momentos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e mostrando-lhe a fonte essencial para sua sede.          &lt;br /&gt;Desejo que a cada instante voc&amp;#234; desnude mais seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e deixe que nele vibre em tom maior: O AMOR.          &lt;br /&gt;O amor na sua express&amp;#227;o mais simples.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Que n&amp;#227;o mede, n&amp;#227;o faz contas&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;e que tem o poder de lhe erguer&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;acima de todas as montanhas escuras.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Texto&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;adaptadop/ser postado)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font color="#d500d5"&gt;GRANDE sagitariana,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#d500d5"&gt; QUE este Sol que te desejo ilumine teu&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#d900d9"&gt;cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, te dando bom &amp;#226;nimo e aquecendo a alegria que&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#d900d9"&gt;habita em voc&amp;#234;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/5408/soldiferente5oj.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AOS amigos que me visitam, um excelente final de semana e FIQUEM COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-842940538026632718?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/842940538026632718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=842940538026632718&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/842940538026632718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/842940538026632718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/um-sol-para-rose.html' title='UM SOL PARA ROSE'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SRTIaUEvy0I/AAAAAAAABKE/bRQUZjQ8RTM/s72-c/anl%201%5B12%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3971848100112188426</id><published>2008-11-03T14:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:28:38.476-02:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIGO ESPIRITUAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="300" alt="ANJO DA UNI&amp;#195;O" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rg2sIeCI/AAAAAAAABF8/q2YssmPu2EU/ANJO%20DA%20UNI%C3%83O%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUERO um amigo espiritual que cuide de meus JARDINS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO&amp;#160; CORA&amp;#199;&amp;#195;O.... para que ele n&amp;#227;o sofra com sentimentos menores;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8richsVfI/AAAAAAAABGA/l1qYs2-7Qh4/florzinha%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOS OLHOS... para que ele s&amp;#243; perceba a beleza que h&amp;#225; nos outros, nunca o lado feio;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rjdmqbII/AAAAAAAABGE/zHMIc8sZdcI/florzinha%5B14%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOS OUVIDOS... para que os gritos estridentes sejam compreendidos e relevados;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rk7314VI/AAAAAAAABGI/-u7vzYZGGNs/florzinha%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA MINHA GARGANTA... para que ela n&amp;#227;o adoe&amp;#231;a dizendo o que n&amp;#227;o deve aos outros;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rlYKxRlI/AAAAAAAABGM/xuMJN29N8Tk/florzinha%5B19%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA MINHA VOZ... para que eu n&amp;#227;o me encha de sabedoria relativa e julgue, julgue, julgue;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rmSD8rNI/AAAAAAAABGQ/6mdHUrHuqig/florzinha%5B24%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE MINHA L&amp;#205;NGUA... para que eu n&amp;#227;o seja maledicente;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ80wh-LXnI/AAAAAAAABGk/QOx6uHuX_M8/florzinha%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE MINHAS M&amp;#195;OS... para que elas construam infinitamente o bem;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rnTXAqjI/AAAAAAAABGU/Ff5tPrYG3Dk/florzinha%5B29%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE MINHAS PERNAS... para que elas n&amp;#227;o se cansem na caminhada da vida;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="37" alt="florzinha" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8ronW6odI/AAAAAAAABGY/nwXipoLXOwM/florzinha%5B34%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="41" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUERO um jardineiro paciente com os meus defeitos,        &lt;br /&gt;t&amp;#227;o cruzados, insistentes, inusitados;         &lt;br /&gt;Quero um jardineiro que me oriente         &lt;br /&gt;como combater as ervas daninhas;         &lt;br /&gt;que&amp;#160; sopre em meus ouvidos todo dia:         &lt;br /&gt;Perd&amp;#244;e! Perd&amp;#244;e! Perd&amp;#244;e!         &lt;br /&gt;Sem esse amigo espiritual,         &lt;br /&gt;t&amp;#227;o leve, s&amp;#243;brio, amoral...         &lt;br /&gt;sinto muito,         &lt;br /&gt;n&amp;#227;o consigo conviver com a eterna luta entre o bem e o mal!         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff" size="1"&gt;(Margaret Pelicano)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="52" alt="oimigos" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rqRawQmI/AAAAAAAABGg/hqahKscBUlI/oimigos%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;COM muita saudade&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;estou tentando&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;colocar &lt;font size="3"&gt;em dia as coisas por aqui. Agrade&amp;#231;o muito a presen&amp;#231;a e as palavras de carinho deixadas pelo anivers&amp;#225;rio do meu bloguinho aqui! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="3"&gt;Sa&amp;#250;de fragilizou (quer dizer, fr&amp;#225;gil ela j&amp;#225; &amp;#233;, n&amp;#233;?!), mas DEUS permanece no controle... SEMPRE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;QUERO aproveitar&lt;/font&gt; para agradecer os mimos,&lt;/font&gt; lembrancinhas, awards e etc, que me s&amp;#227;o oferecidos e &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;PEDIR DESCULPAS,&lt;/font&gt; esclarecendo que, por falta de espa&amp;#231;o, os mesmos n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#227;o sendo aqui colocados. &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;EST&amp;#195;O SENDO GUARDADOS COMO&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;SE FOSSEM J&amp;#211;IA RARA&amp;#160; e QUEM SABE EU AINDA CONSIGA TER UM ESPA&amp;#199;O S&amp;#211; PARA ESSES GESTOS DE&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;CARINHO???&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;DEIXO &lt;/font&gt;o meu carinho atrav&amp;#233;s desta bonita mensagem!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3971848100112188426?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3971848100112188426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3971848100112188426&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3971848100112188426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3971848100112188426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/11/amigo-espiritual.html' title='AMIGO ESPIRITUAL'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SQ8rg2sIeCI/AAAAAAAABF8/q2YssmPu2EU/s72-c/ANJO%20DA%20UNI%C3%83O%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-9048784365831688256</id><published>2008-10-26T12:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:38:19.582-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NOSSO ANIVERSÁRIO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6jPvyYqI/AAAAAAAAA6k/RwKJeZIfqJA/s1600-h/bolasgifaniversario162004%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="300" alt="bolasgifaniversario162004" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6kgR4v3I/AAAAAAAAA6o/b2vgSgmR_Mg/bolasgifaniversario162004_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="142" alt="ANIVERS&amp;#193;RIO FATOSEDADOS  1aninho.gif3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6lQw1DbI/AAAAAAAAA6s/2SaiHFnIAJk/ANIVERS%C3%81RIO%20FATOSEDADOS%20%201aninho.gif3%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="130" alt="BOLO DE ANIVER" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6nN2p-eI/AAAAAAAAA60/DTGhASUi5l4/BOLO%20DE%20ANIVER%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="140" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="450" alt="refletir ok" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6oNWq15I/AAAAAAAAA64/PzV2E0y4uiw/refletir%20ok%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="70" alt="apontando-2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6pHFYRUI/AAAAAAAAA68/9BJg_IFvuX8/apontando-2%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="250" alt="agradecimentos03" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6qSECc6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/EscurmiSaeI/agradecimentos03%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="45" alt="fatosedados beijaflor 3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6r8oSqWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/3On2jql7V6g/fatosedados%20beijaflor%203%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="299" alt="flores_46" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6sxFUmwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/dRvGWzKsxUE/flores_46%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="39" alt="fatosedados brinda" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6tdqtPzI/AAAAAAAAA7M/48o6NOSaTJE/fatosedados%20brinda%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="97" border="0" /&gt; MESMO&amp;#160; resfriada e por conta disso, bastante desanimada, eu n&amp;#227;o poderia deixar passar &amp;quot;batida&amp;quot; esta data... Amanh&amp;#227;, dia 27, o&lt;font color="#d200d2"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;fatosedados&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; completa &lt;font color="#c600c6"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;1ano&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;gra&amp;#231;as a voc&amp;#234;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DESCULPE se n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; por aqui uma grande festa, mas a alegria de aqui ter chegado por si s&amp;#243;, j&amp;#225; &amp;#233; uma grande festa!&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="32" alt="fatosedados bolas" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR-C6_3XUI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/98-rd_alLvs/fatosedados%20bolas%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="32" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEU abra&amp;#231;o fraterno a cada um(a) de voc&amp;#234;s. OBRIGADA MESMO!!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="32" alt="fatosedados champanhe" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR-EY48cII/AAAAAAAAA7U/krOxWkeDiCA/fatosedados%20champanhe%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="50" alt="fatosedados beijaflor 2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR-FiJEDYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/86XKk9Yopwo/fatosedados%20beijaflor%202%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; FIQUEM COM DEUS!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-9048784365831688256?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/9048784365831688256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=9048784365831688256&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/9048784365831688256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/9048784365831688256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/nosso-aniversrio.html' title='NOSSO ANIVERSÁRIO!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SQR6kgR4v3I/AAAAAAAAA6o/b2vgSgmR_Mg/s72-c/bolasgifaniversario162004_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6597740275829611315</id><published>2008-10-22T14:01:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:44:32.567-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O TEMPO E O AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="468" alt="14" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9Pfyu1E0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/-YYx0t3uqRo/14%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FICO pensando&amp;#160; no quanto de &amp;quot;culpa&amp;quot; o Amor tem levado por acontecimentos ruins nos &amp;#250;ltimos tempos. Tentam justificar como Amor atos dos mais violentos... &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;N&amp;#195;O conhe&amp;#231;o injusti&amp;#231;a maior!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;N&amp;#195;O &amp;#201; O MEU CASO! N&amp;#195;O &amp;#201; NOSSO&amp;#160; CASO, porque...&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="45" alt="bjaf0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP-CKGb-NKI/AAAAAAAAA6g/BDXNJ_XmlNk/bjaf0%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OQgPfGCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/4kDZm-nK3hc/4764_emotionflor%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Lembrei que minha primeira postagem come&amp;#231;a exatamente com esse vers&amp;#237;culo acima...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9ORZE8ttI/AAAAAAAAA50/ADPXxGuhiWk/4764_emotionflor%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Lembrei que por conta do Amor, o meu cantinho aqui estar&amp;#225; fazendo &lt;font color="#b000b0"&gt;1 ano&lt;/font&gt; de exist&amp;#234;ncia no dia 27, domingo pr&amp;#243;ximo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9ORxAO76I/AAAAAAAAA54/VlZsuITnvrY/4764_emotionflor%5B14%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Cheguei MAIS uma vez a conclus&amp;#227;o de que, se n&amp;#227;o fosse pelo carinho e respeito que VOC&amp;#202; tem me dedicado, eu jamais chegaria at&amp;#233; aqui, com certeza...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OSWCjDGI/AAAAAAAAA58/m2hCfGIk5xc/4764_emotionflor%5B34%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Com toda minha inseguran&amp;#231;a e falta de&amp;#160; conhecimento desse mundo virtual, eu acabei envolvida com o cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e aprendendo a postar meus carinhos, meus momentos, as coisas que me interessam, enfim....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OS2t66NI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Yjqf8w_u7eo/4764_emotionflor%5B32%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Relembro como at&amp;#233; na minha sa&amp;#250;de essa rela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o foi importante, pois mesmo sem nada revelar, nos momentos de piora da hipertens&amp;#227;o e da diabetes, essas visitas, essas trocas me foram como b&amp;#225;lsamo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OTYkeUHI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6anUFecwgKw/4764_emotionflor%5B30%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Quando bateu tristeza e desalento, encontrei afeto e palavras de for&amp;#231;a e f&amp;#233;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="41" alt="4764_emotionflor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OUIFlPoI/AAAAAAAAA6I/fSMHV9wSSVE/4764_emotionflor%5B28%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="46" border="0" /&gt; Ganhei at&amp;#233; um link e um award da minha divina Jandira, l&amp;#225; do Fantasia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="127" alt="amor n&amp;#227;o falha" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OUklMiXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nWxPOaEDqHQ/amor%20n%C3%A3o%20falha%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="118" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, j&amp;#225; que resolvi tocar no assunto, n&amp;#227;o posso deixar de aproveitar a oportunidade, para agradecer a uma pessoa que me acompanha desde o primeiro post. Que lealdade!!!! &lt;font color="#00aa00"&gt;LUIZ, meu Guerreiro da Luz&lt;/font&gt;, devo muito a voc&amp;#234;! DEIXO uma lembrancinha pra ti ai embaixo. Eu n&amp;#227;o sei fazer nada de gifs, etc, etc. GOSTARIA muito de fazer algo bonito pra voc&amp;#234;, mas...&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Est&amp;#225; ai a minha forma de expressar o meu MUITO OBRIGADA!&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="381" alt="PARA LUIZ GUERREIRO DA LUZ" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OVvCQlFI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C_I5O4Y7OYE/PARA%20LUIZ%20GUERREIRO%20DA%20LUZ%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VALE a pena ir at&amp;#233; l&amp;#225;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/guerreirodaluz"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/guerreirodaluz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu ainda pretendo continuar falando deste e 1 ano de exist&amp;#234;ncia, portanto, AT&amp;#201; a pr&amp;#243;xima e muito obrigada a cada um de voc&amp;#234;s!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="102" alt="am84" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9OWa4tDUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/j757EMSQlNA/am84%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6597740275829611315?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6597740275829611315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6597740275829611315&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6597740275829611315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6597740275829611315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-tempo-e-o-amor.html' title='O TEMPO E O AMOR'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SP9Pfyu1E0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/-YYx0t3uqRo/s72-c/14%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8630822401568502424</id><published>2008-10-19T19:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:44:38.054-02:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLETINDO E... CONTINUANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPuo8NldpNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/uGrz1BbwpvA/s1600-h/0134%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="0134" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPuo9rpAJZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/hUaJP7oLJxY/0134_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="447" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&amp;quot;Meu ser se realiza quando expresso a minha solidariedade.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que se possa buscar permanentemente a serenidade em Deus, apesar da dor e da tristeza.... Que a fam&amp;#237;lia da menina Elo&amp;#225;, seja coberta pelo Manto da Miseric&amp;#243;rdia Divina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei l&amp;#225;, eu n&amp;#227;o sei como deixar aqui, o que tanto&amp;#160; &amp;quot;incomoda&amp;quot; meu interior nesse momento. Estou triste!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUEM NA PAZ DE DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8630822401568502424?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8630822401568502424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8630822401568502424&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8630822401568502424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8630822401568502424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/refletindo-e-continuando.html' title='REFLETINDO E... CONTINUANDO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPuo9rpAJZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/hUaJP7oLJxY/s72-c/0134_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2100776834853457052</id><published>2008-10-17T23:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:58:24.304-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMOS CHEGAR ATÉ DEUS? JUNTOS?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPlHphKPxJI/AAAAAAAAA30/L7NDtvssZ0Y/s1600-h/rosabranca%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="504" alt="rosabranca" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPlHqqYYn2I/AAAAAAAAA34/QwSv6SzbPo0/rosabranca_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;PELA MENINA ELO&amp;#193;, CUJO NOME EM HEBRAICO, SIGNIFICA DEUS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="103" alt="paz" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPlHrZbZWqI/AAAAAAAAA38/A_DhG4KuWH8/paz%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pai Nosso, que est&amp;#225;s nos C&amp;#233;us          &lt;br /&gt;Na luz dos s&amp;#243;is infinitos,           &lt;br /&gt;Pai de todos os aflitos           &lt;br /&gt;Neste mundo de escarc&amp;#233;us.           &lt;br /&gt;Santificado, Senhor           &lt;br /&gt;Seja o Teu nome sublime,           &lt;br /&gt;Que em todo Universo exprime,           &lt;br /&gt;Conc&amp;#243;rdia, ternura e amor.           &lt;br /&gt;Venha ao nosso cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,           &lt;br /&gt;O teu reino de bondade,           &lt;br /&gt;De paz e de claridade           &lt;br /&gt;Na estrada da reden&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.           &lt;br /&gt;Cumpra-se o teu mandamento           &lt;br /&gt;Que n&amp;#227;o vacila e nem erra,           &lt;br /&gt;No C&amp;#233;u, como em toda a Terra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De luta e de sofrimento.          &lt;br /&gt;Evita-nos todo o mal,           &lt;br /&gt;D&amp;#225;-nos o p&amp;#227;o no caminho,           &lt;br /&gt;Feito de luz, no carinho           &lt;br /&gt;Do p&amp;#227;o espiritual.           &lt;br /&gt;Perdoa-nos, meu Senhor,           &lt;br /&gt;Os d&amp;#233;bitos tenebrosos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De passados escabrosos,          &lt;br /&gt;De iniq&amp;#252;idade e de dor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;Auxilia-nos tamb&amp;#233;m,          &lt;br /&gt;Nos sentimentos crist&amp;#227;os,           &lt;br /&gt;A amar nossos irm&amp;#227;os           &lt;br /&gt;Que vivem longe do bem.           &lt;br /&gt;Com a prote&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de Jesus           &lt;br /&gt;Livra a nossa alma do erro,           &lt;br /&gt;Neste mundo de desterro,           &lt;br /&gt;Distante da vossa luz.           &lt;br /&gt;Que a nossa ideal igreja,           &lt;br /&gt;Seja o altar da Caridade,           &lt;br /&gt;Onde se fa&amp;#231;a a vontade           &lt;br /&gt;Do vosso amor.. Assim seja&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff53ff"&gt; (&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff71ff" size="2"&gt;Emmanuel)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;font color="#ae00ae"&gt;&lt;img height="25" src="http://www.gotasdeamoreluz.com.br/gifs/corbrilha.gif" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#201; dor demais assistir e quando n&amp;#227;o assistir, ter que ouvir esse &amp;quot;terror&amp;quot; das &amp;#250;ltimas horas. Perdoem, mais &amp;#233; imposs&amp;#237;vel fazer de conta que n&amp;#227;o aconteceu, que n&amp;#227;o doeu e que ainda n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#225; doendo.... Uma jovem est&amp;#225; em estado grave por conta do que algu&amp;#233;m chamou de amor. Voc&amp;#234;s certamente acompanharam o caso desse sequestro, e eu n&amp;#227;o preciso descrever tudo que AINDA est&amp;#225; acontecendo, n&amp;#233;?&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A VIOL&amp;#202;NCIA &amp;#233; o &amp;#250;ltimo ref&amp;#250;gio do incompetente e eu n&amp;#227;o acredito e nem aceito esta &amp;quot;hist&amp;#243;ria&amp;quot; de rimar Amor e Dor, s&amp;#243; na letra do samba e olhe l&amp;#225;!Amor &amp;#233; VIDA! Por Amor se VIVE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto como se isso estivese acontecendo mais perto do que &amp;#233;. Quem tem filhos pode&lt;/em&gt; imaginar &lt;em&gt;o tamanho da dor e mesmo quem n&amp;#227;o tem, certamente, no m&amp;#237;nimo, deve sentir uma tristeza enorme de ver nossos jovens abrindo m&amp;#227;o da VIDA, da chance de ser feliz... da falta de Deus no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#195;O estou aqui para julgar, mas pra lamentar(desabafar) E PEDIR que todos, pessoas de bem e do bem, orem, fa&amp;#231;am preces, pe&amp;#231;am a Deus miseric&amp;#243;rdia para TODOS os envolvidos nessa trag&amp;#233;dia. Eu creio e sei que Ele &amp;#233; fiel,&amp;#160; eu acredito na Sua Palavra de que; &amp;quot;TUDO QUE PEDIRES NA ORA&amp;#199;&amp;#195;O CRENDO, RECEBER&amp;#193;S.&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="175" alt="paz_328678195_paz009" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPlHsVoDlBI/AAAAAAAAA4A/r00SSFrWx24/paz_328678195_paz009%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2100776834853457052?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2100776834853457052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2100776834853457052&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2100776834853457052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2100776834853457052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/vamos-chegar-at-deus-juntos.html' title='VAMOS CHEGAR ATÉ DEUS? JUNTOS?!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPlHqqYYn2I/AAAAAAAAA34/QwSv6SzbPo0/s72-c/rosabranca_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5783859582713212303</id><published>2008-10-15T13:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:13:07.582-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO MESTRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="578" alt="CRIAN&amp;#199;A ESPERAN&amp;#199;A" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVcetk62I/AAAAAAAAA2w/bhbNfzDK1rQ/CRIAN%C3%87A%20ESPERAN%C3%87A%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... desenhista, pintor, artista, m&amp;#233;dico, enfermeiro, motorista, bab&amp;#225;, confidente, sacerdote, psic&amp;#243;logo, modista, cabeleireiro, maquiador, detetive, treinador, pai e m&amp;#227;e substituto, cozinheiro, modelador, esportista, treinador, av&amp;#244;, av&amp;#243;, tio, irm&amp;#227;o... por&amp;#233;m sempre &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cybelemeyer.blogspot.com/2007_10_15_archive.html#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;amigo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... romper desafios e sentir-se vencedor sempre, estimular o compartilhar em prol de um bem comum mesmo sabendo que n&amp;#227;o receber&amp;#225; louros por isso e ter a certeza de que n&amp;#227;o ter&amp;#225; seu nome&amp;#160; perpetuado na galeria da fama, mas ser sempre lembrado por aquele que educou;        &lt;br /&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... &amp;#233; sentir-se realizado com o sucesso do aluno e sentir-se-se milion&amp;#225;rio ao descobrir no aluno a riqueza do seu potencial;         &lt;br /&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... fazer de cada aula um eterno renascer;        &lt;br /&gt;de cada id&amp;#233;ia uma experi&amp;#234;ncia &amp;#250;nica;        &lt;br /&gt;de cada fracasso um degrau a mais.        &lt;br /&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... conviver diariamente com o Futuro;        &lt;br /&gt;Ser Professor &amp;#233;... saber que na caminhada n&amp;#227;o se precisa andar nem na frente e nem atr&amp;#225;s, mas que o importante mesmo &amp;#233; caminhar ao lado, ombro a ombro, de m&amp;#227;os dadas.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVeUaRjnI/AAAAAAAAA20/LLVlTe5bArA/s1600-h/flores58%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="245" alt="flores58" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVgad_SoI/AAAAAAAAA24/Zz9z1uiNaVU/flores58_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NESSES novos tempos, SER PROFESSOR &amp;#201; antes de qualquer coisa um ato de coragem!!! UM testemunho de F&amp;#233;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Que Deus, na Sua infinita miseric&amp;#243;rdia ilumine a caminho de nossos mestres, sua mentes, seus cora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, em especial aqueles que est&amp;#227;o iniciando, lhes dando sabedoria para lidar com a &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;quot;escurid&amp;#227;o&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; que teima em se espalhar...Que o MESTRE dos mestres seja SEMPRE conosco, com voc&amp;#234; que est&amp;#225; acabando de abra&amp;#231;ar o magist&amp;#233;rio! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#8000ff" size="5"&gt;PARAB&amp;#201;NS&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="100" alt="BOLLO" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVhF05XnI/AAAAAAAAA28/UgQvvh3eQIU/BOLLO%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="110" border="0" /&gt; MESTRE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;DEIXO &lt;/font&gt;aqui o meu carinho e... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="abracos_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVh_zwbTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/XHE3hPSP3Lg/abracos_1%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5783859582713212303?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5783859582713212303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5783859582713212303&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5783859582713212303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5783859582713212303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/dia-do-mestre.html' title='DIA DO MESTRE'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SPYVcetk62I/AAAAAAAAA2w/bhbNfzDK1rQ/s72-c/CRIAN%C3%87A%20ESPERAN%C3%87A%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7432202593133155870</id><published>2008-10-09T20:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:56:30.175-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PEDI A DEUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="232" src="http://www.jardimdesonhos.com/images/cid_00df01c32392b350cc00e8d2fea9sergiome.gif" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu pedi a Deus para retirar os meus v&amp;#237;cios. &lt;img height="22" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102bigsad_1_prv.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Deus disse: N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160; Eles n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o para eu tirar, mas para voc&amp;#234; desistir deles. &lt;img height="15" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102smile_1_prv.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="22" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102bigblink_1_prv.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt; Eu pedi a Deus para me dar paci&amp;#234;ncia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Deus disse, N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Paci&amp;#234;ncia &amp;#233; um subproduto das tribula&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es; Ela n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; dada, &amp;#233; aprendida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="22" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102bigsmile_1_prv.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt;Eu pedi a Deus para me dar felicidade. &lt;img height="16" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102clown_1_prv.gif" width="23" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Deus disse: N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Eu dou b&amp;#234;n&amp;#231;&amp;#227;os; Felicidade depende de voc&amp;#234;. &lt;img height="15" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102good_1_prv.gif" width="29" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;Eu pedi a Deus para me livrar da dor. &lt;img height="24" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102bigangry_1_prv.gif" width="24" border="0" /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Deus disse: N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Sofrer te leva para longe do mundo e te traz para perto de mim. &lt;img height="20" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102lovu_1_prv.gif" width="42" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="21" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102angel_1_prv.gif" width="35" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eu pedi a Deus para fazer meu esp&amp;#237;rito crescer.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Deus disse: N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Voc&amp;#234; deve crescer em si pr&amp;#243;prio! Mas eu te podarei para que d&amp;#234;s frutos. &lt;img height="22" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102biglove_1_prv.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu pedi a Deus todas as coisas que me fariam apreciar a vida. &lt;img height="16" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102lough_1_prv.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; Deus disse: N&amp;#227;o. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502no_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Eu te darei a vida, par &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que voc&amp;#234; aprecie todas as coisas. &lt;img height="43" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/062802/062802jumpie_prv.gif" width="29" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu pedi a Deus para me ajudar a AMAR os outros, como Ele me ama. &lt;img height="15" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102kiss_1_prv.gif" width="32" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus disse: .... Ahhhh, finalmente voc&amp;#234; entendeu a id&amp;#233;ia.. &lt;img height="18" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/082502/082502yes_prv.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTE DIA &amp;#201; SEU, N&amp;#195;O O LANCE FORA &lt;img height="15" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102blink_1_prv.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;Que Deus te aben&amp;#231;oe, &amp;quot;Para o mundo voc&amp;#234; pode ser uma pessoa, mas para uma pessoa voc&amp;#234; pode ser o mundo&amp;quot; &lt;img height="15" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/033102/033102heart_1_prv.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="34" alt="joaninhas" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SO6XjQz_EOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/_TfEwPadRJU/joaninhas%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem chegando o &amp;quot;Dia das Crian&amp;#231;as&amp;quot; e achei esta mensagem acima bem de acordo; &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&amp;quot;SE BEM QUE EU&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;ACREDITO QUE TODO DIA &amp;#201; DIA DE PRESENTEAR, DE HOMENAGEAR A QUEM AMAMOS, DE DAR COMIDA A QUEM TEM FOME, DE EDUCAR E ACOLHER OS CARENTES... TODO DIA &amp;#201; DIA DE VIVER&amp;quot;! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos eternas crian&amp;#231;as, nunca satisfeitos com o que temos, ser&amp;#225;? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acho que vivemos para nos descobrir, caminho pra evoluir, talvez... Nesse vai e vem da vida, onde as respostas que pensamos saber, logo, logo s&amp;#227;o mudadas pela pr&amp;#243;pria vida que se encarrega de mudar todas&amp;#160; as perguntas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AINDA continuo crendo que a melhor resposta &amp;#233; o &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;AMOR&lt;/font&gt; e a &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;F&amp;#201;&lt;/font&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="beijos384915016-59989630" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SO6Zp1IsBGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5oAn2pLDUuw/beijos384915016-59989630%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS e com a ternura desses beijinhos!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7432202593133155870?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7432202593133155870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7432202593133155870&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7432202593133155870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7432202593133155870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/pedi-deus.html' title='PEDI A DEUS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SO6XjQz_EOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/_TfEwPadRJU/s72-c/joaninhas%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6493796660982514107</id><published>2008-10-06T15:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:03:15.689-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DEUS ME DÊ FORÇA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="222" alt="paraisovm2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOpSWeQBK_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/3VYSOI-NEBk/paraisovm2%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="306" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que pede,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para n&amp;#227;o negar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que bate,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para n&amp;#227;o revidar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que separa,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para sempre saber unir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que &amp;#233; for&amp;#231;a,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as, a for&amp;#231;a que n&amp;#227;o faz o ferir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o injusta,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; discernimento para saber dividir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que mata,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para fazer reviver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que rouba,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para saber entender.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que aponta,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para saber como julgar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que condena,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para saber defender.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da m&amp;#227;o que se omite,        &lt;br /&gt;Pe&amp;#231;o a Deus que me d&amp;#234; for&amp;#231;as para ter coragem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante da vida como se mostra, quero entender a morte... Como o amanh&amp;#227; daqueles que souberam viver.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;(C.P.Maraes.Jr)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="103" alt="anj" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOpSYBl2eII/AAAAAAAAAz4/O386r0N-Nzs/anj%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Possa eu levar a Paz onde quer que eu v&amp;#225; e nunca venha envergonhar o nome de Deus! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L&amp;#237; e nunca mais esqueci: &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;O bem que praticamos em algum&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;lugar, ser&amp;#225; nosso advogado em qualquer parte!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha uma &amp;#243;tima semana. Uma semana de Luz e lembre-se que meu grande desejo &amp;#233; que voc&amp;#234;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6493796660982514107?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6493796660982514107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6493796660982514107&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6493796660982514107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6493796660982514107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/deus-me-d-fora.html' title='DEUS ME DÊ FORÇA...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOpSWeQBK_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/3VYSOI-NEBk/s72-c/paraisovm2%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5672300513022607328</id><published>2008-10-02T11:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:12:24.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CORAÇÃO AGRADECE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="300" alt="6yinvp" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTakbRNemI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rSHNz0U4SmU/6yinvp%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#201; o meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o quem agradece o gesto carinhoso da&amp;#160; amiga Melissa, l&amp;#225; do belo recanto&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tocdeamor.zip.net/"&gt;http://tocdeamor.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, onde por um m&amp;#234;s o meu humilde cantinho fatosedados estar&amp;#225; sendo destaque. Veja ai encima o bonito selo que me foi aferecido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa, este presente que voc&amp;#234; me oferece, esta oportunidade de ficar &amp;quot;hospedada&amp;quot; l&amp;#225; no seu recanto, &amp;#233; como um Sol de primavera, um verdadeiro toque de Amor, viu? N&amp;#195;O sei como agradecer!!!&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="33" alt="0002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTalLedFxI/AAAAAAAAAys/XO7T9y_ZnZI/0002%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="45" border="0" /&gt;FA&amp;#199;AM uma visitinha l&amp;#225; no Toque de Amor.Voc&amp;#234; vai gostar!!! &lt;font size="3"&gt;Antecipadamente &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;agrade&amp;#231;o!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais uma vez recebo uma for&amp;#231;a positiva neste mundo virtual. Diante de determinadas coisas desagrad&amp;#225;veis que venho passando, era minha inten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o deixar o fatosedados&amp;#160; &amp;quot;de lado&amp;quot;, mas na verdade, de certa forma, ele &amp;#233; um alento, ajudando muitas vezes a &amp;quot;segura as pontas&amp;quot; por aqui...&amp;#160; Distra&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, informa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,beleza, sutileza, reflex&amp;#227;o, carinho, f&amp;#233;, intera&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o... &amp;#201; como sempre defendo aqui no meu espa&amp;#231;o; SE n&amp;#227;o for pela intera&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, pela proximidade, que outro sentido teria estarmos aqui, n&amp;#233;??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#aa00aa" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MELISSA,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="123" alt="obrigada" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTamFZ9KBI/AAAAAAAAAyw/kFI12FLt3HQ/obrigada%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="56" alt="0014" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTamkTmIvI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4OI2Ts9FdcI/0014%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; TAMB&amp;#201;M UMA oportunidade &amp;#250;nica para desejar TUDO de MUITO bom pra voc&amp;#234;. HOJE &amp;#201; Seu anivers&amp;#225;rio! Deus aben&amp;#231;oe seu dia e toda sua caminhada, fazendo com&amp;#160; que amigos verdadeiros estejam sempre em teus caminhos e te dando sabedoria para lidar com as &amp;quot;ciladas&amp;quot; que existem pela vida a fora. Luz e Paz, t&amp;#225;?! Que o Universo conspire sempre a teu favor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="347" alt="aniver" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTaojDUrpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/4VkhxLxj9Ws/aniver%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="333" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="60" alt="0024" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTapL5neRI/AAAAAAAAAy8/nJ6Dm1MlKG4/0024%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="59" border="0" /&gt; Parab&amp;#233;ns, Melissa!!! &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="56" alt="0014" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTap3ZkiOI/AAAAAAAAAzA/3CBXEWONiEE/0014%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS !!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5672300513022607328?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5672300513022607328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5672300513022607328&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5672300513022607328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5672300513022607328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/10/corao-agradece.html' title='CORAÇÃO AGRADECE'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SOTakbRNemI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rSHNz0U4SmU/s72-c/6yinvp%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4750277055006965633</id><published>2008-09-27T00:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:13:59.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FLORES NÃO SÃO ETERNAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2plI-TfbI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iX_sDSVi-uk/s1600-h/margaridas%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="301" alt="margaridas" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2pmbv__JI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oOotpNe-AKk/margaridas_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imagine uma estrada, uma linda estrada pavimentada por tijolos dourados.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt;     &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqui e ali, moitas floridas despertam-lhe a aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O perfume que delas emana embriaga seus sentidos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sua vontade mais forte &amp;#233; parar para aproveitar o m&amp;#225;ximo do encantamento que esta vis&amp;#227;o lhe desperta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outros,entretanto,passar&amp;#227;o pela mesma estrada sem sequer perceber a beleza que os cerca. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assim tamb&amp;#233;m &amp;#233; nossa&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;caminhada pela estrada da vida. &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2iLZOaa1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/kNe7orW3Xjg/bar_flower_animl%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alguns de n&amp;#243;s &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;sentir-se-&amp;#227;o tentados a interromper a busca de um objetivo principal para poder desfrutar dos prazeres que encantam os sentidos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas flores n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o eternas; elas mais cedo ou mais tarde ir&amp;#227;o murchar para dar lugar &amp;#224;s novas flores que surgir&amp;#227;o. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outros, que passaram apressadamente, perderam a oportunidade de viver um momento de paz para os sentidos. &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2iLxGIvNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/rAYIkF_yKaw/bar_flower_animl%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caminhe pela estrada da sua vida, busque seus objetivos, mas nunca deixe passar despercebidas as oportunidades de paz e felicidade que surgem durante seu percurso. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caminhe pela estrada da sua vida, mas n&amp;#227;o se deixe embriagar pelos prazeres do caminho. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viva cada momento de sua vida com a sabedoria necess&amp;#225;ria para compreender quando &amp;#233; a hora de caminhar e tamb&amp;#233;m quando &amp;#233; a hora de sentir o perfume das flores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;font color="#ffa4d1"&gt;(O.dalua) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2iMdF7LvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/x9QZ37CxBPo/bar_flower_animl%5B17%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="4.giffff" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2qOvdKVKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/bkIg4VgguA4/4.giffff%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha um excelente final de semana e fique com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4750277055006965633?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4750277055006965633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4750277055006965633&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4750277055006965633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4750277055006965633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/flores-no-so-eternas.html' title='FLORES NÃO SÃO ETERNAS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2pmbv__JI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oOotpNe-AKk/s72-c/margaridas_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1212415407396304896</id><published>2008-09-25T19:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:29:39.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSAS E ESPINHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="flores24" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNwQzLAZ3aI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Gd6OJW20riQ/flores24%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando os imprevistos acontecem, melhor n&amp;#227;o lutar com eles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qualquer luta acarreta um desgaste f&amp;#237;sico, enfraquecendo a habilidade de encontrar solu&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o imprevisto acontecer, encare-o como uma oportunidade de descobrir novas formas de agir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando nada acontece diferente da rotina de uma vida, n&amp;#227;o se tem a oportunidade de testar a pr&amp;#243;pria capacidade de adapta&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o; e todos a t&amp;#234;m. &lt;font size="5"&gt;*Alguns&lt;/font&gt; se esquivam tanto das situa&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es pouco habituais que atravessam toda uma exist&amp;#234;ncia sem sequer conhecer a totalidade de suas aptid&amp;#245;es.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Podemos encarar um imprevisto como um obst&amp;#225;culo &amp;#224; realiza&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de um plano, mas tamb&amp;#233;m podemos v&amp;#234;-lo como uma &lt;font size="5"&gt;oportunidade de renascimento&lt;/font&gt;. Sim, porque quando aceitamos a necessidade de pensar diferente, na verdade estamos tamb&amp;#233;m aceitando a oportunidade de refazer o tra&amp;#231;ado da nossa forma de encarar a vida. E refazer este tra&amp;#231;ado &amp;#233; dar a si mesmo o direito de come&amp;#231;ar de novo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt; &amp;#201; preciso lembrar sempre que o perfume e a beleza&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;de uma rosa n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o emba&amp;#231;ados pelos espinhos da&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;roseira.&lt;font size="1"&gt; (Oravalhodalua) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;*Eu diria que, normalmente s&amp;#227;o as pessoas que se esquivam, as covardes,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;que mais nos colocam em&amp;#160; situa&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es &amp;quot;IMPREVISTAS&amp;quot;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="34" alt="1flor7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNwQ0KdjEOI/AAAAAAAAAug/BfP52ak1YX8/1flor7%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijos floridos e...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!! Porque eu estou me &lt;font size="5"&gt;agarrando&lt;/font&gt; literalmente a Ele... Tenho certeza que o RENASCIMENTO n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; mito porque Deus &amp;#201; tudo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At&amp;#233; l&amp;#225;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1212415407396304896?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1212415407396304896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1212415407396304896&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1212415407396304896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1212415407396304896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/rosas-e-espinhos.html' title='ROSAS E ESPINHOS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNwQzLAZ3aI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Gd6OJW20riQ/s72-c/flores24%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7236363579173052991</id><published>2008-09-23T12:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:18:08.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É PRIMAVERA... TE AMO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="319" alt="PRIMAVERA DE AFETO" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2l74xEAwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/lPEw4E8sKTE/PRIMAVERA%20DE%20AFETO%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&amp;#193; MUITO TEMPO l&amp;#237; em um livro cujo nome &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;n&amp;#227;o me recordo alguma coisa mais ou menos assim: &lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;&amp;quot;Conv&amp;#233;m n&amp;#227;o deixar espinhos ap&amp;#243;s seus&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;passos, pois nada garante que voc&amp;#234; n&amp;#227;o ter&amp;#225;&amp;#160; de&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;palmilhar esse caminho mais uma vez.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FELIZMENTE ainda existem pessoas que deixam flores ap&amp;#243;s seus passos,&amp;#160; com isso aliviando as feridas deixadas por aqueles que deixam espinhos. O mais triste &amp;#233; ver que muitas vezes esses espinhos s&amp;#227;o deixados de forma premeditada, pelo simples fato de demonstrar for&amp;#231;a, poder, etc..&amp;#160; Espinhos que na verdade s&amp;#227;o mestres que a&amp;#160; vida oferece tanto a quem os deixa como a quem se fere. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPORTANTE mesmo &amp;#233; crer e agradecer a Deus pela &lt;font color="#008000"&gt;PRI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#b7b700"&gt;MA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;VE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;RA&lt;/font&gt;... A que vemos agora resurgir e a que h&amp;#225; em n&amp;#243;s. Cuidar sempre para que o inverno n&amp;#227;o nos aconte&amp;#231;a ou seja breve. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ce0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;Olha, esta &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;rosa&lt;/font&gt; linda ai encima, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; cria&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o minha &lt;font size="2"&gt;(os&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;cr&amp;#233;ditos acompanham),&lt;/font&gt; mas &amp;#233; o que te ofere&amp;#231;o neste come&amp;#231;o de semana e de Primavera viu?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="139" alt="a7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNkMUgz8HgI/AAAAAAAAAs4/NYfMhRf2i_I/a7%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo muitas flores no seu caminho, no seu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;caminhar!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7236363579173052991?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7236363579173052991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7236363579173052991&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7236363579173052991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7236363579173052991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/primavera-te-amo.html' title='É PRIMAVERA... TE AMO!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SN2l74xEAwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/lPEw4E8sKTE/s72-c/PRIMAVERA%20DE%20AFETO%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5251724115846735656</id><published>2008-09-20T20:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:26:49.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AGRADECIMENTO A JANDIRA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="150" alt="OBRIGADA t&amp;#193;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNWDaA3tVHI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Gx8k9e5G-_8/OBRIGADA%20t%C3%81%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; JAN,&lt;/font&gt; pensei em v&amp;#225;rias maneiras de te dizer muito obrigada e n&amp;#227;o encontrei nenhuma a altura do teu gesto carinhoso. Passiei pela net durante a madrugada, buscando algo, mas n&amp;#227;o sabia bem o que era (sabia que queria te fazer uma singela homenagem) e acabei encontrando esses personagens fofos que sei que voc&amp;#234; curte.&amp;#160; Gostaria de levar at&amp;#233; voc&amp;#234; o Mickey em &amp;quot;pessoa&amp;quot;, mas como n&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225;, vai de forma virtual &lt;font size="3"&gt;(risos).&lt;/font&gt; SE um dia eu conseguir aprender a fazer essas coisas lindas que vejo por ai, tenha certeza de que ser&amp;#225;s a primeira a receber algo feito por mim.&amp;#160; Mas torce pra eu aprender mesmo, t&amp;#225;?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Existem coisas que realmente n&amp;#227;o t&amp;#234;m pre&amp;#231;o e de fato... Amigo a gente sente!&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="300" alt="mickey_mouse_glitter" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNX3NkpaWmI/AAAAAAAAAss/OyqCki-dAlM/mickey_mouse_glitter%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="242" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Voc&amp;#234; me fez ficar muito feliz, boba feito crian&amp;#231;a.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;EST&amp;#195;O&amp;#160; ai ao lado para meus amigos, o award e o meu link, carinhosamente confeccionados pela Divina Jan, (ainda n&amp;#227;o descobri porque a chamo de Divina Jan, desde que a conheci );&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jandass1959.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="3"&gt;http://jandass1959.blogspot.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; -&lt;/font&gt; Uma pessoa realmente divina e um presente que dei a mim mesma, assim como todos voc&amp;#234;s que tanto carinho me d&amp;#227;o!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="100" alt="thumb_MICKEY17" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNWDa3JiYeI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vtc8LXOHm0Y/thumb_MICKEY17%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;JAN, Que a Luz dos Anjos que me acompanham possam tamb&amp;#233;m iluminar tua vida!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;E PRA N&amp;#195;O DIZER QUE N&amp;#195;O FALEI DE FLORES,&amp;#160; j&amp;#225; que a PRIMAVERA est&amp;#225; ai batendo na porta, aproveito a oportunidade para a Minnie &amp;quot;abrir&amp;quot; este novo tempo, com flores pra voc&amp;#234; nesse tempo de florescer! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="PRIMAVERA DA MINNIE" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNWDb3YTxqI/AAAAAAAAAsk/e4nBkFFjhR8/PRIMAVERA%20DA%20MINNIE%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="266" border="0" /&gt; Estou meio que correndo mas n&amp;#227;o podia deixar de fazer este&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;registro aben&amp;#231;oado.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;O PC&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;estava sendo usado e preciso sair dele agora,&amp;#160; afinal interrompi um pouco os trabalhos&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;font size="2"&gt;por aqui...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;EXCELENTE domingo para todos!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;img height="110" alt="14" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNWDdE_xC2I/AAAAAAAAAso/wGQPhDp-TcQ/14%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5251724115846735656?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5251724115846735656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5251724115846735656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5251724115846735656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5251724115846735656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/agradecimento-jandira.html' title='AGRADECIMENTO A JANDIRA!!!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNWDaA3tVHI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Gx8k9e5G-_8/s72-c/OBRIGADA%20t%C3%81%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3776561870069133165</id><published>2008-09-18T20:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:43:51.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COISAS QUE GOSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="140" alt="cora&amp;#231;ao brilh" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNLmAb87_NI/AAAAAAAAAsE/lVCOrxzS-0Y/cora%C3%A7ao%20brilh%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;O cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o tem domic&amp;#237;lio no peito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Comigo a anatomia ficou louca... Sou toda cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o!&amp;quot;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Maiak&amp;#243;vski)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu n&amp;#227;o conhecia a frase, mas amei de primeira e &amp;#233; claro, n&amp;#227;o queria perder a oportunidade de post&amp;#225;-la aqui. Tem por ai, mas aqui ela &amp;#233; minha, minha cara!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNLmB9gSSZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-_aJ8SU-1zQ/s1600-h/papiro%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="papiro" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNLntsiUiGI/AAAAAAAAAsU/5SwgZF700VA/papiro%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O papiro tem algo que &amp;#233; indiscutivel. Acho que &amp;#233; um &amp;quot;casamento&amp;quot; perfeito com a frase anterior. Uma grande verdade. A verdade de cada um!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosto muito da letra desta m&amp;#250;sica, desta verdade!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="200" alt="4764_fiquecomdeus" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNLmEpdrm8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/5R49xS4xypY/4764_fiquecomdeus%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3776561870069133165?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3776561870069133165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3776561870069133165&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3776561870069133165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3776561870069133165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/coisas-que-gosto.html' title='COISAS QUE GOSTO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNLmAb87_NI/AAAAAAAAAsE/lVCOrxzS-0Y/s72-c/cora%C3%A7ao%20brilh%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2017854184678884083</id><published>2008-09-16T19:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:47:55.797-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENTE PARA REFLETIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="291" alt="presente de tocdeamor.zip 2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNA06lXFkVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Fb12EKLjilA/presente%20de%20tocdeamor.zip%202%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembrancinha l&amp;#225; do lindo cantinho que conheci hoje;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://tocdeamor.zip.net"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://tocdeamor.zip.net&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="281" alt="PRESENTE DA R&amp;#202; LUA" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNA09pJVH7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/Y6LZAky2lns/PRESENTE%20DA%20R%C3%8A%20LUA%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E esta lembrancinha linda &amp;#233; l&amp;#225; da R&amp;#234;Lua. Tem uma postagem muito bonita e bem feita sobre a NATUREZA, que vale ser lida e refletida. VALE conferir estes dois recantos!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Afinal, se n&amp;#227;o estamos aqui para criar la&amp;#231;os afetivos, por qual outra raz&amp;#227;o seria, n&amp;#233;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="200" alt="4764_fiquecomdeus" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNA0-RBj-4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/VjzZOYF1fM8/4764_fiquecomdeus%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2017854184678884083?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2017854184678884083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2017854184678884083&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2017854184678884083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2017854184678884083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/presente-para-refletir.html' title='PRESENTE PARA REFLETIR'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SNA06lXFkVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Fb12EKLjilA/s72-c/presente%20de%20tocdeamor.zip%202%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-726817120025053013</id><published>2008-09-12T23:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:49:16.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UM POUCO DE MUITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="326" alt="AMIGO" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmhnK2q5I/AAAAAAAAArY/Gl9FKjhLk-o/AMIGO%5B14%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este presentinho oferecido pela Lumma, tem tudo a ver com este selinho que acabei de receber... Tudo a ver comigo! Me sinto pr&amp;#243;xima de voc&amp;#234;s e nem preciso ficar afirmando isso. Quem passa por aqui , conhece bem meu carinho e estima por todos. N&amp;#227;o sei fazer diferente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="173" alt="selo_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmiZaMk8I/AAAAAAAAArc/VuuAUZcZdYc/selo_1%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho deselegante, at&amp;#233;&amp;#160; mesmo cruel quando algu&amp;#233;m passa (entra?), num blog, site ou seja l&amp;#225; o que for, apenas quando est&amp;#225; querendo votos ou coisa parecida. Nem d&amp;#225; uma lidinha pra saber se o sujeito t&amp;#225; morrendo e se despedindo dos demais&lt;/strong&gt; (risos)&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E olha que tem cada recanto espetacular! Bom gosto de textos, reflex&amp;#245;es para o esp&amp;#237;rito, etc. &amp;#201; tipo os pol&amp;#237;ticos que estamos vendo por agora. Alguns, depois que ganham seus pr&amp;#234;mios OU n&amp;#227;o, s&amp;#243; retornam quando houver nova &amp;quot;elei&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot; ou &amp;quot;premia&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; Existem tamb&amp;#233;m os que passam, espiam e saem sem dizer adeus, pelo menos, n&amp;#233;?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo bem, NINGU&amp;#201;M est&amp;#225; obrigada a nada!!! Eu s&amp;#243; estou falando de Educa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, de PROXIMIDADE! Afinal a gente s&amp;#243; interage com quem se afina, n&amp;#233; mesmo?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="84" alt="plaquinhaaa" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmi_zAyJI/AAAAAAAAArg/1lnwdOJZAY4/plaquinhaaa%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#227;o teria o menor sentido pra mim, se n&amp;#227;o houvesse essa intera&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que tenho com alguns de voc&amp;#234;s, essa troca de informa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, e at&amp;#233;&amp;#160; de encorajamento muitas vezes. Viramos um pouco fam&amp;#237;lia,&amp;#160; chego a imaginar o rosto e at&amp;#233; mesmo a voz de nosso amigo ou amiga que est&amp;#225; ai do outro lado&lt;font size="1"&gt; (PODE DIZER QUE SOU DOIDA!).&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Sinto at&amp;#233; saudade!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="84" alt="plaquinhaaa" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmjebgCYI/AAAAAAAAArk/L9sClGGA7fk/plaquinhaaa%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Eu acredito e invisto na Proximidade sim. J&amp;#225; tem dist&amp;#226;ncia demais at&amp;#233; mesmo dentro das fam&amp;#237;lias. As pessoas est&amp;#227;o se matando... Os pais, os filhos... Os desconhecidos. Diante de tanto desamor e crueldade, nada mais justo de (TAMB&amp;#201;M ) aqui, fazermos a nossa parte no sentido de que o BEM&amp;#160; possa prevalecer. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmkHVJsCI/AAAAAAAAAro/x9BaLzIUt7k/s1600-h/quente%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="233" alt="estounessa" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmlRmgW6I/AAAAAAAAArs/7agobE7MMlU/estounessa%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Este selinho abaixo ganhei da Cristal do deliriosdiarios , a quem s&amp;#243; agora posso agradecer. Sempre &amp;#233; tempo, n&amp;#233; amiga? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmkHVJsCI/AAAAAAAAAro/x9BaLzIUt7k/s1600-h/quente%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="204" alt="quente" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmmDmJpdI/AAAAAAAAArw/4OAtIB8SKPc/quente_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Que o calor do Amor do Pai Eterno, possa nos aquecer SEMPRE, porque, a coisa t&amp;#225; feia, viu?&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="332" alt="findesemana001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmoE63AdI/AAAAAAAAAr0/CXlIsFU2Enc/findesemana001%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-726817120025053013?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/726817120025053013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=726817120025053013&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/726817120025053013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/726817120025053013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/um-pouco-de-muito.html' title='UM POUCO DE MUITO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMsmhnK2q5I/AAAAAAAAArY/Gl9FKjhLk-o/s72-c/AMIGO%5B14%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5472445759819833986</id><published>2008-09-10T21:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:10:33.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUESTÃO DE FÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="tudoposso" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMhq7soEZDI/AAAAAAAAArE/LYiNB5zp8-8/tudoposso%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;b&gt;Fracassamos,      &lt;br /&gt;Quando visualizamos a derrota,       &lt;br /&gt;antes da batalha.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando abandonamos a luta,       &lt;br /&gt;com medo da disc&amp;#243;rdia.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando ouvimos o N&amp;#227;o,       &lt;br /&gt;antes da pergunta.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando silenciamos,       &lt;br /&gt;com medo da resposta.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando o dia amanhece,       &lt;br /&gt;na hora que deitamos.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando o sono vem,       &lt;br /&gt;e n&amp;#227;o nos entregamos.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando o medo de sonhar,       &lt;br /&gt;se transforma em pesadelo.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando a vida se dilui,       &lt;br /&gt;na busca que fazemos.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando a chave da verdade,       &lt;br /&gt;abre as portas da mentira.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando lamentamos na chegada,       &lt;br /&gt;a hora da partida.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando o Amor vai a leil&amp;#227;o,       &lt;br /&gt;no martelo da cobi&amp;#231;a.       &lt;br /&gt;Fracassamos,       &lt;br /&gt;Quando choramos a morte       &lt;br /&gt;diante da vida.       &lt;br /&gt;Quando n&amp;#227;o cremos e n&amp;#227;o       &lt;br /&gt;temos um &lt;font size="5"&gt;Deus&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;como Senhor e Salvador... Aquele que nos fortalece SEMPRE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="48" alt="barrinhaaaaa" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMhq8c_wBFI/AAAAAAAAArM/1xixaFIRulQ/barrinhaaaaa%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="63" border="0" /&gt; FIQUE COM DEUS!!!       &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5472445759819833986?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5472445759819833986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5472445759819833986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5472445759819833986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5472445759819833986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/questo-de-f.html' title='QUESTÃO DE FÉ'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMhq7soEZDI/AAAAAAAAArE/LYiNB5zp8-8/s72-c/tudoposso%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4647658964686754732</id><published>2008-09-07T12:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:51:44.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AOS (leais) AMIGOS VIRTUAIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="400" alt="ab" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMP4_D3BSpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ZX1UL9Jo-aw/ab%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; pela meseric&amp;#243;rdia de Deus que posso &lt;em&gt;continuar &lt;/em&gt;sem perder a minha capacidade de dar e receber Amor. Sem Amor &lt;em&gt;NADA &lt;/em&gt;seria, nada sou! Sem Amor n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; f&amp;#233; e portanto, n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; vit&amp;#243;ria...&amp;#160; Por mais que doa, Deus sempre fortalece aos que Nele cr&amp;#234;em. Ele conhece meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e conhece cada pedacinho de &lt;em&gt;minha hist&amp;#243;ria&lt;/em&gt; antes mesmo que eu tivesse chegado aqui. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; tamb&amp;#233;m com Amor que venho &lt;em&gt;AGRADECER &lt;/em&gt;o carinho e as palavras de afeto, de encorajamento que voc&amp;#234;s, meus amigos virtuais me deixaram. Agradecer a cada um, pois pessoas valiosas como voc&amp;#234;s merecem REconhecimento, merecem ser conhecidas e queridas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="280" alt="amigos virtuais" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMP5A-mL0mI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PMWWccUcQYs/amigos%20virtuais%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/luznapenumbra"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/luznapenumbra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://criticandomeiomundo.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://criticandomeiomundo.blogspot.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://silviassantow.zip.net"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://silviassantow.zip.net&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasia1959.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://fantasia1959.zip.net/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://instantespequenos.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://instantespequenos.blogspot.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/guerreirodaluz"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/guerreirodaluz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deliriosdi&amp;aacute;rios.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://deliriosdi&amp;#225;rios.zip.net/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mundinhorelua05.zip.net"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://mundinhorelua05.zip.net&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;*O que voc&amp;#234;s deixaram aqui, foi confortante e&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;importante para&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#0000ff" size="2"&gt;mim!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="214" alt="CARINHO PRA TI" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMP5GSoqKfI/AAAAAAAAAqU/g5tX0mB592E/CARINHO%20PRA%20TI%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma grande abra&amp;#231;o fraterno e fique com DEUS!!! O Deus&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;do imposs&amp;#237;vel&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="32" alt="abracoapaixonado" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMQGnq-7dYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/xul3VDoQCpg/abracoapaixonado%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="92" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4647658964686754732?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4647658964686754732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4647658964686754732&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4647658964686754732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4647658964686754732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/aos-leais-amigos-virtuais.html' title='AOS (leais) AMIGOS VIRTUAIS!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SMP4_D3BSpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ZX1UL9Jo-aw/s72-c/ab%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4494747194055585248</id><published>2008-09-01T17:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:25:35.935-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A FORÇA DE UM AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="cristo" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxKMFkw4MI/AAAAAAAAApw/5N3ec7h43aU/cristo%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acho que sabemos que amamos verdadeiramente uma pessoa quando a vemos partir,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;isso nos parte em mil, e ainda assim desejamos que ela seja feliz, mesmo se nossos mil peda&amp;#231;os vagam chorando em cada canto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&amp;#243; o amor nos torna seres assim t&amp;#227;o superiores, capazes de tanta grandeza.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desejar a felicidade de quem magoou nosso cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; assim coisa t&amp;#227;o f&amp;#225;cil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="39" alt="barrinha13" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxOhr4nniI/AAAAAAAAAqA/CwOPcxAj3bE/barrinha13%5B17%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exige de n&amp;#243;s uma for&amp;#231;a extraordin&amp;#225;ria. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uma luta se trava em n&amp;#243;s:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;parte nos empurra, nos cega para o bom e abre nosso cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#224; m&amp;#225;goa e outra parte se enche de ternura com as lembran&amp;#231;as do que de bom vivemos.&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;#201; nosso eu doente e nosso eu s&amp;#227;o dentro de um mesmo espa&amp;#231;o e cada qual tentando falar mais alto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como desejar a felicidade de quem nos feriu?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como passar por cima? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Temos sentimentos... e os bons ficam &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;assim &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&amp;#227;o mi&amp;#250;dos quando os maus aparecem...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="39" alt="barrinha13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxOiMmvekI/AAAAAAAAAqE/7dxpcuv7Hzg/barrinha13%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&amp;#243; mesmo um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o maior que n&amp;#243;s e nosso eu para vencer uma luta como essa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&amp;#243; mesmo um amor sem tamanho e uma bondade sem limites.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O amor &amp;#233; uma &amp;#225;gua bendita!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele lava as m&amp;#225;goas, ele purifica, deixa branco, sem m&amp;#225;cula.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se voc&amp;#234; for capaz de perdoar a algu&amp;#233;m que feriu seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e ainda desejar a felicidade dele, saiba que o amor &amp;#233; o dom maior que vive no seu ser e que voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; uma pessoa bem-aventurada!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E pessoas bem-aventuradas n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#243; caminham com a felicidade do lado, elas caminham de m&amp;#227;os dadas com ela e vai chegar fatalmente o dia em &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;que essa felicidade vai abra&amp;#231;&amp;#225;-las. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="39" alt="barrinha13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxOimrRs_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/MWbkSOwA0vQ/barrinha13%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi imposs&amp;#237;vel ler este texto e n&amp;#227;o relacion&amp;#225;-lo com o Amor de uma m&amp;#227;e, com o momento de agora. As&amp;#160;&amp;#160; m&amp;#227;es que por ventura estejam sentindo neste momento a tristeza de &amp;quot;desencontros&amp;quot; e &amp;quot;partidas&amp;quot;,&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;partida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;no sentido figurado inclusive) fica aqui minha solidariedade e certeza de que &lt;font size="5"&gt;n&amp;#243;s n&amp;#227;o&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;precisamos ver nossos filhos partirem&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;para termos a convic&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o desse&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;Amor!!!&lt;/font&gt; Infelizmente, as vezes s&amp;#227;o eles que s&amp;#243; se d&amp;#227;o conta desse imenso sentimento, quando somos n&amp;#243;s que, literalmente partimos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="145" alt="0_fallcafe_ring" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxKN5uLtmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Amhf9nf_Nz4/0_fallcafe_ring%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4494747194055585248?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4494747194055585248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4494747194055585248&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4494747194055585248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4494747194055585248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/09/fora-de-um-amor.html' title='A FORÇA DE UM AMOR'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLxKMFkw4MI/AAAAAAAAApw/5N3ec7h43aU/s72-c/cristo%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2766804232604699693</id><published>2008-08-27T19:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:00:57.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRECE INDÍGENA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="373" alt="INDIA $" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLXOkEWEi2I/AAAAAAAAApk/y0wPsjekqzc/INDIA%20%24%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh! Grande Esp&amp;#237;rito - cuja voz eu ou&amp;#231;o nos ventos, e cujo alento d&amp;#225; a vida a todos no mundo.     &lt;br /&gt;Ouve-me! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou pequeno e fraco, necessito de Tua for&amp;#231;a e sabedoria. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa-me andar em beleza, e faz meus olhos contemplarem sempre com amor o vermelho p&amp;#250;rpura do por-do-sol.     &lt;br /&gt;Faz com que minhas m&amp;#227;os respeitem as coisas que fizestes.      &lt;br /&gt;E meus ouvidos sejam agu&amp;#231;ados para ouvir Tua voz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz-me s&amp;#225;bio para que eu possa compreender as coisas que ensinaste ao meu povo.     &lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me aprender as li&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es que escondeste em cada folha, em cada rocha.      &lt;br /&gt;Eu busco a for&amp;#231;a, n&amp;#227;o para ser maior que meu irm&amp;#227;o mas para lutar contra meu maior inimigo - Eu mesmo.      &lt;br /&gt;Faz-me sempre pronto para chegar a Ti com as m&amp;#227;os limpas e o olhar firme, a fim de que quando a vida se apagar, como se apaga o poente, meu esp&amp;#237;rito possa chegar a Ti sem se envergonhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="42" alt="qmz" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLXOk4QP9oI/AAAAAAAAApo/8iL9txOWCBA/qmz%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom reler esta prece no momento atual. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For&amp;#231;as... mas n&amp;#227;o quero machucar ningu&amp;#233;m, for&amp;#231;as exatamente para n&amp;#227;o permitir que me machuquem ainda mais. Preciso de sabedoria&amp;#160; pra saber lidar exatamente com aqueles que via como &amp;quot;mansos&amp;quot; e est&amp;#227;o t&amp;#227;o pertinho de mim. Meu Deus, isso &amp;#233; o que se chama &amp;quot;pele de cordeiro.&amp;quot; Preciso de sorte pra sobreviver a falsidade, a trai&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, a covardia. T&amp;#225; doendo pra danar, luto contra a raiva e a m&amp;#225;goa (grandes inimigas ), luto pelo respeito que mere&amp;#231;o como mulher, como ser humano do bem que sei que sou, como m&amp;#227;e. O choro &amp;#233; b&amp;#225;lsamo, mas preciso de mais que isso, porque ele, o choro, t&amp;#225; doendo de quase arrebentar o peito. Covardia &amp;#233; um punhal de veneno!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Agrade&amp;#231;o &lt;/font&gt;teu desejo de boa sorte e tudo de bom que voc&amp;#234;, mentalmete desejar me oferecer. Que tuas ora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es subam aos c&amp;#233;us e nenhuma delas volte sem resposta. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;*T&amp;#244; sumida e com saudade de voc&amp;#234;s, mas como TUDO na&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;vida passa... enquanto n&amp;#227;o passa t&amp;#225; passando (espero). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At&amp;#233; breve&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;img height="125" alt="c0029" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLXOlk9A6wI/AAAAAAAAAps/MOd_v9Lp0Dw/c0029%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUEMOS COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2766804232604699693?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2766804232604699693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2766804232604699693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2766804232604699693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2766804232604699693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/prece-indgena.html' title='PRECE INDÍGENA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SLXOkEWEi2I/AAAAAAAAApk/y0wPsjekqzc/s72-c/INDIA%20%24%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5087946621683923258</id><published>2008-08-17T20:34:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:09:27.418-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO BEM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="397" alt="arose-symphonyBlog" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKjAkqOcAPI/AAAAAAAAApc/w4nUnmhPfaM/arose-symphonyBlog%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha uma semana de grandes maravilhas e de muita clareza espiritual...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="109" alt="22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKjAla6OV3I/AAAAAAAAApg/xvclMCH9tno/22%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5087946621683923258?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5087946621683923258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5087946621683923258&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5087946621683923258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5087946621683923258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/voc-importante-pra-mim.html' title='PENSANDO BEM...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKjAkqOcAPI/AAAAAAAAApc/w4nUnmhPfaM/s72-c/arose-symphonyBlog%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4935747027382533431</id><published>2008-08-15T21:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:13:22.292-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKYaBtHZA1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/oUCF4roF4Q4/s1600-h/blue_moon%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="484" alt="blue_moon" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKYaD_3DmFI/AAAAAAAAAog/Zb1lUS7Gvog/blue_moon_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;Somos o quadro ainda n&amp;#227;o terminado.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somos a m&amp;#250;sica que ainda n&amp;#227;o tem todos os sons.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somos as florestas onde ainda n&amp;#227;o floresceram todas as sementes.     &lt;br /&gt;Somos o cosmos que ainda n&amp;#227;o mostrou todos os planetas, s&amp;#243;is e estrelas&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somos o sil&amp;#234;ncio que ainda faz som.     &lt;br /&gt;Somos a alegria que ainda n&amp;#227;o morreu de felicidade.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos o vazio pleno de esperan&amp;#231;a.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos a esperan&amp;#231;a plena de desespero.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos a coragem tr&amp;#234;mula de pavor.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos anjos que brincamos com o dem&amp;#244;nio.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos dem&amp;#244;nios que querem ser anjos.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos santos pecadores.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos virtudes.       &lt;br /&gt;Somos p&amp;#243; de estrelas.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos luz.      &lt;br /&gt;Somos muito mais do que somos.&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;R.T Acu&amp;#241;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="133" alt="barrinha emot" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKYaE0bb61I/AAAAAAAAAok/wnY6WM8uMu8/barrinha%20emot%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diante deste Universo n&amp;#227;o existem culpados.&amp;#160; At&amp;#233;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;aqui, tudo o que fizemos, o que pensamos foi E &amp;#233; o melhor dentro do nosso n&amp;#237;vel de lucidez e nada podia ter sido diferente. Portanto ABAIXO A CULPA e vamos continuar em dire&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o ao crescimento. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que na tua forma de Ser, seja ela qual for, a Paz possa estar em teu caminho, em tua vida...&amp;#160; abrace-a, e que ela, a Paz abrace voc&amp;#234;&lt;/em&gt;!... &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;Eu&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#008040"&gt;n&amp;#227;o vou desistir do caminho.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="103" alt="paz" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKYaFnIiN2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/Rlpr4Pg4PNE/paz%5B15%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="79" border="0" /&gt; FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;#211;TIMO FINAL DE SEMANA!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4935747027382533431?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4935747027382533431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4935747027382533431&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4935747027382533431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4935747027382533431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/somos.html' title='SOMOS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKYaD_3DmFI/AAAAAAAAAog/Zb1lUS7Gvog/s72-c/blue_moon_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4334135273886933389</id><published>2008-08-14T19:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:26:24.427-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FLORESÇA E REFLORESÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSxAt0NDXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/87dHPHOILbs/s1600-h/web_virgo%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSxAt0NDXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/87dHPHOILbs/s1600-h/web_virgo%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="web_virgo" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSvy6VwNTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/jzPGlMPR5_A/web_virgo_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voc&amp;#234; n&amp;#227;o veio ao mundo para ser &amp;quot;esmagado&amp;quot; por imposi&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es,     &lt;br /&gt;mas para cumprir o prop&amp;#243;sito do seu Esp&amp;#237;rito.      &lt;br /&gt;Sempre haver&amp;#225; pessoas e circunst&amp;#226;ncias que,      &lt;br /&gt;como pedras, poder&amp;#227;o atrasar sua caminhada.      &lt;br /&gt;Continue caminhando.&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Diante da tirania lembre-se que o tirano perde      &lt;br /&gt;mais do que o tiranizado.      &lt;br /&gt;Ele n&amp;#227;o pode escapar de si pr&amp;#243;prio,      &lt;br /&gt;mas voc&amp;#234; pode escapar dele.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIBRTE-SE.&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="55" alt="barrinha14" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSvzv1OSJI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3OYNnaKZE00/barrinha14%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; sob o c&amp;#233;u ningu&amp;#233;m que nunca tenha     &lt;br /&gt;sido desaprovado por outrem.      &lt;br /&gt;Algumas ou muitas vezes surgir&amp;#225; algu&amp;#233;m para julg&amp;#225;-lo      &lt;br /&gt;e conden&amp;#225;-lo, para abalar a sua auto imagem.      &lt;br /&gt;N&amp;#227;o se abale ... prossiga sob o c&amp;#233;u que o protege.      &lt;br /&gt;Diante da desaprova&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o lembre-se que Deus      &lt;br /&gt;n&amp;#227;o erra e voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; uma cria&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o dEle.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;APROVE-SE.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="55" alt="barrinha14" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSv0fN2t6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/IC1Jm82eXJk/barrinha14%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem sempre ser&amp;#225; f&amp;#225;cil encontrar algu&amp;#233;m que o ame     &lt;br /&gt;incondicionalmente e sem restri&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es &amp;#224;      &lt;br /&gt;sua maneira muito &amp;#218;NICA de ser.      &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#243; voc&amp;#234; conhece suas raz&amp;#245;es para ser como &amp;#233;.      &lt;br /&gt;Os perfeccionistas t&amp;#234;m olhos s&amp;#243; para a &amp;quot;imperfei&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot;.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; a&amp;#237; que eles entram em permanentes estados de frustra&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACEITE-SE.&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="55" alt="barrinha14" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSv0_HgIeI/AAAAAAAAAoI/l_SigqRa0Oc/barrinha14%5B17%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em seu caminho, vez ou outra, surgir&amp;#227;o alguns     &lt;br /&gt;querendo p&amp;#244;-lo de joelhos diante deles.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201;-lhes necess&amp;#225;rio compensar sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es      &lt;br /&gt;de pequenez e desvalia.      &lt;br /&gt;Prossiga em p&amp;#233;!      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VALORIZE-SE.&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="55" alt="barrinha14" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSv1oBx0KI/AAAAAAAAAoM/W_6CiYXwPGw/barrinha14%5B23%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voc&amp;#234; veio ao mundo sozinho e, sozinho, o deixar&amp;#225;.     &lt;br /&gt;Nunca lhe ser&amp;#225; poss&amp;#237;vel ser apreciado por todos,      &lt;br /&gt;assim como n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; poss&amp;#237;vel voc&amp;#234; apreciar a todos.      &lt;br /&gt;Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; a &amp;#218;NICA pessoa presente em sua Vida      &lt;br /&gt;durante as 24 horas de cada dia.      &lt;br /&gt;Com essa pessoa voc&amp;#234; conviver&amp;#225; por toda a Eternidade.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&amp;#227;o queira um dia deixar esta exist&amp;#234;ncia&lt;/i&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;levando consigo um inimigo&lt;/i&gt;...      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AME-SE ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="145" alt="0_fallcafe_ring" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSv2jqibDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-S85hMtZiHw/0_fallcafe_ring%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="90" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Que SEM culpa, TODOS n&amp;#243;s possamos nos dar a chance de ser feliz...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sermos nosso MAIOR E MELHOR AMIGO!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;*At&amp;#233; a pr&amp;#243;xima, se o amiguinho computador n&amp;#227;o aprontar&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;de novo (&lt;em&gt;risos quase &amp;quot;sem gra&amp;#231;a&amp;quot;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4334135273886933389?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4334135273886933389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4334135273886933389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4334135273886933389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4334135273886933389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/floresa-e-refloresa.html' title='FLORESÇA E REFLORESÇA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKSvy6VwNTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/jzPGlMPR5_A/s72-c/web_virgo_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6202061540306286450</id><published>2008-08-11T08:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:52:01.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRA VOCÊ E PRA TODOS NÓS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="464" alt="sf072" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKAn29JatyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZpvQOTKS2GM/sf072%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="414" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6202061540306286450?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6202061540306286450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6202061540306286450&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6202061540306286450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6202061540306286450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/reflexo-pra-ns-todos.html' title='PRA VOCÊ E PRA TODOS NÓS...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SKAn29JatyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZpvQOTKS2GM/s72-c/sf072%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6748832492818046249</id><published>2008-08-09T22:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T04:36:37.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EXEMPLO DE PAI... DE PAZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="448" alt="JESUS 11" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJ5Ajb13JpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/PrU5RZhxG08/JESUS%2011%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Grande Homem      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#233; silenciosamente bom.       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; genial, mas n&amp;#227;o exibe g&amp;#234;nio.       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; poderoso, mas n&amp;#227;o ostenta poder.       &lt;br /&gt;Socorre a todos sem precipita&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; puro, mas n&amp;#227;o vocifera contra os impuros.       &lt;br /&gt;Adora o que &amp;#233; sagrado, mas sem fanatismo.       &lt;br /&gt;Carrega fardos pesados com leveza e sem gemido.       &lt;br /&gt;Domina, mas sem insol&amp;#234;ncia.       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; humilde, mas sem servilismo.       &lt;br /&gt;Fala a grandes dist&amp;#226;ncias, mas sem gritar.       &lt;br /&gt;Ama sem se oferecer.       &lt;br /&gt;Faz bem a todos antes que se perceba.       &lt;br /&gt;Rasga caminhos novos sem esmagar ningu&amp;#233;m.       &lt;br /&gt;Abre largos espa&amp;#231;os sem arrombar portas.       &lt;br /&gt;Entra no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o humano sem saber como.       &lt;br /&gt;O grande homem &amp;#233; como o Sol :       &lt;br /&gt;assaz poderoso para sustentar um sistema planet&amp;#225;rio       &lt;br /&gt;e assaz delicado para beijar uma p&amp;#233;tala de flor.       &lt;br /&gt;Assim &amp;#233; e assim age o homem verdadeiramente grande       &lt;br /&gt;porque &amp;#233;       &lt;br /&gt;Instrumento nas M&amp;#227;os de Deus.&lt;font size="1"&gt;Livro: &amp;quot; De Alma Para Alma &amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ DIA DOS PAIS!!!      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="78" alt="barragrandenw3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJ5AkNnvhVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/g8d4PO4kdfI/barragrandenw3%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ess&amp;#234;ncia desta linda mensagem aos pais e&amp;#160; &amp;quot;p&amp;#227;es&amp;quot;(mulheres q. conseguem coragem de exercer os dois pap&amp;#233;is). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo dia &amp;#233; dia de viver, de amar, de homenagear, portanto, aproveito para deixar meu carinho &amp;#224; todos, seja voc&amp;#234; pai ou n&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto isso, resolvi que eu mesma vou ME dar flores nesse domingo... desisti de ficar tentando mostrar o caminho que vem na minha dire&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. &amp;quot;Quem n&amp;#227;o v&amp;#234; bem uma palavra, n&amp;#227;o pode ver bem uma alma&amp;quot;, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; isso que diz a poesia? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei l&amp;#225; onde li isso, mas a verdade &amp;#233; que &amp;#233; a minha cara&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;quot;Quem tem por que viver aguenta qualquer como.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;MEU FILHO,&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Nunca duvide disso,&lt;/font&gt; 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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6748832492818046249?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6748832492818046249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6748832492818046249&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6748832492818046249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6748832492818046249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/exemplo-de-pai-de-paz.html' title='EXEMPLO DE PAI... DE PAZ!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJ5Ajb13JpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/PrU5RZhxG08/s72-c/JESUS%2011%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2028955157388022968</id><published>2008-08-07T10:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:46:35.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONHECER... CONHECER-SE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img height="404" alt="uni&amp;#227;oepaz" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJr72_EKqTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/0ERIvo0hAJU/uni%C3%A3oepaz_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;Toda a compreens&amp;#227;o que temos dos outros deriva de n&amp;#243;s mesmos. Quando nos identificamos com algu&amp;#233;m e podemos aceitar sua forma de ser, significa que encontramos em n&amp;#243;s mesmos elementos semelhantes ao outro.      &lt;br /&gt;Identificamo-nos com os outros quando entendemos existir em n&amp;#243;s as mesmas limita&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, ang&amp;#250;stias e ansiedades que experimentam. Por esta raz&amp;#227;o, para que este mundo seja mais tolerante &amp;#233; fundamental que as pessoas se conhe&amp;#231;am mais.       &lt;br /&gt;O autoconhecimento &amp;#233; um dos movimentos pol&amp;#237;ticos menos reconhecidos e computados nas an&amp;#225;lises das for&amp;#231;as que transformam este mundo. A paz s&amp;#243; &amp;#233; poss&amp;#237;vel entre pessoas que se conhecem.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt; &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;N.Bonder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="63" alt="GIFS MENINAS" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJr73z1RGhI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Sg-h37xdy1Y/GIFS%20MENINAS%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2028955157388022968?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2028955157388022968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2028955157388022968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2028955157388022968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2028955157388022968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/conhecer-conhecer-se.html' title='CONHECER... CONHECER-SE'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJr72_EKqTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/0ERIvo0hAJU/s72-c/uni%C3%A3oepaz_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2374233045159681536</id><published>2008-08-05T18:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:52:31.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOU EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img height="422" alt="mulher refl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKsmjqCTI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0VrPwcQ5RDI/mulher%20refl%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aceite-me como eu sou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&amp;#227;o venho com garantia...       &lt;br /&gt;nem tenho a pretens&amp;#227;o,        &lt;br /&gt;de ser algu&amp;#233;m perfeito.        &lt;br /&gt;Toda a perfei&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o n&amp;#227;o posso ter.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKtK2cTmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/5UoHk7glKkE/bar_flower_animl%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sou como voc&amp;#234;:       &lt;br /&gt;sou da esp&amp;#233;cie humana,        &lt;br /&gt;sou capaz de errar.        &lt;br /&gt;O erro n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; falha de car&amp;#225;ter        &lt;br /&gt;e errar faz parte da Natureza Humana.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKtsw0KHI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tyHfw-9uyRo/bar_flower_animl%5B17%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu vivo.       &lt;br /&gt;Eu sorrio.        &lt;br /&gt;Eu tamb&amp;#233;m aprendo!        &lt;br /&gt;Meu conhecimento &amp;#233; incompleto.        &lt;br /&gt;Estou na busca o tempo todo,        &lt;br /&gt;nas horas acordadas e nas horas de sono.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKuLs2POI/AAAAAAAAAlk/3eI65lfcPFU/bar_flower_animl%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu tenho um longo caminho a ser percorrido,       &lt;br /&gt;assim como voc&amp;#234; tamb&amp;#233;m tem.        &lt;br /&gt;Aprendemos nossas li&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es pelo caminho.        &lt;br /&gt;Atingiremos a Sabedoria.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKuoDYLSI/AAAAAAAAAlo/a0lzVGFHSW4/bar_flower_animl%5B23%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assim, por favor,       &lt;br /&gt;aceite-me como sou!        &lt;br /&gt;Porque eu sou s&amp;#243; eu.        &lt;br /&gt;Apenas eu.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="50" alt="bar_flower_animl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKvLPUJmI/AAAAAAAAAls/tUWLls8Ya5s/bar_flower_animl%5B29%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; ningu&amp;#233;m igualzinho a mim no mundo.       &lt;br /&gt;Esta &amp;#233; a &amp;#250;nica garantia que dou.        &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; assim que eu me sinto.        &lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.        &lt;br /&gt;Abra-me e veja-o!        &lt;br /&gt;Por favor , cuide bem dele.        &lt;br /&gt;Ele &amp;#233; tudo que eu sou.        &lt;br /&gt;Apenas eu.&amp;#160; &lt;font size="1"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ilvia Schmidt&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Na vontade de rabiscar sobre&amp;#160; o que tem ido e estado &amp;quot;aqui dentro&amp;quot;,&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;encontro&lt;/strong&gt; e me encontro nessa &lt;strong&gt;mensagem&lt;/strong&gt;.. quem sabe&amp;#160; um come&amp;#231;o pra&amp;#160; &amp;quot;desabrochar&amp;quot; e rabiscar mesmo, dividir, de certa forma, o que est&amp;#225; por aqui (?)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;O bom de tudo &amp;#233; ME perceber crescida e consciente que existe uma outra for&amp;#231;a sem ser a emo&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o... &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;Penso&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;, logo existo, n&amp;#233;? (&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;risos&lt;/strong&gt;... apesar de alguns)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="73" alt="Deus &amp;#233; amor" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKv6gx6pI/AAAAAAAAAlw/W5HW-rIC2f0/Deus%20%C3%A9%20amor%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2374233045159681536?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2374233045159681536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2374233045159681536&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2374233045159681536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2374233045159681536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/sou-eu.html' title='SOU EU'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJjKsmjqCTI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0VrPwcQ5RDI/s72-c/mulher%20refl%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5568425578179676196</id><published>2008-08-03T22:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:32:35.978-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIGO É CASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="amizade2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJZbMA19SUI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ymJuN4lGeqM/amizade2%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigo &amp;#233; feito casa que se&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;faz aos poucos      &lt;br /&gt;e com paci&amp;#234;ncia pra &lt;i&gt;durar pra sempre &lt;/i&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Mas &amp;#233; preciso ter muito tijolo e terra       &lt;br /&gt;preparar reboco, construir tramelas       &lt;br /&gt;Usar a sapi&amp;#234;ncia de um Jo&amp;#227;o-de-barro       &lt;br /&gt;que constr&amp;#243;i com arte a sua resid&amp;#234;ncia       &lt;br /&gt;h&amp;#225; que o alicerce seja muito resistente       &lt;br /&gt;que &amp;#224;s chuvas e aos ventos possa ent&amp;#227;o a proteger       &lt;br /&gt;E h&amp;#225; que fincar muito jequitib&amp;#225;       &lt;br /&gt;e vigas de jatob&amp;#225;       &lt;br /&gt;e adubar o jardim e plantar muita flor toiceiras de resed&amp;#225;s       &lt;br /&gt;n&amp;#227;o falte um caramanch&amp;#227;o pros tempos idos lembrar       &lt;br /&gt;que os cabelos brancos v&amp;#227;o surgindo       &lt;br /&gt;Que nem mato na roceira       &lt;br /&gt;que mal d&amp;#225; pra capinar       &lt;br /&gt;e h&amp;#225; que ver os p&amp;#233;s de manac&amp;#225;       &lt;br /&gt;che&amp;#237;nhos de sabi&amp;#225;s       &lt;br /&gt;sabendo que os rouxin&amp;#243;is v&amp;#227;o trazer arreb&amp;#243;is       &lt;br /&gt;choro de imaginar!       &lt;br /&gt;pra festa da cumieira n&amp;#227;o faltem os viol&amp;#245;es!       &lt;br /&gt;muito milho ardendo na fogueira       &lt;br /&gt;e quent&amp;#227;o farto em gengibre       &lt;br /&gt;aquecendo os cora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es       &lt;br /&gt;A casa &amp;#233; amizade constru&amp;#237;da aos poucos       &lt;br /&gt;e que a gente quer com beira e tribeira       &lt;br /&gt;Com gelosia feita de mat&amp;#233;ria rara       &lt;br /&gt;e altas platibandas, com port&amp;#227;o bem largo       &lt;br /&gt;que &amp;#233; pra se entrar sorrindo       &lt;br /&gt;nas horas incertas       &lt;br /&gt;sem fazer alarde, sem causar transtorno       &lt;br /&gt;Amigo que &amp;#233; amigo quando quer estar presente       &lt;br /&gt;faz-se quase transparente sem deixar-se perceber       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amigo &amp;#233; pra ficar, se chegar, se achegar, &lt;/i&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;se abra&amp;#231;ar, se beijar, se louvar, bendizer       &lt;br /&gt;Amigo a gente acolhe, recolhe e agasalha       &lt;br /&gt;e oferece lugar pra dormir e comer       &lt;br /&gt;Amigo que &amp;#233; amigo n&amp;#227;o puxa tapete       &lt;br /&gt;oferece pra gente o melhor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;que tem e o que nem tem, quando n&amp;#227;o tem, finge que tem,      &lt;br /&gt;faz o que pode e o seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o reparte que nem p&amp;#227;o. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Capiba / Herm&amp;#237;nio Bello de Carvalho&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="7" alt="barrina a" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJZbMjsgjFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/nUIoJzUtn3A/barrina%20a%5B15%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NA semana passada assisti&amp;#160; no J&amp;#244;, a entrevista&amp;#160; das cantoras Simone e Z&amp;#233;lia Duncan e fiquei sabendo da parceria que ambas est&amp;#227;o fazendo por ai. Certamente&amp;#160; imperd&amp;#237;vel!... &lt;strong&gt;Imperd&amp;#237;vel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tamb&amp;#233;m &amp;#233; a letra desta&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;m&amp;#250;sica que elas gravaram&lt;/strong&gt;... sem comet&amp;#225;rios. T&amp;#225; ai, &amp;#233; s&amp;#243; saborear e at&amp;#233; sentir saudade! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentir e relembrar TODOS os sentimentos&lt;strong&gt; fraternos&lt;/strong&gt; que s&amp;#243; a &lt;strong&gt;AMIZADE&lt;/strong&gt; disperta em n&amp;#243;s. Linda m&amp;#250;sica!!!&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="196" alt="z-boa-semana20" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJZbOKgYL_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/Iu07Q8GUlYM/z-boa-semana20%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="326" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM&amp;#160; DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5568425578179676196?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5568425578179676196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5568425578179676196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5568425578179676196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5568425578179676196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/08/amigo-casa.html' title='AMIGO É CASA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SJZbMA19SUI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ymJuN4lGeqM/s72-c/amizade2%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6393795001067953448</id><published>2008-07-29T18:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:38:02.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO NO OUTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 286px;" alt="winter_dreaming" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SI-H0A2HUkI/AAAAAAAAAks/-I1-CgAnF9Q/winter_dreaming%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um camponês&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;perguntou ao colega se ele gostava realmente dele. O outro então respondeu que sim, que gostava profundamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O primeiro voltou a perguntar:- Você sabe o que me causa sofrimento? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O outro responde: - Como posso saber o que lhe causa sofrimento?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O primeiro continua: - Se você não sabe o que  me causa sofrimento, como pode afirmar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;que gosta de&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Amor ao próximo vai MUITO além daquilo que imaginamos, acredito eu. Não existe outra maneira de amar o nosso semelhante se não formos capazes de saber, de conhecer aquilo que o faz sofrer,  aquilo que lhe desagrada.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Não podemos avaliar ninguém sem termos conhecimento do que o paralisa e o assusta nem o que nele é diferente de nós.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Amar o próximo como a nós mesmos... mas, o respeito pelo&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTRO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;não pode ser ignorado.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Acabo de lembrar de um pensamento, que por sinal gosto muito e escolho colocar aqui para fechar: &lt;strong&gt;"Ama-me&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;quando eu menos merecer, porque é neste momento que&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mais necessito de amor".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px;" alt="002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SI-H05z77dI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2bACPA0nl5Y/002%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" border="0" width="100" height="120" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6393795001067953448?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6393795001067953448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6393795001067953448&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6393795001067953448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6393795001067953448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/pensando-no-outro.html' title='PENSANDO NO OUTRO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SI-H0A2HUkI/AAAAAAAAAks/-I1-CgAnF9Q/s72-c/winter_dreaming%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-76388556742770256</id><published>2008-07-26T23:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:24:08.324-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA OS QUE NÃO ME VÊEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="346" alt="MULHER @@" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIvaUQo5l2I/AAAAAAAAAkY/YuaTmYfXijg/MULHER%20%40%40%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;O terr&amp;#237;vel &amp;#233; quando voc&amp;#234;, &amp;quot;sem me conhecer&amp;quot;, sem saber o que me faz infeliz, resolve dar opini&amp;#227;o sobre minha vida, sobre mim, sobre meu ser. Voc&amp;#234; que quando est&amp;#225; diante de mim n&amp;#227;o me olha e n&amp;#227;o me v&amp;#234;. Corre com os olhos pra todos os cantos, menos para mim. N&amp;#227;o precisa ter medo de mim. N&amp;#227;o sou melhor e nem pior que voc&amp;#234; e tamb&amp;#233;m n&amp;#227;o quero destruir voc&amp;#234;, nada de voc&amp;#234;, tenha certeza disso.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sei que cada um decide&amp;#160; onde quer colocar seu foco, &amp;#233; uma quest&amp;#227;o de escolha, o &amp;quot;feio&amp;quot; disso &amp;#233; que voc&amp;#234;, sem me &lt;strong&gt;VER,&lt;/strong&gt; resolve falar de mim e sobre mim. COMO voc&amp;#234; pode falar daquilo que voc&amp;#234; n&amp;#227;o enxerga? Ser&amp;#225; que o que voc&amp;#234; fala de mim &amp;#233; a partir de voc&amp;#234; mesmo? Odeias em mim o que n&amp;#227;o aceitas em ti? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tua covardia as vezes questiono. O que tanto te incomoda? Mas isso &amp;#233; problema teu e voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; uma pessoa que ficar&amp;#225; escrava disso enquanto se negar em me &lt;strong&gt;VER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Voc&amp;#234; n&amp;#227;o tem obriga&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de gostar de mim, ningu&amp;#233;m no mundo tem essa obriga&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, MAS, at&amp;#233; para desenvolver um &amp;#243;dio de mim, voc&amp;#234; vai precisar me &lt;strong&gt;VER &lt;/strong&gt;de fato!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;E lembre-se que sua infelicidade n&amp;#227;o depende de mim! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIvaWJadkvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eDELajrcaEc/s1600-h/DOMINGO%21%21%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="389" alt="DOMINGO!!" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIvaY3MNwPI/AAAAAAAAAkg/SssimyEycEk/DOMINGO%21%21_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; FIQUE COM DEUS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-76388556742770256?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/76388556742770256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=76388556742770256&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/76388556742770256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/76388556742770256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/para-os-que-no-me-vem.html' title='PARA OS QUE NÃO ME VÊEM!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIvaUQo5l2I/AAAAAAAAAkY/YuaTmYfXijg/s72-c/MULHER%20%40%40%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1152486579398005466</id><published>2008-07-21T20:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T15:49:46.299-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AOS AMIGOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="363" alt="12" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIUg-9ERLtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/RUTIO0gH5aw/12%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="25" alt="barrinha4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIUg_npitGI/AAAAAAAAAjU/J0gQy8ecRc4/barrinha4%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agrade&amp;#231;o muito, muito mesmo, o gesto &lt;strong&gt;bonito,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gentil &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;carinhoso&lt;/strong&gt; da amiga&amp;#160; Claudia, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meurecanto.blogger"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meurecanto.blogger.com.br"&gt;www.meurecanto.blogger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; me presenteando com um selinho (com meu nome e tudo), em sinal de agradecimento.&amp;#160; Olha ele ai ao lado! Prova de que vc. &amp;#233; merecedora de ganhar todos os pr&amp;#234;mios e concurso que surgirem. Obrigada mesmo, viu? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="25" alt="barrinha4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIYryehyaYI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Wkj8t1pjrew/barrinha4%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="347" alt="samascdb" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIUhCKwXeHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jU1PWWy97ng/samascdb%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1152486579398005466?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1152486579398005466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1152486579398005466&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1152486579398005466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1152486579398005466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/aos-amigos.html' title='AOS AMIGOS!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SIUg-9ERLtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/RUTIO0gH5aw/s72-c/12%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6154566727305215927</id><published>2008-07-19T15:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:30:15.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO AMIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="364" alt="amizade1222" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SII_9nMyrKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2Dbz_-v5fq8/amizade1222%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMIGO de verdade&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;#233; coisa rara,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; ben&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o recebida, &amp;#233; anjo da guarda, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presen&amp;#231;a sempre certa que n&amp;#227;o tarda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que toda vida mostra uma s&amp;#243; cara.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele usa a lealdade como farda, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras de veneno n&amp;#227;o dispara &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teus erros,&amp;#160; teus trope&amp;#231;os ele encara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por mais que em sua pele isso lhe arda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMIGO de verdade &amp;#233; peito aberto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; aquele que tu encontras sempre perto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas horas em que d&amp;#243;i teu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMIGO de verdade &amp;#233; mission&amp;#225;rio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que n&amp;#227;o aceita no seu dicion&amp;#225;rio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras que definem trai&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&lt;font size="1"&gt;.(S.Schmidt)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada a voc&amp;#234; que sempre me visita me dando&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;a maior for&amp;#231;a!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada aos&amp;#160; amigos de f&amp;#233; e irm&amp;#227;os camaradas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus aben&amp;#231;oe o teu Domingo, Dia do Amigo e todos os teus dias que est&amp;#227;o por vir, pois todo dia &amp;#233; dia de VIVER!!!! de SER!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="262" alt="abraco003" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SII0pR32jvI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ul4wk56700o/abraco003%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6154566727305215927?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6154566727305215927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6154566727305215927&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6154566727305215927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6154566727305215927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/dia-do-amigo.html' title='DIA DO AMIGO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SII_9nMyrKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2Dbz_-v5fq8/s72-c/amizade1222%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-7949622625349423558</id><published>2008-07-16T17:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:33:48.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'>APAGA OU ACENDE ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="391" alt="princess_light" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH5f__6Fr_I/AAAAAAAAAig/s0uIsiqrQyQ/princess_light_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="528" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&amp;#193; PESSOAS QUE ENTRAM EM NOSSAS VIDAS RUMO &amp;#192; &lt;em&gt;NOSSA ESTRELA&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;#201; MUITO IMPORTANTE QUE OBSERVEMOS AS MUDAN&amp;#199;AS QUE OCORREM DEPOIS DESSAS ENTRADAS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUANTO MAIS ESTREITO &amp;#201; O NOSSO LA&amp;#199;O COM&amp;#160; ELAS, MAIS&amp;#160; EVIDENTES FICAM AS MUDAN&amp;#199;AS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUANTO MAIS DEIXAMOS QUE OUTRAS PESSOAS NOS &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;APAGUEM&amp;quot;,&lt;/em&gt; MAIS FICAMOS NAS M&amp;#195;OS DELAS E VICE-VERSA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZES OS QUE &lt;em&gt;SE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;DEIXAM &lt;/em&gt;CAIR EM BOAS M&amp;#195;OS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE N&amp;#211;S N&amp;#195;O PERMITIRMOS, NINGU&amp;#201;M PODER&amp;#193;&amp;#160; APAGAR NOSSA LUZ ASSIM COMO NINGU&amp;#201;M PODER&amp;#193;&amp;#160; ACEND&amp;#202;-LA, E TUDO &lt;em&gt;DEPENDE DE QUEM SOMOS N&amp;#211;S&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;PARA N&amp;#211;S&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;MESMOS E DO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;QUANTO NOS VALORIZAMOS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE SUA LUZ N&amp;#195;O EST&amp;#193; BRILHANDO, PROCURE LEMBRAR-SE DE QUANDO ELA COME&amp;#199;OU A SE APAGAR. A QUEM VOC&amp;#202; &lt;em&gt;DEU LICEN&amp;#199;A PARA OBSCURECER O SEU ESPA&amp;#199;O INTERIOR? &lt;/em&gt;ISSO VALE PARA O EXTERIOR TAMB&amp;#201;M. QUEM ENTROU NA SUA VIDA NESSE TEMPO? LEMBRE-SE DOS QUE J&amp;#193; SAIRAM E DO QUE VOC&amp;#202; FAR&amp;#193; COM FUTURAS &amp;quot;ENTRADAS&amp;quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#195;O PERMITA QUE ALGU&amp;#201;M POSSA ESTRAGAR UMA VIDA QUE &amp;#201; S&amp;#211; SUA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUIDE BEM DE SUA ESTRELA!&lt;font size="1"&gt;(S.SCHMIDT)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;PROTEJA SUA LUZ!!!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="65" alt="luz" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH5gAXmGasI/AAAAAAAAAio/p7YHBWNpCJw/luz%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE SOB A LUZ DIVINA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-7949622625349423558?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/7949622625349423558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=7949622625349423558&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7949622625349423558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/7949622625349423558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/apaga-ou-acende.html' title='APAGA OU ACENDE ?'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH5f__6Fr_I/AAAAAAAAAig/s0uIsiqrQyQ/s72-c/princess_light_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4030118681094498591</id><published>2008-07-15T18:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:58:25.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA INTERNACIONAL DO HOMEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="179" alt="cc037" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH0czVISJxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tdXTBGjkwfg/cc037%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&amp;#227;o sei a raz&amp;#227;o da escolha desta data e na verdade acho que nem todo mundo sabe deste fato.&amp;#160; Eu acabei de ficar sabendo... N&amp;#227;o entendo bem os porqu&amp;#234;s, pois at&amp;#233; o com&amp;#233;rcio&amp;#160; que n&amp;#227;o perde uma, n&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;meche&amp;quot; neste assunto. Enfim, eu deixo aqui uma simples e carinhosa homenagem ao Homens, pois temos muitos que s&amp;#227;o merecedores de grandes homenagens, tanto quanto n&amp;#243;s. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fica pra voc&amp;#234;, grande Homem, a letra de uma bela m&amp;#250;sica de um saudoso grande Homem. Sens&amp;#237;vel, dono de um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o cheio de Amor a ponto de escrever algo t&amp;#227;o divino! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="248" alt="sonho-de-liberdade" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH0c0OtkvGI/AAAAAAAAAic/5JRbzWc5CpE/sonho-de-liberdade%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guerreiro Menino- (&lt;font size="3"&gt;Gonzaguinha)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um homem tamb&amp;#233;m chora      &lt;br /&gt;Menina morena       &lt;br /&gt;Tamb&amp;#233;m deseja colo       &lt;br /&gt;Palavras amenas       &lt;br /&gt;Precisa de carinho       &lt;br /&gt;Precisa de ternura       &lt;br /&gt;Precisa de um abra&amp;#231;o       &lt;br /&gt;Da pr&amp;#243;pria candura       &lt;br /&gt;Guerreiros s&amp;#227;o pessoas       &lt;br /&gt;S&amp;#227;o fortes, s&amp;#227;o fr&amp;#225;geis       &lt;br /&gt;Guerreiros s&amp;#227;o meninos       &lt;br /&gt;No fundo do peito       &lt;br /&gt;Precisam de um descanso       &lt;br /&gt;Precisam de um remanso       &lt;br /&gt;Precisam de um sonho       &lt;br /&gt;Que os tornem perfeitos       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#201; triste ver este homem       &lt;br /&gt;Guerreiro menino       &lt;br /&gt;Com a barra de seu tempo       &lt;br /&gt;Por sobre seus ombros       &lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo que ele berra       &lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo que ele sangra       &lt;br /&gt;A dor que traz no peito       &lt;br /&gt;Pois ama e ama       &lt;br /&gt;Um homem se humilha       &lt;br /&gt;Se castram seu sonho       &lt;br /&gt;Seu sonho &amp;#233; sua vida       &lt;br /&gt;E a vida &amp;#233; trabalho       &lt;br /&gt;E sem o seu trabalho       &lt;br /&gt;Um homem n&amp;#227;o tem honra       &lt;br /&gt;E sem a sua honra       &lt;br /&gt;Se morre, se mata       &lt;br /&gt;N&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225; pra ser feliz       &lt;br /&gt;N&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225; pra ser feliz       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARAB&amp;#201;NS e FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4030118681094498591?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4030118681094498591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4030118681094498591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4030118681094498591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4030118681094498591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/dia-internacional-do-homem.html' title='DIA INTERNACIONAL DO HOMEM'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SH0czVISJxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tdXTBGjkwfg/s72-c/cc037%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5300853415381727708</id><published>2008-07-14T18:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:13:39.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVER COMO AS FLORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA3pOWJbI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4tNDZX2_KuQ/s1600-h/L%C3%ADrios%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="484" alt="L&amp;#237;rios" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA5SJqTnI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nz29tuOIVnc/L%C3%ADrios_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num mosteiro tibetano, um disc&amp;#237;pulo perguntou ao seu mestre:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mestre, como fa&amp;#231;o para n&amp;#227;o me aborrecer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algumas pessoas falam demais,      &lt;br /&gt;outras s&amp;#227;o ignorantes.       &lt;br /&gt;Algumas s&amp;#227;o indiferentes.       &lt;br /&gt;Sinto &amp;#243;dio das que s&amp;#227;o mentirosas.       &lt;br /&gt;Sofro com as que caluniam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois viva como as flores, advertiu o mestre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como &amp;#233; viver como as flores? Perguntou o disc&amp;#237;pulo.      &lt;br /&gt;Repare nestas flores, continuou o mestre, apontando l&amp;#237;rios que cresciam no jardim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas nascem no esterco, entretanto, s&amp;#227;o puras e perfumadas.      &lt;br /&gt;Extraem do adubo malcheiroso tudo que lhes &amp;#233; &amp;#250;til e saud&amp;#225;vel, mas n&amp;#227;o permitem que o azedume da terra       &lt;br /&gt;manche o frescor de suas p&amp;#233;talas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#201; justo&amp;#160; angustiar-se&amp;#160; com&amp;#160; as&amp;#160; pr&amp;#243;prias culpas, mas&amp;#160; n&amp;#227;o&amp;#160; &amp;#233;&amp;#160; s&amp;#225;bio permitir&amp;#160; que&amp;#160; os&amp;#160; v&amp;#237;cios&amp;#160; dos&amp;#160; outros&amp;#160; o importunem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA69N6dlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/89LC86nIgHI/s1600-h/L%C3%93TUS%20LIND%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="178" alt="L&amp;#211;TUS LIND" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA8LKWAdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zpCwCP1J9XU/L%C3%93TUS%20LIND_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os defeitos deles s&amp;#227;o deles e n&amp;#227;o seus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o seus, n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; raz&amp;#227;o para aborrecimento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercite, pois, a virtude&amp;#160; de&amp;#160; rejeitar todo mal&amp;#160; que vem de fora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="267" alt="AGRADE VISIT" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA9KRx2WI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7QLjDvehqdM/AGRADE%20VISIT%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5300853415381727708?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5300853415381727708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5300853415381727708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5300853415381727708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5300853415381727708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/viver-como-as-flores.html' title='VIVER COMO AS FLORES'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHvA5SJqTnI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nz29tuOIVnc/s72-c/L%C3%ADrios_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-325587268030617528</id><published>2008-07-13T18:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:35:00.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COR E CARÁTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHp0GyXEjfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/6xlxr5SIHvg/s1600-h/iris%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="528" alt="iris" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHp0JD1lxWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/UjCiw50NC9U/iris_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;A vida &amp;#233; a arte de pintar e sentir&amp;#160; nossa&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pr&amp;#243;pria hist&amp;#243;ria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos riscos,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;rabiscos, tra&amp;#231;os, curvas e cores que fazem&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;da nossa vida uma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verdadeira obra&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;de arte&amp;quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser&amp;#225; que &amp;#233; o car&amp;#225;ter quem define essas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nuances?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gente apagada, mente escura. Mau car&amp;#225;ter. Estava a refletir no seguinte: &amp;quot;O car&amp;#225;ter &amp;#233; algo que podemos configurar, moldar e fortalecer atrav&amp;#233;s de pr&amp;#225;ticas constantes chamada VIRTUDES. Virtudes s&amp;#227;o qualidades da mente, da vontade e do cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Car&amp;#225;ter n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; temperamento. As virtudes imprimem car&amp;#225;ter em nosso temperamento. Se nos falta virtudes, seremos escravos de nosso temperamento&amp;quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A falta de car&amp;#225;ter deixa o ser humano seco, sem energia moral (espiritual tamb&amp;#233;m, eu creio), enquanto que VIRTUDE &amp;#233; for&amp;#231;a e poder!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos telas horr&amp;#237;veis e tantas outras bel&amp;#237;ssimas, mas como tudo &amp;#233; uma quest&amp;#227;o de escolha, vamos continuar desenvolvendo nossas virtudes para conseguirmos conviver com pessoas sem cor (?), cujos riscos, rabiscos, tra&amp;#231;os e curvas s&amp;#227;o um emaranhado de pensamentos negativos que transparecem em todos os seus gestos e atitudes. Gente que exala maldade, que tem cor de sangue e cheiro de veneno. O nome da tela; Mau Car&amp;#225;ter&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;semana seja de grandes encontros com belas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;obras de Arte!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="330" alt="boasorte004" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHp0J0K3cfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tSzRlnrkjhU/boasorte004%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-325587268030617528?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/325587268030617528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=325587268030617528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/325587268030617528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/325587268030617528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/cor-e-carter.html' title='COR E CARÁTER'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHp0JD1lxWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/UjCiw50NC9U/s72-c/iris_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8777344599071683740</id><published>2008-07-11T20:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:57:42.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DES...CULPAS E VERGONHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="480" alt="angustia_e_vergonha" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHfvbxUHHsI/AAAAAAAAAhs/keBeduxxkGA/angustia_e_vergonha%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="376" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho sentido&amp;#160; vergonha ao assistir os notici&amp;#225;rios de TV, e agora n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; pelo p&amp;#226;nico causado pelas terr&amp;#237;veis not&amp;#237;cias das trag&amp;#233;dias. &amp;#201; pelos pedidos de &amp;quot;desculpas&amp;quot; pelas trag&amp;#233;dias, vindos das chamadas &amp;quot;autoridades competentes. &amp;quot; Juro que eu n&amp;#227;o queria ficar aqui postando essas coisas desumanas, eu n&amp;#227;o queria que este meu recanto fosse para falar de dor, MAS, &amp;#201; HUMANAMENTE IMPOSS&amp;#205;VEL! Esta semana eu chorei com DOR no peito ao ver um pai desesperado relatando o que havia ocorrido com seu filho de 3 anos de idade, que foi brutalmente fuzilado dentro do carro em que estava com a m&amp;#227;e. Voc&amp;#234;s devem saber do caso... se bem que s&amp;#227;o tantos, todos os dias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia 13 de julho, domingo agora , o Estatuto da Crian&amp;#231;a e do Adolescente estar&amp;#225; fazendo 18 anos de exist&amp;#234;ncia. Maior idade, n&amp;#233;? Maior idade de qu&amp;#234;?&amp;#160; Estatuto de qual crian&amp;#231;a? Cad&amp;#234; o Adolescente que fala o Estatuto? T&amp;#225; tudo ai correndo risco, pondo voc&amp;#234; em risco e seguindo carreira pra matar pra n&amp;#227;o morrer de fome, pra n&amp;#227;o morrer de espancamento dentro de casa... e se tiver que morrer&amp;#160; que morra de uma bala de fuzivel ou outra arma qualquer, vinda sabe-se l&amp;#225; de que seguimento &amp;quot;social&amp;quot;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao Estatuto, MAIS UM ANO SEM PARAB&amp;#201;NS PRA VOC&amp;#202;!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia ouvi algu&amp;#233;m afirmar: &lt;em&gt;O Brasil &amp;#233; um pa&amp;#237;s&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;jovem!&lt;/em&gt; Se continuar desse jeito n&amp;#227;o ser&amp;#225; mais. Nossas crian&amp;#231;as est&amp;#227;o morrendo. A bala continua perdida! Nosso jovem(nem todos), est&amp;#225; seguindo o exemplo dos &amp;quot;mais velhos&amp;quot; e claro que ele, o jovem, tamb&amp;#233;m assiste TV... abusa do volante, da bebida, do fato de ser filho de algu&amp;#233;m importante, confiante que &amp;#233; imbat&amp;#237;vel e imortal. E morre!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crian&amp;#231;as morrendo e crian&amp;#231;as que n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#227;o nas ruas, crian&amp;#231;as que possuem fam&amp;#237;lia e fam&amp;#237;lia de bem. N&amp;#227;o vou dizer que elas est&amp;#227;o morrendo&amp;#160; de forma animalesca porque os animais se&lt;em&gt; respeitam, s&amp;#227;o coerentes... (&lt;/em&gt;e s&amp;#227;o chamados de irracionais, pode?) e eu n&amp;#227;o vou ficar aqui ofendendo os animais. Homens desesperados fuzilam, n&amp;#227;o ouvem, apenas matam. Ser&amp;#225; que eles est&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;morrendo&amp;quot; de medo porque n&amp;#227;o sabem bem o que fazer,&amp;#160; porque n&amp;#227;o existe nada que lhes garanta a sua pr&amp;#243;pria s&lt;em&gt;eguran&amp;#231;a&lt;/em&gt;? Os ANIMAIS&amp;#160; T&amp;#202;M ESTRAT&amp;#201;GIA, j&amp;#225; perceberam? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto isso, l&amp;#225; em Bras&amp;#237;lia, na casa de &amp;quot;papai&amp;quot;, est&amp;#227;o preocupados porque a imprensa mostrou alguns homens de bem (ou de BENS?), sendo presos dentro de suas resid&amp;#234;ncias. Que maldade!!! Coitadinhos!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESCULPAS&amp;#160; para assassinato de inocente. MIS&amp;#201;RIA de verbas para a seguran&amp;#231;a. Crian&amp;#231;as se formando em grandes delinquentes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O p&amp;#226;nico, t&amp;#225; tomando forma porque ele tem uma forma. Falta de comprometimento e a certeza da impunidade est&amp;#227;o circulando de m&amp;#227;os dadas por aqui e por ai porque possuem uma base, uma estrutura, do contr&amp;#225;rio essa vergonha, esse clima monstruoso&amp;#160; e desesperador&amp;#160; j&amp;#225; teria acabado, ou melhor NUNCA teria come&amp;#231;ado.&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo, at&amp;#233; sil&amp;#234;ncio &amp;#233; melhor do que esse (ESSES) pedido(s) de DESCULPAS que tenho ouvido sair da boca de nossos governantes. A morte &amp;#233; definitiva demais, seja l&amp;#225; de que calibre for ela causada, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; uma &amp;quot;pisadinha&amp;quot; no p&amp;#233; do colega. N&amp;#227;o estamos vivendo uma brincadeira, estamos sobrevivendo a democracia do descaso!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazer a Lei com nossas pr&amp;#243;prias m&amp;#227;os exercitando a f&amp;#233; em Deus permanentemente, para n&amp;#227;o enlouquecermos, cuidarmos para que (n&amp;#243;s e )o nosso&amp;#160; pr&amp;#243;ximo esteja em harmonia com ele mesmo, conosco e com o Universo.&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; Coragem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#233;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;continuar apesar do medo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; n&amp;#233;? Ent&amp;#227;o vamos! Vamos com a f&amp;#233; e sem esquecer do rem&amp;#233;dio da hipertens&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="86" alt="abencoe-vi" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHfmQNDMGJI/AAAAAAAAAho/Kg3MH_pSZVA/abencoe-vi%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8777344599071683740?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8777344599071683740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8777344599071683740&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8777344599071683740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8777344599071683740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/desculpas-e-vergonha.html' title='DES...CULPAS E VERGONHA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHfvbxUHHsI/AAAAAAAAAhs/keBeduxxkGA/s72-c/angustia_e_vergonha%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2945014557928394962</id><published>2008-07-08T16:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:23:43.188-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VOCÊ É QUE É</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="416" alt="CRIAN&amp;#199;AS" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHPMziAHNsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/874293Bob0E/CRIAN%C3%87AS%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="524" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Bobo!      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#173; Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233; bobo!       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#173; Bobo &amp;#233; voc&amp;#234;!       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#173; Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;quot;Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233;&amp;quot;. Pronto. Est&amp;#225; resolvido,&amp;#160; continuam a brincar. Fica combinado quem &amp;#233; ou n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; bobo por aqui e n&amp;#227;o se fala mais nisso. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h6 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;A&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e rea&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. O acusado apenas mostra um espelho para quem o acusa e diz: &amp;quot;Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; o que voc&amp;#234; mesmo enxerga no mundo, nos outros e em si mesmo&amp;quot;.Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233;. Devolvendo a ofensa, a outra crian&amp;#231;a, n&amp;#227;o se sentiu ofendida nem se deixou ofender. Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233;. Conhe&amp;#231;o um adulto que usa essa frase quase como um bord&amp;#227;o.&amp;#160; &amp;#201; um uso, digamos, criativo. No come&amp;#231;o foi meio por brincadeira. Depois, por ver que aquela resposta de apar&amp;#234;ncia infantil e com resultados absurdos &amp;#224;s vezes oferecia &amp;#224; outra pessoa uma nova possibilidade: a de olhar seu pr&amp;#243;prio pensamento. Come&amp;#231;ou numa viagem de carro, repetindo a esmo a frase dita no banco de tr&amp;#225;s, na conversa entre as crian&amp;#231;as. Logo depois a mulher lhe disse que o lugar por onde passavam era lindo.Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233; linda, respondeu. O filho observou que come&amp;#231;ara a chover. Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que est&amp;#225; chovendo. A estrada tem muitas curvas. Quem tem muita curva &amp;#233; voc&amp;#234;. Aos poucos, todos come&amp;#231;aram a participar, respondendo Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233; Ou, na linguagem econ&amp;#244;mica das crian&amp;#231;as,&amp;quot;Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233;&amp;quot;. Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233; longe, azul, montanha, flor, pasto, isso, aquilo. De vez em quando uma das crian&amp;#231;as fazia beicinho ao receber de volta a imagem de algo que ela mesma sugeria.Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233; feio.Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233; triste.Voc&amp;#234; que &amp;#233; ruim. As crian&amp;#231;as n&amp;#227;o demoraram a perceber que&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt; poderiam escolher as palavras com&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;imagens que as presenteassem&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;de volta com o que queriam&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;ouvir:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;Voc&amp;#234; &amp;#233; que &amp;#233; her&amp;#243;i, inteligente.. Sou grato por conhecer pessoas assim, que, diante de algu&amp;#233;m com vis&amp;#227;o pessimista, mostram que a vida &amp;#233; uma d&amp;#225;diva, apesar de todo o sofrimento, e que o mundo &amp;#233; tamb&amp;#233;m o reflexo de quem v&amp;#234; o mundo. Ensinam que &amp;#173; bom, ruim, mais ou menos ou maravilhoso &amp;#173; O&lt;/font&gt; MUNDO &amp;#201; VOC&amp;#202;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caco de Paula &amp;#233; jornalista, escreveu esta coluna, mas acredita que a autoria destas linhas est&amp;#225; em quem as l&amp;#234;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;  &lt;h6 align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(TEXTO ADAPTADO P/SER POSTADO AQUI)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="151" alt="COMENT @" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHPDXLL_b3I/AAAAAAAAAhc/RqBQRK2E8sY/COMENT%20%40%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2945014557928394962?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2945014557928394962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2945014557928394962&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2945014557928394962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2945014557928394962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/voc-que.html' title='VOCÊ É QUE É'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHPMziAHNsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/874293Bob0E/s72-c/CRIAN%C3%87AS%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-989324528675300605</id><published>2008-07-06T23:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:56:50.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLETIINDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="271" alt="mensagem legal" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHGFYt2j-HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Peguub6j3ew/mensagem%20legal%5B7%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Repensar sobre toler&amp;#226;ncia e no quanto machucamos inocentes por conta disso... buscar em Deus a clareza. APENAS Ele &amp;#201; perfeito! Repensar na pessoa que hoje, quem sabe, est&amp;#225; come&amp;#231;ando a semana cheia de &amp;quot;dores&amp;quot; na alma e no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o por conta de sua impaci&amp;#234;ncia e intoler&amp;#226;ncia e que, talvez, voc&amp;#234; NUNCA tenha uma segunda chance. Costumo dizer que, quanto maior o AMOR que sentimos por algu&amp;#233;m, maior a DOR em n&amp;#243;s quando&amp;#160; feridos por esse algu&amp;#233;m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="246" alt="seman 24" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHGFaPI2ItI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ej_7wvEBvDw/seman%2024%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UE COM DEUS!!!&amp;#160; E MUITAS ROSAS NOS TEUS CAMINHOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-989324528675300605?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/989324528675300605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=989324528675300605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/989324528675300605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/989324528675300605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/refletiindo.html' title='REFLETIINDO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHGFYt2j-HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Peguub6j3ew/s72-c/mensagem%20legal%5B7%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2156119183615523121</id><published>2008-07-06T00:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:51:06.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CANTINHO FEIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="330" alt="cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o negro" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHA7mq2TczI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vVkubCyPPSo/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20negro%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="385" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouvi uma pessoa dizer que,&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;quando o relacionamento dela&amp;#160; com algu&amp;#233;m n&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;vai bem&amp;quot; seja l&amp;#225; por que raz&amp;#227;o, ela coloca o &amp;quot;fulano&amp;quot; ou &amp;quot;fulana&amp;quot;, no &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;cantinho feio&amp;quot;.&lt;/em&gt; Fiquei me perguntando&amp;#160; o que seria esse tal &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;cantinho feio?&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt; e cheguei a conclus&amp;#227;o que, s&amp;#243; poderia ser o CORA&amp;#199;&amp;#195;O desta criatura, da pr&amp;#243;pria!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A coisa funciona assim; n&amp;#227;o telefona, n&amp;#227;o atende telefone, se encontrar na rua, finge que n&amp;#227;o v&amp;#234;, se tiver oportunidade, &amp;quot;queima o filme&amp;quot; junto a outras pessoas, se um encontro for inevit&amp;#225;vel, ignora simplesmente e por ai vai...&amp;#160; Eu chamo isso de desprezo, de exclus&amp;#227;o, de falta de car&amp;#225;ter mesmo, pois se&amp;#160; ela, n&amp;#227;o consegue ter uma conversa esclarecedora com esta pessoa, preferindo coloc&amp;#225;-la no tal &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;cantinho feio&amp;quot;,&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; &amp;#233; sinal de que est&amp;#225; faltando argumento, &amp;#233; admitir total falta de clareza, de Luz espiritual, falta de amor at&amp;#233; mesmo por si. Isso n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; valentia, pelo contr&amp;#225;rio &amp;#233; uma enorme covardia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o mau" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHA7nMXvh1I/AAAAAAAAAg8/IHpKIw8HjVg/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20mau%5B8%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ainda se julgam pessoas de ATITUDE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DETALHE importante que vale frisar &amp;#233; que TODOS n&amp;#243;s corremos o r&amp;#237;sco de cometer falhas e que, em alguns casos n&amp;#227;o nos damos conta de que uma determinada coisa possa ter &amp;quot;atingido&amp;quot; o outro. O DIREITO de defesa,&amp;#160; que at&amp;#233; um cruel e animalesco estuprador tem, &amp;#233; NEGADO a uma pessoa de bem e que era (ainda ser&amp;#225;?) chamada e tratada como AMIGA. Sim por que, na maioria das vezes a &amp;quot;v&amp;#237;tima&amp;quot; nem sabe porque est&amp;#225; sendo desprezada, digamos assim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONOS de &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;cantinho feio&amp;quot;,&lt;/em&gt; est&amp;#227;o acima do bem e do mal, pelo menos &amp;#233; o que parece que eles pensam... s&amp;#243; que n&amp;#227;o perceberam ainda que o&lt;em&gt; tal &amp;quot;cantinho&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot; &amp;#233; DENTRO DELES, que a energia (escura) que SEPARA e o azedume de vingan&amp;#231;a &amp;#233; deles e que o cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o do outro est&amp;#225; l&amp;#225;, batendo dentro do peito e pode at&amp;#233; est&amp;#225; triste com a situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, mas, sua Luz continua a brilhar, porque os sentimentos negativos, como a puni&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, por exemplo, n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o seus, mas sim do propriet&amp;#225;rio do &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;cantinho feio&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estamos sempre esquecendo de que tem coisas que n&amp;#227;o voltam mais, como a ocasi&amp;#227;o depois de perdida e o tempo depois de passado... &lt;img height="250" alt="bencao002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHA7oPsHw0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/4RuK2mVMA74/bencao002%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai, eu lembrei disso: &amp;quot;Quem alimenta o &amp;#243;dio atira fogo ao pr&amp;#243;prio cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&amp;quot;&lt;font size="1"&gt;A.Luiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;#211;TIMO DOMINGO! E ROSAS NOS TEUS CAMINHOS, T&amp;#193;?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2156119183615523121?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2156119183615523121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2156119183615523121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2156119183615523121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2156119183615523121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/cantinho-feio.html' title='CANTINHO FEIO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SHA7mq2TczI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vVkubCyPPSo/s72-c/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20negro%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2552818715810627128</id><published>2008-07-04T14:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:59:23.284-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRA VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="356" alt="roslela" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG5h_QXYlXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VRZpKZr6CQM/roslela%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#201; para voc&amp;#234; que sempre me visita e me deixa um pouco do&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;seu perfume, que fa&amp;#231;o esta singela homenagem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;Amigos s&amp;#227;o presentes que oferecemos a n&amp;#243;s mesmos.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Onde a amizade &amp;#233; suficiente, h&amp;#225; muita Paz e Mansid&amp;#227;o.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Foi o tempo que dedicaste &amp;#224; tua rosa que fez tua rosa t&amp;#227;o&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;importante.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="39" alt="barrinha13" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG5k-KmdNHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/O1Ico6IRhX8/barrinha13%5B7%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="426" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Rosas...&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Lindas rosas que encantam e perfumam os jardins de nossas vidas. Manifesta&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es t&amp;#227;o lindas       &lt;br /&gt;e delicadas do amor Divino. Esse amor incondicional, perfeito, constante, sempre presente.       &lt;br /&gt;As rosas e seus espinhos s&amp;#227;o como n&amp;#243;s, seres humanos, com nossas belezas e nossos defeitos.       &lt;br /&gt;Alguns amam as rosas e n&amp;#227;o se importam com seus espinhos, s&amp;#227;o apenas cautelosos.       &lt;br /&gt;Outros, por&amp;#233;m, deixam de apreciar sua beleza por sentirem apenas os seus espinhos.       &lt;br /&gt;E assim, &amp;#224;s vezes, perdemos de conhecer pessoas fant&amp;#225;sticas, e li&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es maravilhosas por       &lt;br /&gt;falta de sensibilidade para ultrapassar os defeitos humanos.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="133" alt="obrig 11" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG5iBAszIKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/D43jzr6OXCU/obrig%2011%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="262" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosas e Luz nos teus caminhos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2552818715810627128?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2552818715810627128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2552818715810627128&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2552818715810627128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2552818715810627128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/pra-voc.html' title='PRA VOCÊ'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG5h_QXYlXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VRZpKZr6CQM/s72-c/roslela%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5021306301244777404</id><published>2008-07-02T22:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:33:23.124-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GUERREIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="480" alt="mc9522_h35Ares" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG03kU6wxTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6a4JaDJ9igs/mc9522_h35Ares%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="466" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seja um guerreiro de si mesmo. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um guerreiro de si mesmo &amp;#233; algu&amp;#233;m que n&amp;#227;o teme &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;retirar a armadura que funciona como uma coura&amp;#231;a entrincheirando seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um guerreiro de si mesmo &amp;#233; algu&amp;#233;m que n&amp;#227;o tem a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;preocupa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de se proteger de seus pr&amp;#243;prios sentimentos. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele n&amp;#227;o vive em permanente atitude de defesa.&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele simplesmente os aceita e os vivencia. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; A vida em si j&amp;#225; &amp;#233; uma batalha, uma luta pela sobreviv&amp;#234;ncia. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se lutarmos contra n&amp;#243;s mesmos, esta batalha ser&amp;#225; muito mais dolorosa e sofrida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um guerreiro de si mesmo, &amp;#233; corajoso o bastante &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;para se permitir retirar, uma a uma, as espadas que o isolam de um perigo apenas imaginado. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um guerreiro de si mesmo &amp;#233; algu&amp;#233;m que se tornou forte o suficiente para aceitar riscos. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A for&amp;#231;a verdadeira n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; a que se ap&amp;#243;ia na defesa, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;mas sim aquela que se cria atrav&amp;#233;s da coragem e da ousadia. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forte n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; quem se protege com armaduras. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forte &amp;#233; quem abre seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e assume sua vulnerabilidade. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forte &amp;#233; quem, apesar do temor, enfrenta os desafios. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seja um guerreiro de si mesmo. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enfrente o desafio de retirar a coura&amp;#231;a que foi constru&amp;#237;da por voc&amp;#234; mesmo ao longo do tempo. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voc&amp;#234; descobrir&amp;#225; que sem ela voc&amp;#234; ser&amp;#225; muito mais &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;forte, pois ter&amp;#225; a for&amp;#231;a de quem n&amp;#227;o foge de si mesmo.&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;#160; (orvalhodalua)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img height="129" alt="beijinhos r" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGwp8Bue5BI/AAAAAAAAAfI/SejKL-9396I/beijinhos%20r%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5021306301244777404?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5021306301244777404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5021306301244777404&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5021306301244777404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5021306301244777404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/07/guerreiro.html' title='GUERREIRO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SG03kU6wxTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6a4JaDJ9igs/s72-c/mc9522_h35Ares%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-946412496381955253</id><published>2008-06-30T21:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:13:31.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ARQUITETURA DIVINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="427" alt="arvorebailar" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGl1lfO-j-I/AAAAAAAAAes/uSHe1CBMAN8/arvorebailar%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="465" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEMPRE estou falando de NATUREZA e n&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225; pra ser diferente.&amp;#160; EU A AMO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que esta&amp;#160; imagem est&amp;#225; espalhada pela internet, mas eu n&amp;#227;o iria deixar de registrar no meu recanto, algo t&amp;#227;o bonito. FIQUEI ENCANTADA!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;#193;rvore Bailarina?&amp;quot; N&amp;#227;o sei. Para mim, Uma li&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o Divina!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem precisa de terapia diante de uma imagem como esta? Como n&amp;#227;o acreditar que DEUS se manifesta atrav&amp;#233;s da NATUREZA?&amp;#160; DEUS&amp;#160; &amp;#233; ou n&amp;#227;o&amp;#160; &amp;#233; O Grande Arquit&amp;#233;to deste Universo? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATUREZA!&amp;#160; Sempre encontramos, em qualquer parte, alguma coisa para aprendermos com ela...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#227;o quero falar agora do homem impiedoso, capaz de destruir a si mesmo... o desmatador! Prefiro &amp;quot;curtir&amp;quot; o bailar, esta li&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, esta arquitetura, esta prova de Amor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As &amp;#225;rvores s&amp;#227;o incrivelmente fundamentais. Li que os nativos das tribos americanas, chamam as &amp;#225;rvores de &amp;quot;Povo em P&amp;#233;&amp;quot; pois as consideram mediadoras&amp;#160; entre a Terra e o c&amp;#233;u. S&amp;#227;o mais que vegetais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas conseguem reunir os quatro elementos da NATUREZA: &amp;#225;gua, que circula em sua seiva; terra, que nutre as ra&amp;#237;zes; ar, que alimenta as folhas; e o fogo que brota ao esfregar de dois galhos. Na vis&amp;#227;o dos &amp;#237;ndios, esses elementos s&amp;#227;o a manifesta&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o do Criador, &lt;em&gt;(na&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;minha tamb&amp;#233;m!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainha das florestas, com sua sombra acolhedora, tamb&amp;#233;m fornecendo frutos e inclusive cura para muitos males.... da folha seca ao broto, da flor &amp;#224; semente, a &amp;#225;rvore simboliza o eterno ciclo da VIDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="179" alt="cc037" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGl1mUS7XxI/AAAAAAAAAew/lAOr-QG-gHE/cc037%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-946412496381955253?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/946412496381955253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=946412496381955253&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/946412496381955253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/946412496381955253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/arquitetura-divina.html' title='ARQUITETURA DIVINA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGl1lfO-j-I/AAAAAAAAAes/uSHe1CBMAN8/s72-c/arvorebailar%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8978077368793494687</id><published>2008-06-29T22:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:41:35.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERDADE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGg5JLIQYcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NyVowY73VpY/s1600-h/mulher%20e%20pombo%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img height="460" alt="mulher e pombo" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGg5SkoZy-I/AAAAAAAAAek/Ut5HF2VpAJY/mulher%20e%20pombo_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ver o mundo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ir onde meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o me mandar!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazer o que eu quero,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhar tudo o que devo sonhar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caminhar sem me cansar,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viver todas as minhas hist&amp;#243;rias,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amar e ser amada sem condi&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sem grandes ou pequenas raz&amp;#245;es.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ser tudo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ver o mundo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saber das coisas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E acreditar em milagres.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liberdade...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alcan&amp;#231;ar todas as metas,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seguir sempre em linha reta,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nunca desistir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nem olhar para tr&amp;#225;s.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ir, sem medo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onde meu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o me levar!... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Let&amp;#237;cia Thompson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recomenda.com.br/cgi-bin/recomenda.exe?modo=0"&gt;&lt;img height="99" src="http://www.leticiathompson.net/Paloma.gif" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;LIBERDADE &amp;#233; viver em&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;HARMONIA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;plena&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;com nossas pr&amp;#243;prias&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;convic&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es. &amp;#201; se abster da&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;busca de argumentos&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;para sustent&amp;#225;-las.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Liberdade &amp;#233; apenas t&amp;#234;-las.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A LIBERDADE abre os portais m&amp;#225;gicos da Paz! &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="293" alt="seman 11" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGg5T9wetLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/FZ6EQ15MN3k/seman%2011%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="207" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8978077368793494687?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8978077368793494687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8978077368793494687&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8978077368793494687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8978077368793494687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/liberdade.html' title='LIBERDADE!'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGg5SkoZy-I/AAAAAAAAAek/Ut5HF2VpAJY/s72-c/mulher%20e%20pombo_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1351277850653474052</id><published>2008-06-28T23:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:29:35.699-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VOZES DO ESPÍRITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217121243114014626" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: hand; text-align: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SGbwIQ30h6I/AAAAAAAAAeA/I3zmEahQLg8/s400/m%C3%A3os+para+alto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus &amp;#233; meu Pai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Natureza &amp;#233; minha M&amp;#227;e.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Universo &amp;#233; meu Caminho.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Eternidade &amp;#233; meu Reino.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Imortalidade &amp;#233; minha Vida. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Mente &amp;#233; meu Lar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; meu Templo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Verdade &amp;#233; meu Culto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amor &amp;#233; minha Lei. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Forma em si &amp;#233; minha Manifesta&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Consci&amp;#234;ncia &amp;#233; meu Guia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Paz &amp;#233; meu Abrigo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Experi&amp;#234;ncia &amp;#233; minha Escola.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Obst&amp;#225;culo &amp;#233; minha Li&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Dificuldade &amp;#233; meu Est&amp;#237;mulo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Alegria &amp;#233; meu C&amp;#226;ntico. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Dor &amp;#233; meu Aviso. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Luz &amp;#233; minha Realiza&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Trabalho &amp;#233; minha B&amp;#234;n&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amigo &amp;#233; meu Companheiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Advers&amp;#225;rio &amp;#233; meu Instrutor&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Pr&amp;#243;ximo &amp;#233; meu Irm&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Luta &amp;#233; minha Oportunidade.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Passado &amp;#233; minha Advert&amp;#234;ncia.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente &amp;#233; minha Realidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Futuro &amp;#233; minha Promessa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Equil&amp;#237;brio &amp;#233; minha Atitude.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Ordem &amp;#233; minha Senha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Beleza &amp;#233; meu Ideal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Perfei&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; meu Destino.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 78%"&gt;(C.Xavier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Este texto foi postado aqui pela grande identifica&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Achei-o divino!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGb9bCrBVMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ygllfegD_Qc/s1600-h/despedida%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img height="186" alt="despedida" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGb9gR625rI/AAAAAAAAAec/S1R8v7-w2fA/despedida_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1351277850653474052?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1351277850653474052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1351277850653474052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1351277850653474052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1351277850653474052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/vozes-do-esprito.html' title='VOZES DO ESPÍRITO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9oFNDVLiZJQ/SGbwIQ30h6I/AAAAAAAAAeA/I3zmEahQLg8/s72-c/m%C3%A3os+para+alto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-4782175281710127090</id><published>2008-06-26T19:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:05:44.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUIDADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="cart&amp;#227;o mensg bons" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGQSsEVCfBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oY15HuuSvjc/cart%C3%A3o%20mensg%20bons%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Quem est&amp;#225; uno com o Universo, tem ternura no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, cuida de tudo que chega as suas m&amp;#227;os colocando aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o no que faz e nas coisas que acontecem a sua volta. Estar consciente do &amp;quot;caminho&amp;quot; e da &amp;quot;paisagem&amp;quot;, dos pensamentos e dos sentimentos...&amp;#160; estar &lt;strong&gt;atento a VIDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="150" alt="saud08" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGQStR2GKQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/M7W4GfKU4Eg/saud08%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt; FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-4782175281710127090?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/4782175281710127090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=4782175281710127090&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4782175281710127090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/4782175281710127090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuidado.html' title='CUIDADO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGQSsEVCfBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oY15HuuSvjc/s72-c/cart%C3%A3o%20mensg%20bons%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6556905091249831990</id><published>2008-06-25T21:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:47:35.389-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRE A VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGLmL_oOotI/AAAAAAAAAdg/icFfDYbZg0M/s1600-h/enchanted_flute%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="394" alt="enchanted_flute" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGLmOnytY8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/wY2WcU5DFw8/enchanted_flute_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="528" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curve-se diante da beleza da vida.        &lt;br /&gt;Respeite-a. Ame-a.         &lt;br /&gt;Cale a voz negativa. Renda sua homenagem ao Criador de tudo. Ele merece!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um poder infinito, um amor sem fronteiras, tudo fez. Imagine-se dentro desse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contexto maravilhoso.        &lt;br /&gt;Vibre com a vida.         &lt;br /&gt;Dobre-se diante da grande beleza.         &lt;br /&gt;O deslumbrante espet&amp;#225;culo da vida &amp;#233; constru&amp;#237;do pelo mesmo Deus que habita em voc&amp;#234;.&lt;font size="1"&gt; (Sementes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;#160; deFelicidades)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="39" alt="barrinha13" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGLmPHnCuWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/jfFZE331p-0/barrinha13%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normalmente vejo algumas pessoas, &amp;quot;repetidamente repetindo&amp;quot; que s&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;humildes.&amp;quot; Falam, mas sem testemunhos. Querem SE convencer e convencer o outro disso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Observo&amp;#160; o quanto a NATUREZA nos ensina, o tempo todo, as regras do &amp;quot;bom viver&amp;quot; como &amp;#233; o caso do MAR. Fonte de prosperidade, permite que o ser humano tire proveito de suas riquezas e, mesmo sendo MUITO mais extenso que a terra,&lt;em&gt; se mant&amp;#233;m sempre&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;abaixo&lt;/em&gt; da mesma e nesta situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o recebendo toda a &amp;#225;gua da chuva, aumenta assim o seu volume de &amp;#225;gua. Isso n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; um ensinamento sobre humildade? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus est&amp;#225; em TUDO o tempo todo. &amp;#201; so prestarmos um pouco mais de aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o na Sua fala... Atrav&amp;#233;s da NATUREZA (quem sabe?).&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="32" alt="AMO NAT" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGLmPshvHYI/AAAAAAAAAds/pvRH00Cz5VM/AMO%20NAT%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="75" border="0" /&gt; FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6556905091249831990?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6556905091249831990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6556905091249831990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6556905091249831990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6556905091249831990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/celebre-vida.html' title='CELEBRE A VIDA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGLmOnytY8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/wY2WcU5DFw8/s72-c/enchanted_flute_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-6166466773511436792</id><published>2008-06-24T15:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:53:14.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NÃO DEIXEM ESTA MULHER PARAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/em&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://pensamentosdevida.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/mulherandando.gif" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&amp;#195;O PARE ESTA MULHER!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta mulher precisa dar a volta ao mundo alertando sobre o c&amp;#226;ncer.        &lt;br /&gt;Por favor, ajude-a para que ela chegue ao seu destino, e ore por todas aquelas que no momento enfrentam essa doen&amp;#231;a terr&amp;#237;vel. Voc&amp;#234; pode ajud&amp;#225;-la tamb&amp;#233;m!         &lt;br /&gt;Ela acabou de sair da minha casa. Est&amp;#225; caminhando pela luta contra o c&amp;#226;ncer ovariano.         &lt;br /&gt;Passe essa mensagem adiante, assim ela poder&amp;#225; atingir seu objetivo: andar pelo mundo todo - via &lt;font size="5"&gt;e-mail ou blog&lt;/font&gt; -, divulgando a informa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o abaixo, t&amp;#227;o importante para todas as mulheres.         &lt;br /&gt;O c&amp;#226;ncer ovariano &amp;#233; silencioso - portanto, leia com aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o:         &lt;br /&gt;Atente para qualquer dor ou desconforto p&amp;#233;lvico ou abdominal, vagos mas persistentes problemas gastrointestinais como gases, n&amp;#225;useas e indigest&amp;#245;es;         &lt;br /&gt;Vontade de urinar freq&amp;#252;ente e/ou urgente, sem que tenha alguma infec&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o;         &lt;br /&gt;Perda ou ganho de peso inexplic&amp;#225;vel;         &lt;br /&gt;Pelve ou abdomen inchados, entumescidos e/ou com sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de cheio, cansa&amp;#231;o anormal, ou mudan&amp;#231;as inexplic&amp;#225;veis dos seus h&amp;#225;bitos intestinais.         &lt;br /&gt;Se esses sintomas persistirem por mais de duas semanas, pe&amp;#231;a a seu m&amp;#233;dico uma combina&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de exames p&amp;#233;lvico/retal, exame de sangue CA-125 e ultrassom transvaginal.         &lt;br /&gt;O exame de Papanicolau N&amp;#195;O detecta c&amp;#226;ncer ovariano.         &lt;br /&gt;Por favor, repasse... &amp;#233; muito importante para todas as mulheres.         &lt;br /&gt;Ah! Aproveite para pedir a Deus pelas mulheres que est&amp;#227;o com essa terr&amp;#237;vel doen&amp;#231;a.         &lt;br /&gt;Por favor, mantenha esta mulher andando !!!         &lt;br /&gt;Passem aos homens, todos tem ou tiveram uma mulher em suas vidas... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;ESTOU REPASSANDO esta mensagem. Achei um gesto nobre, humano e n&amp;#227;o poderia deixar passar esta oportunidade de alertar, de lembrar os r&amp;#237;scos que TODOS n&amp;#243;s corremos. D&amp;#225; sua for&amp;#231;a positiva tamb&amp;#233;m, t&amp;#225;? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;EM TEMPO: CASO VC. N&amp;#195;O CONSIGA COPIAR, POR FAVOR&amp;#160; V&amp;#193; AT&amp;#201;: &lt;a href="http://pensamentosdevida.blig.ig.com.br"&gt;http://pensamentosdevida.blig.ig.com.br&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="268" alt="agradec 4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGFDAKVAB1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/byvAZ6wFaa0/agradec%204%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="286" border="0" /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-6166466773511436792?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/6166466773511436792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=6166466773511436792&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6166466773511436792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/6166466773511436792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-deixem-esta-mulher-parar.html' title='NÃO DEIXEM ESTA MULHER PARAR'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SGFDAKVAB1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/byvAZ6wFaa0/s72-c/agradec%204%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-5755195541365182521</id><published>2008-06-23T15:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:57:17.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO BEM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="369" alt="z-boa-semana14" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SF_wAT9JNwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Bw3bYU0LEn4/z-boa-semana14%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Que possamos refletir que o &amp;quot;olho por olho e o dente por dente&amp;quot;, s&amp;#243; nos leva &amp;#224; deforma&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es do corpo e da alma... e do cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o!&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Cegos e banguelas espirituais, a troco de qu&amp;#234;, n&amp;#233; ?!?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-5755195541365182521?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/5755195541365182521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=5755195541365182521&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5755195541365182521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/5755195541365182521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/pensando-bem.html' title='PENSANDO BEM...'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SF_wAT9JNwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Bw3bYU0LEn4/s72-c/z-boa-semana14%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8888083171405936693</id><published>2008-06-21T16:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:14:44.722-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR DE MÃE É IMPOSSÍVEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="227" alt="sejafeitaminhavontade_3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SF1ZrO6yKJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/8IQmLfPjB3s/sejafeitaminhavontade_3%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;No final da semana passada, chuvinha fina e um frio &amp;quot;acolhedor&amp;quot;, foi um &amp;#243;timo momento para assistir um filme junto com minha querida Nanda, &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Minha M&amp;#227;e Quer&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Que Eu Case&amp;quot;.&lt;/em&gt; Eu n&amp;#227;o conhecia a hist&amp;#243;ria e foi uma surpresa pois fui pega fazendo reflex&amp;#245;es sobre esse neg&amp;#243;cio de &amp;quot;amor de m&amp;#227;e&amp;quot;. Meu Deus! Vixe!!!Mergulho interior, sabe??? Ser&amp;#225; que o convite para assistir foi de prop&amp;#243;sito?!?rsrsrs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por conta de uma dedica&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o intensa para com as tr&amp;#234;s filhas, talvez por t&amp;#234;-las criado sozinha (&lt;strong&gt;como isso conta!)&lt;/strong&gt;, esta m&amp;#227;e interfere de cabe&amp;#231;a na vida da filha mais nova, de 20 anos, independente financeiramente mas,&amp;#160; que n&amp;#227;o consegue dar conta de sua vida afetiva. N&amp;#227;o consegue um relacionamento fixo. Para proteger a filha de um futuro sofrido como o seu, a m&amp;#227;e, vivida pela encantadora Diane Keaton, coloca um an&amp;#250;ncio a procuar o poss&amp;#237;vel par perfeito para a filha. Resumindo, muita confus&amp;#227;o acaba ficando na cabe&amp;#231;a da mo&amp;#231;a, surge um tri&amp;#226;gulo amoro e muita discuss&amp;#227;o quando descobre, etc....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lindo o momento em que as duas ficam sozinhas e a m&amp;#227;e &amp;quot;abre seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot; para a filha da forma mais &amp;#237;ntima, desnuda mesmo &lt;font size="1"&gt;(foto acima).&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;Ali, a menina sofrida e ing&amp;#234;nua, meiga e envolta num turbilh&amp;#227;o de amor de m&amp;#227;e, de mulher...&amp;#160; fica claro o que ela temia para a filha.&amp;#160; A receptividade da filha foi tudo de bom! E a surpresa em conhecer o &amp;#237;ntimo e porque n&amp;#227;o dizer, o lado fr&amp;#225;gil daquela m&amp;#227;e.&lt;/em&gt; Eu n&amp;#227;o dei conta! Me emocionei mesmo com a cena! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Incr&amp;#237;vel como a gente se envolve tanto no amor pelos filhos, que deixamos de lado sentimentos tamb&amp;#233;m lindos e espa&amp;#231;os t&amp;#227;o vazios. INCONDICIONAL &amp;#233; isso?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A verdade &amp;#233; que a felicidade de um filho &amp;#233; a nossa. Parece maluquice? Mas quem disse que m&amp;#227;e &amp;#233; coisa normal ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VOLTANDO&amp;#160; ao filme, ao procurar um amor para sua&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;filha, de certa forma a procura tamb&amp;#233;m &amp;#233; sua (inconscientemente?), pois acaba encontrando tamb&amp;#233;m seu par.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Na verdade eu n&amp;#227;o queria resumir o filme aqui. A Internet est&amp;#225; cheia de resumos sobre ele. Eu queria mesmo era falar de&amp;#160; mim, deste amor infinito pela minha Nanda e claro, pelo Vini...&amp;#160; Eu queria fazer e retribuir uma homenagem para ela, falar de n&amp;#243;s, de minha &amp;quot;loucura de m&amp;#227;e&amp;quot; e por ai a fora! A verdade &amp;#233; que me identifiquei tanto que n&amp;#227;o consegui fazer diferente. A pr&amp;#243;xima postagem, quem sabe, continuar&amp;#225; a falar desse amor sem limites, sem pudor, sem culpas? &amp;#201; como disse a m&amp;#227;e vivida neste filme; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;AMOR de m&amp;#227;e &amp;#233; imposs&amp;#237;vel. Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;diga onde&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ele termina?&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="137" alt="COMENT 1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SF1ZsYDkb7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/TCFeTnuAx_M/COMENT%201%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;FIQUE NA PAZ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8888083171405936693?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8888083171405936693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8888083171405936693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8888083171405936693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8888083171405936693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-me-quer-que-eu-case.html' title='AMOR DE MÃE É IMPOSSÍVEL'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SF1ZrO6yKJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/8IQmLfPjB3s/s72-c/sejafeitaminhavontade_3%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3523962057535280530</id><published>2008-06-20T19:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:03:05.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INVERNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="321" alt="NEVE 1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFw07E3909I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Jj8dSQqH15Q/NEVE%201%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="400" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hoje come&amp;#231;a o Inverno, resolvi ent&amp;#227;o deixar algumas coisas bonitas e apaixonadas, pr&amp;#243;prias da esta&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Aqui n&amp;#243;s n&amp;#227;o temos &amp;quot;aquele Inverno&amp;quot; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;nem esse ai da gravura!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;mas, falar de amor n&amp;#227;o ocupa espa&amp;#231;o. Acho at&amp;#233;&amp;#160; que devemos procurar motivos para dele falar... n&amp;#227;o do Inverno, mas do Amor! Mais!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ofere&amp;#231;o mantas alcochoadas, bordadas com poesias em rosa e vinho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de aconchego,&amp;#160; um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o feito lareira repleto de brasas de amor e carinhos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho rom&amp;#226;nticos sonhos, leves e brancos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que enfeitam as noites&amp;#160; como neve de algod&amp;#227;o.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&amp;#227;o flocos de emo&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o e sentimentos verdadeiros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para compartilhar com um sonhador cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Thayane Rangel)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por sentir frio profundo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anuncio irrevog&amp;#225;vel decis&amp;#227;o,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Convido a quem topar;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desisti de Santo Antonio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou a S&amp;#227;o Jo&amp;#227;o festejar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobagem &amp;#233; tirar a sorte,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou beber muito quent&amp;#227;o!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desist&amp;#234;ncia do Amor???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#195;O!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinga tamb&amp;#233;m traz calor! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(M&lt;/strong&gt;.Bechara)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="340" alt="amor" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFw08NH6CCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ptNaltgQxvE/amor%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="428" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque ainda&amp;#160; &amp;#233; inverno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em nosso cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa can&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; pra cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como a cigarra acende o ver&amp;#227;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ilumina o ar.&lt;font size="1"&gt; (M. Nascimento)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vim aqui para oferecer o que tenho de melhor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que repele o frio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E na tristeza d&amp;#225; um n&amp;#243;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&amp;#227;o quero nada em troca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas quero dar meu amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A quem interessar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero amar, deixar saudades...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero ver o inverno partir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando eu me despedir.&lt;font size="1"&gt; (N.Vilela)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bem vindo Inverno!&amp;#160; Venha na paz, onde ningu&amp;#233;m&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;precise morrer de frio nem de solid&amp;#227;o. Se tiver que se morrer que seja de amor, estourar como a cigarra... cantando de tanta alegria, num preparativo para receber&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;a Primavera que, daqui a pouco, estar&amp;#225; batendo &amp;#224; nossa porta!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3523962057535280530?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3523962057535280530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3523962057535280530&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3523962057535280530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3523962057535280530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/inverno.html' title='INVERNO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFw07E3909I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Jj8dSQqH15Q/s72-c/NEVE%201%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3517183950466317609</id><published>2008-06-19T20:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:45:33.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEM É FORTE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="292" alt="tre_auto_estima" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFrteO4xQWI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HTuYdeAayWM/tre_auto_estima%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Um vigia viu que um ladr&amp;#227;o se preparava para assaltar uma casa; gritou e fez movimento de tal maneira que o ladr&amp;#227;o se assustou e fugiu. Outro vigia, que tinha ouvido sobre este fato, preparou armadilhas. Quando o ladr&amp;#227;o tentou entrar em sua casa, capturou-o e acorrentou-o&amp;quot;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um homem bom, quando assaltado por um impulso ruim e violento, o espanta. Um justo, quando assaltado pelo mesmo impulso, subjulga-o, domina-o e o redireciona para o servi&amp;#231;o de Deus&lt;font size="1"&gt;.(A Cabala da Inveja)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aprender com o processo. Favor que fazemos a n&amp;#243;s e aos nossos semelhantes quando n&amp;#227;o&amp;#160; permitimos&amp;#160; que &amp;quot;sentimentos&amp;quot; maus fiquem livres... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="131" alt="anjo espiritosanto" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFrq39BrpeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/1WoLTuvaxk4/anjo%20espiritosanto%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TENHA UM &amp;#211;TIMO DIA&amp;#160; E...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-3517183950466317609?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/3517183950466317609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=3517183950466317609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3517183950466317609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/3517183950466317609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/quem-forte.html' title='QUEM É FORTE?'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFrteO4xQWI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HTuYdeAayWM/s72-c/tre_auto_estima%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2237891510524058493</id><published>2008-06-18T16:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:05:02.997-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comportamento'/><title type='text'>REFLEXÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="320" alt="INVEJA" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFlb0Gb32vI/AAAAAAAAAck/FK-dEYJjRj8/INVEJA%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt; Refletir&amp;#160; sobre &lt;strong&gt;nossa responsabilidade&lt;/strong&gt; no que diz respeito a sentimentos&amp;#160; como a raiva, que por sua vez est&amp;#225; associada a inveja. Refletir sobre as coisas que odiamos nos outros (o porqu&amp;#234; odiamos) e tamb&amp;#233;m as que admiramos. Identificar e reconhecer as coisas que est&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;transbordando&amp;quot; em n&amp;#243;s&lt;em&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;A alma humana s&amp;#243; se faz vis&amp;#237;vel quando percebemos os excessos e refletimos sobre eles.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Valiosas sementes de reflex&amp;#227;o, de &amp;quot;toques&amp;quot; para um auto conhecimento... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Deixo aqui, uma sementinha, dentre tantas que tenho encontrado durante a leitura do livro A Cabala da Inveja, de Nilton Bonder.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Fazer algo de mau a outra pessoa &amp;#233; pior do que faz&amp;#234;-lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contra o Criador. A pessoa que voc&amp;#234; prejudicou&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pode ter ido a algum lugar que voc&amp;#234;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;desconhece e&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;voc&amp;#234; ter&amp;#225; ent&amp;#227;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perdido a oportunidade de&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;obter dela o perd&amp;#227;o. O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Criador,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;entanto, est&amp;#225; em todos os lugares e&lt;/em&gt; voc&amp;#234;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; poder&amp;#225;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;encontr&amp;#225;-LO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;toda vez que O procurar.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008040"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se algu&amp;#233;m nos causa repulsa ou &amp;#243;dio e&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;realmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;queremos estar o mais longe poss&amp;#237;vel desta pessoa, a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;melhor forma de faz&amp;#234;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;lo &amp;#233; n&amp;#227;o odi&amp;#225;-la. Se nos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;permitirmos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;cair nesta armadilha do rancor,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;principalmente das rixas, viveremos a ingrata&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;experi&amp;#234;ncia de ter estas pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muito pr&amp;#243;ximas a n&amp;#243;s.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um grande abra&amp;#231;o!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2237891510524058493?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2237891510524058493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2237891510524058493&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2237891510524058493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2237891510524058493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflexo.html' title='REFLEXÃO'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFlb0Gb32vI/AAAAAAAAAck/FK-dEYJjRj8/s72-c/INVEJA%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2642948512515113602</id><published>2008-06-17T17:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:19:32.335-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><title type='text'>SOBRE NÓS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;AGRADE&amp;#199;O muito aos amigos que t&amp;#234;m me presenteado com seus selos. Acabei de receber este selo abaixo, de um&amp;#160; poeta e dono de uma criatividade fabulosa, Roberto do &lt;a href="http://almaguerreira.50webs.com"&gt;http://almaguerreira.50webs.com&lt;/a&gt;. Tudo por l&amp;#225; &amp;#233; muito lindo! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mais um momento de felicidade pra mim. Acredite!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="286" alt="PREMIOSENSACIONAL" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFgdoPvKmqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HAxPI3dvSA8/PREMIOSENSACIONAL%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;LAMENTAVELMENTE,&amp;#160; eu ainda n&amp;#227;o tenho um recanto especial para presentes como esses e nem para outros mimos que me s&amp;#227;o oferecidos. Como sempre digo, eu sou uma amadora assumida, n&amp;#227;o entendo nada e portanto,&amp;#160; acabo ficando dependente&amp;#160; de quem entende, que no meu caso &amp;#233; o filh&amp;#227;o, que por sua vez anda &amp;quot;ralando&amp;quot; muito, cuidando do seu futuro e por conta disso n&amp;#227;o pode me dar o suporte que preciso... ai, voc&amp;#234;s nem imaginam, tem momentos que eu fico &amp;quot;doidinha,&amp;quot; coisas do tipo; imagem que some, onde eu clico para &amp;quot;isso ou para aquilo outro?&amp;quot; e por ai vai.&amp;#160; Sem falar de alguns termos que eu n&amp;#227;o fa&amp;#231;o a menor id&amp;#233;ia do que se trata. Minha filhona entende alguma coisinha e &amp;#233; ela quem me socorre nas minhas &amp;quot;maluquices.&amp;quot; Mas &amp;#233; o b&amp;#225;sico do b&amp;#225;sico, sabe? As vezes eu fico at&amp;#233; com peninha dela... acho que boto ela doida tamb&amp;#233;m! (risos)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu n&amp;#227;o tinha id&amp;#233;ia de que iria me envolver tanto com voc&amp;#234;s e com este recanto, pelo qual hoje eu nutro o maior carinho. Talvez por esta raz&amp;#227;o eu fique t&amp;#227;o feliz, quando recebo presentes como este de hoje. Voc&amp;#234;s nem tem id&amp;#233;ia do TAMANHO da felicidade!.&amp;#160; Sou boba?, t&amp;#225; bom, eu tamb&amp;#233;m acho e me banco&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Gosto de ser essa boba tanto quanto gosto desta REFLEX&amp;#195;O que deixo&lt;strong&gt; l&amp;#225;&lt;/strong&gt; no&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;final...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;As vezes n&amp;#227;o d&amp;#225; para postar todo dia e ai eu fico pensando, como &amp;#233; triste um blog &amp;quot;abandonado!&amp;quot; Eu n&amp;#227;o gostaria que isso acontecesse com o fatosedados. Claro que voc&amp;#234;s tamb&amp;#233;m encontram, nos passeios por ai, blogs estagnados. Acho t&amp;#227;o &amp;quot;estranho&amp;quot; como acho &amp;quot;estranho&amp;quot; uma igreja fechada. SEMPRE me entristece ver uma igreja fechada! Qualquer igreja... Ser&amp;#225; que exagerei na compara&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o??? Bom, mas a sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; realmente &amp;quot;esquisita.&amp;quot; Voc&amp;#234; entende, n&amp;#233;?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Este recanto tem sido um grande parceiro, me levando a n&amp;#227;o ficar focando apenas um ponto, mas v&amp;#225;rios cantos e in&amp;#250;meros contos! Me encontro, me acho, me perco, me acho. Enquanto&amp;#160; a vida passa&amp;#160; eu vou passando por aqui deixando um pouco de marcas, trocando um pouco de tudo! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="98" alt="barra001" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFgdpPM701I/AAAAAAAAAcc/biGG_gunFhY/barra001%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A REFLEX&amp;#195;O que citei acima...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;H&amp;#225; gente que ao inv&amp;#233;s de destruir, constr&amp;#243;i;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ao inv&amp;#233;s de invejar, presenteia;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ao inv&amp;#233;s de invenenar, embeleza;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ao inv&amp;#233;s de dilacerar, re&amp;#250;ne e agrega.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; (LYA LUFT)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lindo isso n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois &amp;#233;, eu ainda sou desse tempo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="268" alt="agradec 4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFgdqd6bdDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/wLct-YG9gMw/agradec%204%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQUE COM DEUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2642948512515113602?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2642948512515113602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2642948512515113602&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2642948512515113602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2642948512515113602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/sobre-ns.html' title='SOBRE NÓS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFgdoPvKmqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HAxPI3dvSA8/s72-c/PREMIOSENSACIONAL%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-1635144568410386415</id><published>2008-06-14T19:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:06:29.882-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confiança'/><title type='text'>QUIETUDE DA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="lilas" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFRHdJbvOGI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tXojNdv7tko/lilas%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purifique a mente de tudo que seja negativo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como o temor, a preocupa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, a ira;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em seguida, preencha-a com pensamentos de amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;servi&amp;#231;o e alegre expectativa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No santu&amp;#225;rio de seu cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h&amp;#225; que entronizar um poder, uma alegria,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma paz: Deus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus na sua miseric&amp;#243;rida infinita,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nos d&amp;#225; a alegria&amp;#160; Dele, a inspira&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o Dele,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a verdadeira vida, a verdadeira sabedoria,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a verdadeira felicidade e a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verdadeira compreens&amp;#227;o,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por meio de todas as diversas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;experi&amp;#234;ncias da vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A gl&amp;#243;ria de Deus, por&amp;#233;m,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s&amp;#243; &amp;#233; revelada na quietude da alma. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Fica aqui o meu carinho desejando que voc&amp;#234;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;TENHA UM &amp;#211;TIMO DOMINGO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-1635144568410386415?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/1635144568410386415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=1635144568410386415&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1635144568410386415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/1635144568410386415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/quietude-da-alma.html' title='QUIETUDE DA ALMA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFRHdJbvOGI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tXojNdv7tko/s72-c/lilas%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-28009808835361566</id><published>2008-06-13T16:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:17:43.422-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religião'/><title type='text'>PALAVRAS E PALAVRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;img height="319" alt="anjos_na_floresta" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFLHzRhZTOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nxe-8WmlWxI/anjos_na_floresta%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quando ouvimos uma pessoa, podemos detectar&amp;#160; atrav&amp;#233;s de sua palavras, o esp&amp;#237;rito que est&amp;#225; saindo dela, portanto &amp;#233; preciso cuidado ao falar para que, o que sai de nossa boca n&amp;#227;o seja&amp;#160; apenas verdadeiro, MAS&amp;#160; TAMB&amp;#201;M bom, positivo, edificante e alinhado com Deus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A l&amp;#237;ngua expressa o que pensamos, sentimos e queremos, n&amp;#227;o necessariamente o que Deus pensa, sente e quer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;H&amp;#225; vida nas palavras. Palavras s&amp;#227;o sementes... semeamos palavras e colhemos de acordo como que semeamos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;No momento em que Deus nos deu a palavra, Ele espera que sejamos respons&amp;#225;veis pelo poder que as liberam. Quando nos &amp;#233; dado o poder, paralelamente vem a responsabilidade. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Digo-vos que de toda palavra frivola que proferirem os homens, dela dar&amp;#227;o conta no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dia de ju&amp;#237;zo&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; (Mt.12.36).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Se realmente cr&amp;#234;ssemos que as palavras t&amp;#234;m poder e que Deus nos responsabiliza quanto ao uso delas, certamente ser&amp;#237;amos MAIS CUIDADOSOS com o que dizemos, principalmente aqueles que desejam ser usados por Deus. L&amp;#237;deres espirituais DEVEM ter dom&amp;#237;nio pr&amp;#243;prio que sirvam de exemplo aos seu liderados. Isso deve ser exerc&amp;#237;cio constante. Eles devem mostrar o &amp;quot;caminho&amp;quot; com sua vida, respaldados pela palavra de Deus. PODER REQUER RESPONSABILIDADE! !!&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Acaso pode a fonte&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jorrar do mesmo lugar o que &amp;#233; doce e o que &amp;#233;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;amargoso?&lt;/strong&gt; (Tg.3.11).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aqueles que s&amp;#227;o treinados para ser porta vozes de Deus, frequentemente ser&amp;#227;o usados para trazer encorajamento, consolo, e edifica&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o aos outros. Um cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o tem que ser sincero diante do Senhor, pois &amp;#233; da abund&amp;#226;ncia que h&amp;#225; no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que a boca fala para o bem ou para o mal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;A B&amp;#237;blia faz refer&amp;#234;ncia a &lt;em&gt;l&amp;#237;ngua&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;palavra,&lt;/em&gt; in&amp;#250;meras vezes e n&amp;#227;o vemos Jesus ser negativo ou falar negativamente. Entristecemos o Esp&amp;#237;rito Santo quando (dentre outras coisas), maltratamos os outros ou quando temos qualquer tipo de conversa negativa;&lt;strong&gt; &amp;quot;N&amp;#227;o saia de vossas bocas nenhuma palavra torpe, mas s&amp;#243; a que for boa para promover e edifica&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, para que d&amp;#234; gra&amp;#231;as aos que a&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ouvem.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;E &lt;em&gt;n&amp;#227;o entriste&amp;#231;ais&lt;/em&gt; o Esp&amp;#237;rito Santo de Deus, no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;qual estais selados para o Dia da reden&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; (Ef.4.29-30) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*Vale muito a pena pensar, pensar bastante antes de se auto denominar, antes de causar danos a pr&amp;#243;pria alma espalhando fagulhas pela boca. Antes de se julgar seguidor de Deus ou um Deus, vale refletir ... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Se algu&amp;#233;m sup&amp;#245;e ser religioso deixando de refrear a sua pr&amp;#243;pria l&amp;#237;ngua, antes enganando o pr&amp;#243;prio&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, a sua religi&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; v&amp;#227;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;(Tg.1.26)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*QUE DEUS TENHA MISERIC&amp;#211;RDIA, MUITA MISERIC&amp;#211;RDIA!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; ( do livro &amp;quot;Eu e Minha Boca Grande&amp;quot;-ADAPTADO PARA&amp;#160; AQUI&amp;#160; SER POSTADO).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="193" alt="bomfimdesemana2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFLH1DhF4UI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6u2MNVFancI/bomfimdesemana2%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-28009808835361566?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/28009808835361566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=28009808835361566&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/28009808835361566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/28009808835361566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/palavras-e-palavras.html' title='PALAVRAS E PALAVRAS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFLHzRhZTOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nxe-8WmlWxI/s72-c/anjos_na_floresta%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-2361523741631199672</id><published>2008-06-11T20:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:24:48.515-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Covardia'/><title type='text'>O PROFETA... A PALAVRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="178" alt="20_04_05_deusefiel_celia" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFBlDnZpnbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/j4p4Q-5XjKg/20_04_05_deusefiel_celia%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Falamos tanto em tomarmos atitudes positivas, pensarmos positivo, agirmos de maneira positiva. Falamos tamb&amp;#233;m em dizermos coisas positivas. S&amp;#243; que poucos pensam no poder que t&amp;#234;m todas as palavras na nossa vida e nas dos outros.      &lt;br /&gt;As palavras t&amp;#234;m poder!       &lt;br /&gt;E disse Deus: -Haja luz! E houve luz!       &lt;br /&gt;Com palavras Ele criou o mundo.       &lt;br /&gt;As palavras t&amp;#234;m grande poder em tudo o que fazemos. Tudo o que proferimos vai agir em nos, vai influenciar em toda a nossa vida E NA DAQUELES que convivem conosco. Pouco pensamos ao etiquetarmos os outros. N&amp;#227;o refletimos a nossa falta de cuidado ao etiquetarmos as pessoas de lerdas, bobas, burras, idiotas, sem jeito, retardadas...&lt;font size="5"&gt; e tantas&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;coisas que podem sair da nossa boca.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Palavras cortam, ferem, curam, consolam, maldizem, bendizem, aben&amp;#231;oam, amaldi&amp;#231;oam, constroem, destroem. E uma vez ditas,&amp;#160; n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; como voltar atr&amp;#225;s.        &lt;br /&gt;Jesus disse &amp;#224; figueira para que secasse e esta secou; disse ao mar que se acalmasse e este se acalmou; disse &amp;quot;-levanta-te e anda&amp;quot; e o deficiente andou... Quanto poder nas palavras do Mestre!!!         &lt;br /&gt;A n&amp;#243;s foi dado tamb&amp;#233;m o poder, mesmo se nossa f&amp;#233; &amp;#233; menorzinha que um gr&amp;#227;o de mostarda.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;E poss&amp;#237;vel mudar a conseq&amp;#252;&amp;#234;ncia dos fatos na nossa vida, mudando nosso modo de express&amp;#227;o. &amp;#201; poss&amp;#237;vel trazer b&amp;#234;n&amp;#231;&amp;#227;os e sa&amp;#250;de, felicidade para n&amp;#243;s, nossos filhos, nossos amigos, nossa fam&amp;#237;lia. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(texto adaptado p/ ser postado aqui) Let&amp;#237;cia Thompsom.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="36" alt="barrinha11" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFBkXYXAfjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/I4TV0tFnP8U/barrinha11%5B5%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que a postagem est&amp;#225; grande,&amp;#160; mas eu n&amp;#227;o poderia deixar&lt;font size="5"&gt; por menos - Desculpe!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;N&amp;#227;o tenho&amp;#160; o menor interesse em criar nenhum tipo de pol&amp;#234;mica aqui, mas seria muita insensibilidade de minha parte n&amp;#227;o deixar , neste meu racanto,&amp;#160; um pouco de minha indiguina&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Temo pelo que testemunhei ontem a noite, dentro de uma igreja, onde um pastor se dirige a uma jovem, que por sinal tinha ido pela primeira vez aquela casa, e com as m&amp;#227;os sobre a cabe&amp;#231;a da mo&amp;#231;a, exclama: VOC&amp;#202; VAI SER SEQUESTRADA!!!! A seguir, este pastor pergunta a m&amp;#227;e da mo&amp;#231;a se ela e empres&amp;#225;ria ou se tem algum bem ao que a senhora, sob o impacto da &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;revela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot;,&lt;/em&gt; Balan&amp;#231;a somente a cabe&amp;#231;a&amp;#160; como um N&amp;#195;O e responde baixinho; &amp;quot;n&amp;#243;s n&amp;#227;o temos nada pra que isso aconte&amp;#231;a&amp;quot; e minha filha n&amp;#227;o vive solta nas noites e nem nos dias, a n&amp;#227;o ser para estudar... Claro que o dito pastor &amp;quot;pintou&amp;quot; com detalhes&amp;#160; toda a cena do &lt;em&gt;suposto futuro&lt;/em&gt; sequestro. N&amp;#227;o preciso (ou preciso?) colocar aqui o p&amp;#226;nico que se estabeleceu sobre a jovem mo&amp;#231;a e sua m&amp;#227;e, &amp;#233; caro!&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Meio que sem saber onde e porque, procuraram uma forma de sair daquele lugar, j&amp;#225; que a mo&amp;#231;a n&amp;#227;o controlava o choro e estava evidente a necessidade de ajuda, de di&amp;#225;logo saud&amp;#225;vel, de uma &lt;strong&gt;REAL PALAVRA DE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DEUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Hoje temos uma menina que n&amp;#227;o consegue dormir, que est&amp;#225; com medo de atender&amp;#160; algu&amp;#233;m no port&amp;#227;o e at&amp;#233; mesmo telefone, que n&amp;#227;o tem coragem de sair para suas aulas e temos tamb&amp;#233;m uma fam&amp;#237;lia que est&amp;#225; indignada, MAS QUE luta, contando e crendo na miseric&amp;#243;rdia de DEUS, para que AQUELAS MALDITAS PALAVRAS n&amp;#227;o tomem for&amp;#231;a no cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o desta jovem, cujo &amp;#250;nico erro foi ter ido ali, buscar a PALAVRA DE DEUS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Felizmente estamos falando de pessoas de boa &amp;#237;ndole, que acreditam que Deus &amp;#233; TUDO e que certamente este senhor &amp;quot;pastor&amp;quot; h&amp;#225; de responder por por sua forma cruel de lidar com o seu pr&amp;#243;ximo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Fico muito preocupada com esse neg&amp;#243;cio de&lt;em&gt; &amp;quot;revela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o&amp;quot;, j&amp;#225; vi muita gente se danar toda por conta disso. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Aos evang&amp;#233;licos &lt;strong&gt;de fato&lt;/strong&gt; pe&amp;#231;o desculpas e s&amp;#243; lamento, mas SEI que em todos os cantos deste mundo de Deus existem os bons os maus e os feios, n&amp;#233;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Que DEUS oriente muito a mente de seus filhos para que n&amp;#227;o se deixem sucumbir por falsos profetas, por mentiras, por aqueles que visam apenas&amp;#160; interesses&amp;#160; financeiros e tentam pegar o &amp;quot;irm&amp;#227;o&amp;quot; a qualquer pre&amp;#231;o.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Quanto a voc&amp;#234; que teve paci&amp;#234;ncia de ler at&amp;#233; aqui, fica um pedido: Ore, reze, fa&amp;#231;a uma prece, enfim, pe&amp;#231;a a Deus do seu jeito para Ele interceder na vida desta jovem que quase &amp;#233; destru&amp;#237;da pelo &lt;strong&gt;poder da palavra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;(maldita). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="abraco" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFBlEWq9CCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rQpamET8w_Q/abraco%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...e fique com Deus!&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-2361523741631199672?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/2361523741631199672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=2361523741631199672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2361523741631199672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/2361523741631199672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-profeta-palavra.html' title='O PROFETA... A PALAVRA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFBlDnZpnbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/j4p4Q-5XjKg/s72-c/20_04_05_deusefiel_celia%5B11%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8094283094252872099</id><published>2008-06-10T13:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:11:55.541-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comportamento'/><title type='text'>REFLETINDO SOBRE A INVEJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img height="390" alt="shared" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SE6nwxcQ8PI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LECOguf4Ob4/shared%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="524" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;A inveja &amp;#233; uma raiva. E ela &amp;#233; sempre deslocada do objeto de raiva: n&amp;#243;s mesmos. Como &amp;#233; dif&amp;#237;cil dirigir a raiva para n&amp;#243;s mesmos, projetamos essa raiva naqueles que, acreditamos, realizam ou possuem o que gostar&amp;#237;amos de realizar ou possuir. A for&amp;#231;a destrutiva da inveja est&amp;#225; no fato de que &amp;#233; um sentimento que n&amp;#227;o se exaure. Nunca ficamos satisfeitos, pois essa raiva n&amp;#227;o nos mobiliza a conseguir o que queremos. Ao contr&amp;#225;rio, ela apenas nos faz desejar que todos 'usufruam', como n&amp;#243;s, da frustra&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de n&amp;#227;o alcan&amp;#231;ar os objetivos invejados.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Identificar a pr&amp;#243;pria inveja &amp;#233; parte de uma aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que devemos cultivar. Preste aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o em sua alegria, se est&amp;#225; satisfeito ou n&amp;#227;o. Veja se tem tend&amp;#234;ncia a culpar algu&amp;#233;m ou a se sentir desencorajado quando v&amp;#234; outro alcan&amp;#231;ando o que voc&amp;#234; gostaria de ter. J&amp;#225; o dissipar da inveja depende de uma compreens&amp;#227;o mais refinada do mundo e da vida. Todos os seres humanos s&amp;#227;o batalhadores, sobreviventes da tentativa de gerenciar suas vidas da forma mais agrad&amp;#225;vel e significativa poss&amp;#237;vel. Mas n&amp;#227;o conhe&amp;#231;o ningu&amp;#233;m que tenha terminado essa tarefa. N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; super-homens - e nem micro-homens:&lt;em&gt; somos todos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;companheiros da mesma experi&amp;#234;ncia&lt;/em&gt;. Todos possu&amp;#237;mos na sa&amp;#250;de o &amp;#250;nico bem que merece ser invejado - a vida. &amp;#201; irrelevante o que um tem ou deixa de ter quando se conhece e se entende a vida e os seres humanos. Conhe&amp;#231;a-os melhor, e a inveja decrescer&amp;#225;.&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img height="36" alt="barrinha11" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SE6nxtLnzZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/bkZJmAn9_qI/barrinha11%5B12%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curioso como a gente acaba encontrando, de um jeito ou de outro, aquilo&amp;#160; que estamos pensando. Tenho pensado nessa coisa da &amp;quot;inveja&amp;quot; e do &amp;quot;ci&amp;#250;me&amp;quot;, em&amp;#160; como est&amp;#227;o interligados, em como at&amp;#233;&amp;#160; se confundem. Remexendo meus guardados, tentando me reorganizar, encontrei este texto de Nilton Bonder entre minhas papeladas. Texto que gosto muito, tanto gosto que o guardei ap&amp;#243;s trabalhar com ele (ele o texto, &lt;font size="2"&gt;risos&lt;/font&gt;) numa Din&amp;#226;mica de grupo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem coisa que n&amp;#227;o envelhece nunca! Vale a pena rever a mensagem.&amp;#160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="56" alt="abracao" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SE6nyeOYCXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HvvNTEU01_Y/abracao%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0" /&gt;Fique com &lt;strong&gt;DEUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8094283094252872099?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8094283094252872099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8094283094252872099&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8094283094252872099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8094283094252872099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/refletindo-sobre-inveja.html' title='REFLETINDO SOBRE A INVEJA'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SE6nwxcQ8PI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LECOguf4Ob4/s72-c/shared%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-8609291050109412961</id><published>2008-06-08T20:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:11:22.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MINHAS RIQUEZAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SExyW691ICI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Js5NaVPqnIA/s1600-h/27-03-08_1012%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="27-03-08_1012" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SExyZyXTbYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q5sLDJ3GoVw/27-03-08_1012_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AI EST&amp;#195;O AS PRIMEIRAS FLORES DESTE ANO - &lt;/strong&gt;Minha Quaresmeira&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;H&amp;#225; algumas horas atr&amp;#225;s,eu estava observando encantada, como minha Quaresmeira est&amp;#225; linda! L&amp;#225; pelo final de abril surgiram as primeiras flores&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;roxas&lt;/strong&gt;,( o roxo e o lil&amp;#225;s t&amp;#234;m me acompnhado). Passamos o m&amp;#234;s de maio com ela repleta&amp;#160; de flores, (diga-se de passagem, eu considero um presente pelo Dia das M&amp;#227;es). Ainda agora, em junho, ela est&amp;#225; me presenteando com sua plena energia... Totalmente coberta de flores!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ela veio comigo de Miguel Pereira em 2002, ainda &lt;img height="480" alt="IMAG1401" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFG7IPr1RQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AJ46bl0gR3M/IMAG1401%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;muito pequenina e hoje o que temos &amp;#233; uma mo&amp;#231;a muito encantadora e PRA MIM, pelo menos, cheia de magia, cheia de presen&amp;#231;a de Deus... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Estava ainda &amp;quot;namorando&amp;quot; suas flores quando me dei conta que, l&amp;#225; no alto uma lua quase t&amp;#237;mida aparecia. Deus e suas manifesta&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es... Estamos na Lua nova, n&amp;#233;?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Minha Quaresmeira &amp;#233; como um Templo, assim como o mar, o Sol, a Lua, o c&amp;#233;u, e TUDO que est&amp;#225; ai, feito pelas m&amp;#227;os do Grande Arquit&amp;#233;to - DEUS!!!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="362" alt="IMAG1399" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SFG7KJq-mtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/C6a7phtk9qI/IMAG1399%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="483" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#201; ai que o Beija Flor &amp;quot;passeia&amp;quot; e me visita. Ele faz parte desta beleza, deste Templo! Outros p&amp;#225;ssaros tamb&amp;#233;m est&amp;#227;o envolvidos neste c&amp;#237;rculo de AMOR.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Se quero falar com meu Pai, meu Mestre, as vezes fico embaixo dela e ... choro, oro, rogo, agrade&amp;#231;o... agrade&amp;#231;o sempre!sempre! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="36" alt="barrinha7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SExydN6PrgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SBLMTVWI8gg/barrinha7%5B9%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Quero esclarecer para algumas pessoas queridas que o nome &lt;strong&gt;Fatos e Dados&lt;/strong&gt;, quando foi dado ao meu querido blog, havia de minha parte a inten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de postar fatos e dados referentes a &lt;strong&gt;MINHA pr&amp;#243;pria vida&lt;/strong&gt;, digo, as &lt;strong&gt;minhas viv&amp;#234;ncias&lt;/strong&gt;, mas as coisa mudaram, porque at&amp;#233; as estr&amp;#234;las mudam, n&amp;#233;? . N&amp;#227;o imaginei que iria sentir tanto carinho por este espa&amp;#231;o e por &amp;quot;tabela&amp;quot;, por todos os amigos blogueiros que me visitam e de certa forma, me d&amp;#227;o enorme for&amp;#231;a.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Senti que n&amp;#227;o tenho que ter compromisso com uma determinada linha de postagens e nem conseguiria. Sou pisciana, lembra? Minha cabe&amp;#231;a, as v&amp;#234;zes &amp;#233; muito ecl&amp;#233;tica... (Risos). Meu compromisso &amp;#233; com a liberdade, liberdade de Ser, de me satisfazer. Falo de mim, falo daquilo com que me identifico, falo da vida, de f&amp;#233;,&amp;#160; de natureza, de Deus e da Paz que &amp;#233; minha principal(busca constante) meta aqui e onde quer que seja... O importante &amp;#233; que o tempo passa e muita coisa tamb&amp;#233;m, o que fica vou deixando por aqui!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;APRENDI A GOSTAR MUITO DESTE LUGAR...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;E POR CONTA DISSO A GOSTAR MUITO DE VOC&amp;#202; QUE ME VISITA. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="183" alt="obrigado03" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SExydxU028I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/G2Vd_sAolm8/obrigado03%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392566499312856246-8609291050109412961?l=fatosedados.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/feeds/8609291050109412961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392566499312856246&amp;postID=8609291050109412961&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8609291050109412961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392566499312856246/posts/default/8609291050109412961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatosedados.blogspot.com/2008/06/minhas-riquezas.html' title='MINHAS RIQUEZAS'/><author><name>Eu mesma e Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04330485236133522068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yy0bCcVzWs/TnGPQqotz9I/AAAAAAAABkk/smxxvWcAFyg/s220/copia%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SExyZyXTbYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q5sLDJ3GoVw/s72-c/27-03-08_1012_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392566499312856246.post-3351965165809133980</id><published>2008-06-08T00:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:52:37.341-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mudanças'/><title type='text'>A FELICIDADE ESTÁ EM VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="389" alt="macartherpark" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SEtM41nD6iI/AAAAAAAAAas/5Cb3DZjZ01Q/macartherpark%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="525" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto mais voc&amp;#234; se concentrar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nas coisas externas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;menos feliz ser&amp;#225;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mula que carrega um saco de&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouro nas costas, n&amp;#227;o sabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o valor da carga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De maneira semelhante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o homem absorve-se de tal maneira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em transportar a carga da vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esperando alguma felicidade no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;final da trilha, que n&amp;#227;o percebe que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carrega nele, a bem-aventuran&amp;#231;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suprema e sempirterna da alma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo fato de procurar nas &amp;quot;coisas&amp;quot; a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felicidade, ele ignora que j&amp;#225; possui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um tesouro de felicidade em seu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pr&amp;#243;prio interior.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="36" alt="barrinha7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/iastutz.sl140/SEtM5uo5bYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/dA4Uu77Dl3s/barrinha7%5B6%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos TUDO dentro de n&amp;#243;s, mas continuamos a buscar desesperadamente o respons&amp;#225;vel por nossas &amp;quot;derrotas&amp;quot;, sem termos coragem para nos responsabilizarmos por tudo o que praticamos e ou deixamos de praticar. Deus est&amp;#225; exatamente onde n&amp;#243;s o colocamos. Se deixa
