<?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-8072842314204255430</id><updated>2012-02-20T07:41:46.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temor e Reverência</title><subtitle type='html'>..."Porque aqueles que O conhecem mais de perto tem maior razão para aproximar-se d'Ele com temor e reverência"(William Penn)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6086426088258219223</id><published>2012-02-02T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T15:47:10.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Em silêncio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6086426088258219223?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6086426088258219223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/02/em-silencio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6086426088258219223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6086426088258219223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/02/em-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-898099491311653803</id><published>2012-01-04T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:00:35.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jars of Clay - Oh my God(traduzido)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/888CnITzNGY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! Meu Deus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-898099491311653803?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/898099491311653803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/01/jars-of-clay-oh-my-godtraduzido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/898099491311653803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/898099491311653803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/01/jars-of-clay-oh-my-godtraduzido.html' title='Jars of Clay - Oh my God(traduzido)'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/888CnITzNGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4829529092931026924</id><published>2012-01-02T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:55:02.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb-kgEhdvUA/TwILaGDNHLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/y52XXbbjQ7o/s1600/EU-TENHO-O-SELO-DO-AMOR-DE-DEUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb-kgEhdvUA/TwILaGDNHLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/y52XXbbjQ7o/s400/EU-TENHO-O-SELO-DO-AMOR-DE-DEUS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693125421878287538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Retire nossa costela novamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E aqui dentro de nosso peito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós apenas queremos amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós apenas queremos amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Retire o véu do tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E nos deixe ver Você com nossos olhos descobertos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós apenas queremos amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós apenas queremos amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Queremos seu sangue fluindo em nossos corpos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Queremos seu fôlego dentro de nossos pulmões&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós queremos apenas amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós queremos apenas amar você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ossos do esqueleto de pé ao som da eternidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós lábios dos encontrados&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E lápides enrolam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ao ritmo do seus sons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ossos do esqueleto de pé ao som da eternidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós lábios dos encontrados&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então as portas separadas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixam o filho em ressurreição.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh deixe nos adorar o&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Filho da Glória encharcado em amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abra seus portões diante dele&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 2.25pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Coroem-lo, exaltem-lo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4829529092931026924?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4829529092931026924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/01/retire-nossa-costela-novamente-e-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4829529092931026924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4829529092931026924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2012/01/retire-nossa-costela-novamente-e-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb-kgEhdvUA/TwILaGDNHLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/y52XXbbjQ7o/s72-c/EU-TENHO-O-SELO-DO-AMOR-DE-DEUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5438579116374547924</id><published>2011-12-26T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:41:39.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Deus fará isso acontecer no momento certo, na hora certa, no tempo de Deus… tudo vai acontecer. "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDjH1IlAc4A/Tvj4CJxlWGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nrlmAiWcb0k/s1600/namoro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDjH1IlAc4A/Tvj4CJxlWGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nrlmAiWcb0k/s400/namoro.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690570845049935970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;No livro “Defraudação Emocional” há um capítulo intitulado: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; “&lt;b&gt;O homem procura, a mulher espera&lt;/b&gt;”.  &lt;br /&gt;  Nesse capítulo fala sobre a restauração de um valor bíblico nos relacionamentos sentimentais, um valor que foi se perdendo no mundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;o valor da mulher ser cortejada, e do homem cortejar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Um dos significados da palavra “cortejar” é “pretender”.&lt;br /&gt;  Podemos ver hoje em dia, mulheres que, por estarem solteiras, não se valorizam, e agem como se estivessem desesperadas por um relacionamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Vejo muitas mulheres de Deus agindo assim, mulheres que são verdadeiras ”princesas” do Senhor, agindo como se fossem “mendigas” emocionais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; “..&lt;b&gt;e tu Sião, serás chamada Procurada, Cidade-Não-Desamparada.&lt;/b&gt;” (Isaías 62:12)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; ”&lt;b&gt;A Mulher de Deus é procurada&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; O teu escolhido, o teu marido, te procura. Em oração ele procura, ele sabe quem procura… ele procura você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; Somente você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Ele não “abre mão” de você, tem que ser exclusivamente, e exatamente: você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; Não serve outra… não serve “mais” bonita nem “menos” bonita, não serve “melhor”, nem diferente de você, tem de ser: &lt;b&gt;você&lt;/b&gt;. Somente você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  Porque você é única, você é a “escolhida de Deus” para ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; Ele escolheu confiar em Deus, e Deus escolheu você para ele. É por isso que ele quer você, porque ele confia em Deus, porque ele sabe que você é “o melhor de Deus” para ele, a escolhida de Deus pra ele. Mas você precisa saber de uma coisa, você precisa saber que ele escolheu amar a Deus antes de amar você, ele decidiu amá-lo acima de amar você, foi por isso que ele fez a escolha certa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  A boa, perfeita  agradável vontade de Deus e foi por isso que Deus, sabendo de todas as coisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; escolheu você para ele. O teu escolhido é um homem de Deus, ele sabe que Deus não erra, ele confia em Deus,ele tem uma aliança com Deus, e por isso, ele tem uma aliança com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  Neste exato momento, onde ele estiver, ele já escolheu você, mesmo sem te conhecer, o coração dele já está guardado pelo Senhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; porque o teu escolhido sabe que você existe, ele sabe que Deus, desde a fundação do mundo, já havia sonhado com o encontro de vocês, por isso, Deus atendeu a oração dele, Deus escolheu você, então você crê. Crê e espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  Você crê que ele vai te encontrar, você crê que vale a pena esperar quanto tempo for preciso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;vale a pena esperar por ele, pelo escolhido de Deus, ele vai te encontrar, Deus fará isso acontecer no momento certo, na hora certa, no tempo de Deus… tudo vai acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;  E por crer nisso, você descansa no Senhor e deixa Deus fazer, e enquanto você descansa em Deus, Ele vai te moldando, te moldando... Para quando o escolhido, o noivo, o marido chegar, você estar, completamente livre, para verdadeiramente o amar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  E você mulher de Deus, vai lembrando sempre e guardando no coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;, pois não é por mérito seu que tudo isso vai acontecer, mas é pela graça de Deus, é por causa do amor de Deus por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; É porque Ele quer te dar… Ele quer te dar, e pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  Creia… obedeça e… receba! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;O que você tem que fazer até o seu escolhido chegar é simplesmente orar...  ore por ele mesmo sem saber quem ele é, porque Deus o guardará, você não sabe onde ele pode estar agora, e o que ele pode estar passando .. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;                                                                                                                                                                          Sarah Sheeva.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;                         “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(56, 118, 29); "&gt;Mulher virtuosa, quem a achará? O seu valor muito excede o de finas jóias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;.” (&lt;b&gt;Pv 31:10&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5438579116374547924?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5438579116374547924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/deus-fara-isso-acontecer-no-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5438579116374547924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5438579116374547924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/deus-fara-isso-acontecer-no-momento.html' title='&quot;Deus fará isso acontecer no momento certo, na hora certa, no tempo de Deus… tudo vai acontecer. &quot;'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDjH1IlAc4A/Tvj4CJxlWGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nrlmAiWcb0k/s72-c/namoro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6164040578395030418</id><published>2011-12-26T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:27:16.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falou e disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsDnckoyS_s/Tvj0sVf9LcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/siQBdtnLLOE/s1600/dddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsDnckoyS_s/Tvj0sVf9LcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/siQBdtnLLOE/s400/dddd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690567171705220546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6164040578395030418?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6164040578395030418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/falou-e-disse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6164040578395030418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6164040578395030418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/falou-e-disse.html' title='Falou e disse...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsDnckoyS_s/Tvj0sVf9LcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/siQBdtnLLOE/s72-c/dddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8437766607262936190</id><published>2011-12-26T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:23:05.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp0IFvIVUW4/TvjzdD6KZ7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/orgIfRxl178/s1600/gggggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp0IFvIVUW4/TvjzdD6KZ7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/orgIfRxl178/s400/gggggg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690565809773635506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"O coração de uma mulher deve ser tão próximo de Deus que um homem precisa persegui-Lo para encontrá-la..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8437766607262936190?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8437766607262936190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8437766607262936190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8437766607262936190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp0IFvIVUW4/TvjzdD6KZ7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/orgIfRxl178/s72-c/gggggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7209959332197082696</id><published>2011-12-26T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T13:57:10.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fé...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeBCRlbnxuU/TvjtR5LYZZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-pxMM3aFGDA/s1600/cria%25C3%25A7nas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeBCRlbnxuU/TvjtR5LYZZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-pxMM3aFGDA/s400/cria%25C3%25A7nas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690559020844737938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;"Se alguém estiver enfermo e precisar de oração, peçam às minhas crianças; elas nunca foram ensinadas a duvidar". Heidi Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7209959332197082696?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7209959332197082696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/fe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7209959332197082696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7209959332197082696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/fe.html' title='fé...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeBCRlbnxuU/TvjtR5LYZZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-pxMM3aFGDA/s72-c/cria%25C3%25A7nas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3762468784401706182</id><published>2011-12-11T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:22:02.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abismos NUNCA MAIS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu tenho a leve impressão&lt;br /&gt;De que as coisas um dia vão melhorar&lt;br /&gt;Porque do jeito que estão&lt;br /&gt;Não suporto não podem continuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando ele é "sim" eu sou "não"&lt;br /&gt;Se ele é "certeza" eu "sei lá"&lt;br /&gt;E entre nós se abrindo o abismo vai&lt;br /&gt;Das gerações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Já não consigo entender&lt;br /&gt;Esse jeito esquisito de conversar&lt;br /&gt;"Eu tô legal pode crer&lt;br /&gt;Dá um tempo que a vida "inda vai rolar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sou Fluminense ele é "Flá"&lt;br /&gt;Se eu sou conversa ele é "plá"&lt;br /&gt;E entre nós se abrindo o abismo vai&lt;br /&gt;Das gerações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por isso Deus tem que ser pra nós&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de encontro uma mesma voz&lt;br /&gt;Que nos converte um ao outro e nos traz a paz&lt;br /&gt;Por isso Deus tem que ser pra nós&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de encontro uma mesma voz&lt;br /&gt;Que nos converte um ao outro e nos traz a paz&lt;br /&gt;Abismos nunca mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu tenho a leve impressão&lt;br /&gt;De que as coisas tem mesmo é que melhorar&lt;br /&gt;Porque do jeito que estão&lt;br /&gt;Não suporto não podem continuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando ele é "sim" eu sou "não"&lt;br /&gt;Se ele é "certeza" eu "sei lá"&lt;br /&gt;E entre nós se abrindo o abismo vai&lt;br /&gt;Das gerações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Já não consigo entender&lt;br /&gt;Esse jeito esquisito de conversar&lt;br /&gt;"Eu tô legal pode crer&lt;br /&gt;Dá um tempo que a vida "inda vai rolar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sou Fluminense ele é "Flá"&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou conversa ele é "plá"&lt;br /&gt;E entre nós se abrindo o abismo vai&lt;br /&gt;Das gerações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por isso Deus tem que ser pra nós&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de encontro uma mesma voz&lt;br /&gt;Que nos converte um ao outro e nos traz a paz&lt;br /&gt;Por isso Deus tem que ser pra nós&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de encontro uma mesma voz&lt;br /&gt;Que nos converte um ao outro e nos traz a paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Abismos NUNCA MAIS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3762468784401706182?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3762468784401706182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/abismos-nunca-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3762468784401706182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3762468784401706182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/abismos-nunca-mais.html' title='Abismos NUNCA MAIS...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-2823455109376749086</id><published>2011-12-11T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:20:29.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9rqLWVpNkw/TuUCcnW1VOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xXD5TkwxjLo/s1600/j.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9rqLWVpNkw/TuUCcnW1VOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xXD5TkwxjLo/s400/j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684952795249464546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Suas emoções são como um tesouro, um presente de Deus, algum dia você as entregará ao seu futuro cônjuge. Guarde seu coração e descanse nos braços de amor do nosso Deus. Ele tem o melhor pra você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-2823455109376749086?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/2823455109376749086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/suas-emocoes-sao-como-um-tesouro-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2823455109376749086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2823455109376749086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/suas-emocoes-sao-como-um-tesouro-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9rqLWVpNkw/TuUCcnW1VOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xXD5TkwxjLo/s72-c/j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-618382839579574178</id><published>2011-12-11T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:33:40.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguem... (Eu escolhi esperar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z49Y7ZDYTwQ/TuT0Q5zUypI/AAAAAAAAAUw/OIhGpXDxPyI/s1600/NAMORO-CRISTAO-Uma-Orientacao-Saudavel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z49Y7ZDYTwQ/TuT0Q5zUypI/AAAAAAAAAUw/OIhGpXDxPyI/s400/NAMORO-CRISTAO-Uma-Orientacao-Saudavel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684937200879585938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;" Alguem que cuide de mim... alguem que apareça quando eu estiver sozinha... alguem me ache cheirosa... alguem que saiba sempre me surpreender e me conquistar todos os dias... ele pode ser brincalhão... alguem que me faça sentir livre... que seja um amigo antes de tudo... alguem que me conquiste com um olhar e com um sorriso... alguem para viver o resto da minha vida comigo... alguem ame Jesus mais do que eu... alguem que não tenha vergonha de se declarar pra mim... alguem que me apresente a seus amigos como se eu fosse a unica mulher do mundo... alguem que esteja disposto a se arriscar pra ficar comigo... alguem especial... alguem assencial... alguem que me mande flores e bombons... alguem com que eu não enjoe de ficar após uma semana... alguem que sonhe junto comigo... alguem que se preocupe com os outros... alguem que me ache perfeita mesmo com tantos defeitos... alguem com quem eu nunca pensei estar antes... alguem que Deus tenha separado pra mim, porque não é fácil compartilhar ideias e opinioes... mas o AMOR é uma decisão... e eu decido amar você..."(Fonte: desconhecida)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É sempre bom lembrar que Cristo deve ser o  principio em qualquer relacionamento... É fundamental... Pois sua relação será um triangulo... Cristo, como principio... Você... e ele(a).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deleita te no senhor e Ele te concederá p que deseja o teu coração. sl 37:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-618382839579574178?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/618382839579574178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/alguem-eu-escolhi-esperar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/618382839579574178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/618382839579574178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/alguem-eu-escolhi-esperar.html' title='Alguem... (Eu escolhi esperar)'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z49Y7ZDYTwQ/TuT0Q5zUypI/AAAAAAAAAUw/OIhGpXDxPyI/s72-c/NAMORO-CRISTAO-Uma-Orientacao-Saudavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1462433478413532720</id><published>2011-12-08T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:21:16.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esdras, o modelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;O livro de Esdras expressa muito bem as marcas do verdadeiro avivalista ou reformador  e todos os passos de um processo de avivamento. O livro trata do retorno do povo de Deus do exilio babilônico e a reconstrução do templo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele começa quando Deus desperta o coração do Rei Ciro para edificar a casa do Senhor. Todo o povo deveria ser convidado a edificar a casa do Senhor através de seu trabalho e seus bens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em primeiro lugar era o templo de Deus, e havia um chamado de Deus. Em segundo, era um chamado a todos para serem um no propósito de Deus. Não foram todos que vieram, mas os que vieram eram um no propósito de Deus. O verdadeiro avivalista tem o chamado de unir e não de espalhar ou dividir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O povo atende ao chamado e começa a reconstruir o templo, mas devido à oposição dos nao judeus, o povo fica desencorajado e a obra é interrompida. Então Deus levanta ministérios proféticos que chamam o povo a completar a obra. (Este é um grande paralelo com o momento em que vivemos no Brasil atualmente. O ministério profético tem se levantado de forma tremenda em nossa nação.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O objetivo de falar- se em Esdras é: REABIBLIAMENTO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Porque Esdras tinha preparado o seu coração para buscar a lei do Senhor, e para cumprir e ensinar em Israel os seus estatutos e direitos. " (Esdras 7:10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isto é o que está no coração de um verdadeiro avivalista: buscar, cumprir, ensinar a palavra de Deus. Existem hoje muitas pessoas que querem a revelação de Deus sem buscá-la em sua palavra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONTINUAÇÃO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(parte do livro: Geração De Adoradores-Farley P. Labatut.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1462433478413532720?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1462433478413532720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/esdras-o-modelo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1462433478413532720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1462433478413532720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/esdras-o-modelo.html' title='Esdras, o modelo'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8634962219471962367</id><published>2011-12-08T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:42:27.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-gFJxlfBvQ/TuEvPco3n8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Yw5gQU0Pbnw/s1600/l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-gFJxlfBvQ/TuEvPco3n8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Yw5gQU0Pbnw/s400/l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683876147150430146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;Ele esta lá a CADA pulsar no nosso coração a cada dia que abrimos os nossos olhos ... ao acordar e olhar para as maravilhas que Ele criou pensando em você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;Ele esta na brisa suave em um dia nublado, onde você se depara sozinha, mas ao mesmo tempo acompanhada do seu TUDO em tudo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;Ele está lá... no seu quarto, numa tarde de domingo onde que com serenidade e doçura ele sussurra seu nome... e você sem exitar diz um SIM com aquele sorriso largo que só você sabe dar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;Ele está no meio da multidão lá bem longe GRITANDO seu nome... e quando você percebe a Sua presença ... voce sai correndo desesperada... pois a cada passo dado é um a menos de distancia do seu Pai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;Ele te Ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;CORRA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(12, 52, 61); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(102, 187, 51); "&gt;ELE TE CHAMA HOJE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8634962219471962367?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8634962219471962367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/ele-esta-la-cada-pulsar-no-nosso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8634962219471962367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8634962219471962367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/ele-esta-la-cada-pulsar-no-nosso.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-gFJxlfBvQ/TuEvPco3n8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Yw5gQU0Pbnw/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-427959506459359236</id><published>2011-12-05T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T15:48:19.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRIA!!! =D))</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nrtXXX1pbtc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-427959506459359236?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/427959506459359236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorria-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/427959506459359236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/427959506459359236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorria-d.html' title='SORRIA!!! =D))'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nrtXXX1pbtc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6993104694023714541</id><published>2011-12-04T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T10:45:42.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNQODIXSZg4/Ttu_e_DMoFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9Y7Kyr58VmY/s1600/me%2Brendo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNQODIXSZg4/Ttu_e_DMoFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9Y7Kyr58VmY/s400/me%2Brendo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682345893899837522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aqui estão os meus sonhos ... já não tenho mais sonhos meus... Agora os sonhos que tenho são os sonhos de Deus...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6993104694023714541?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6993104694023714541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/aqui-estao-os-meus-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6993104694023714541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6993104694023714541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/aqui-estao-os-meus-sonhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNQODIXSZg4/Ttu_e_DMoFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9Y7Kyr58VmY/s72-c/me%2Brendo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1235618472493726140</id><published>2011-12-04T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T10:37:18.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leva me mais alto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-O004yNEw/Ttu9l5fGcjI/AAAAAAAAATc/vuIwrcI2Y40/s1600/3175789358_1820da483d.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-O004yNEw/Ttu9l5fGcjI/AAAAAAAAATc/vuIwrcI2Y40/s400/3175789358_1820da483d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682343813642089010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quanto mais ouço Tua Voz... Mais quero Te ver... Quanto mais sinto Teu amor... Mais eu quero Te conhecer... Quando dificil parece estar... mais perto eu quero estar...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leva me mais alto ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♪♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1235618472493726140?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1235618472493726140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/leva-me-mais-alto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1235618472493726140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1235618472493726140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/12/leva-me-mais-alto.html' title='Leva me mais alto...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-O004yNEw/Ttu9l5fGcjI/AAAAAAAAATc/vuIwrcI2Y40/s72-c/3175789358_1820da483d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3107828422033546365</id><published>2011-11-27T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:56:03.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Eu faço as pessoas rirem, mas quem vai me fazer rir?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKHfFmJXlsQ/TtKQVCRBd_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SBgLGEGVbBI/s1600/the_sad_clown_by_damngood2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKHfFmJXlsQ/TtKQVCRBd_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SBgLGEGVbBI/s400/the_sad_clown_by_damngood2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679760771127539698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;faço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; as pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rirem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;, mas quem vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;fazer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;O filme "o palhaço", conta a história de um homem chamado Benjamim que trabalha em uma trupe de circo como palhaço junto com seu Pai. Um dia depois de sua apresentação ele se depara em uma "crise" e então sai à procura de sua IDENTIDADE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Uma das frases que o faz sair á essa procura, é essa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;faço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; as pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rirem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;, mas quem vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;fazer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Benjamim se deparava em uma situação da sua vida, onde que nada mais fazia sentido, tudo se tornou artificial... algo robotizado, as coisas não mais agiam espontaneamente, ele havia perdido a essência da sua felicidade...Como o fato de porque razão ele se tornar um palhaço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Esse filme mexeu muito comigo, porque me fez pensar a respeito dos Jovens cristãos de hoje... muitos deles procurando sua IDENTIDADE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Muitos se achando presos em templos feitos por mãos de homens. Eles acham que cristianismo é estar perfeitamente obedecendo as liturgias, e dando seus dizimos, não faltando aos cultos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Isto é o certo, só que infelismente tem tidos muitos benjamins que pela vida rotineira, esqueceram a essência da felicidade... e tudo isso se tornou meros rituais... tudo tão artificial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Ai então em algum momento de suas vidas, talvez ele abram os seus olhos, e fazem o seguinte questionamento: Onde estou? O que faço aqui?... eles perderam ou talvez nunca tiveram uma identidade. Eles esqueceram que o motivo pelo qual damos aquele sorriso a cada manhã, é porque Deus nos ama... e morreu por nós para que em nós estivesse a paz... a paz muitas vezes vem acompanhada de um SORRISO ... há felicidade quando se tem paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Sempre quando eu lembro de IDENTIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;eu lembro de uma musica do switchfoot que diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Esta é sua vida você é quem deseja ser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Esta é sua vida. Você que você sonhava ser quando você era criança e não tinha nada a perder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Eu quero viver... uma vida com sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Eu quero sonhar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Sonhar sempre... até ver os sonhos de Deus pra minha vida serem realizados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Eu quero sonhar os sonhos Dele. Eu abro mão dos meus por amor à Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Quando entendermos a sentido da vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;ENCONTRAREMOS A NOSSA IDENTIDADE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;faço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; as pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rirem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;, mas quem vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;fazer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;rir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Jesus... Ele é a minha maior alegria.... Ele me contagia... Ele é o meu tudo... Ele ... Simplesmente Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3107828422033546365?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3107828422033546365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-faco-as-pessoas-rirem-mas-quem-vai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3107828422033546365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3107828422033546365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-faco-as-pessoas-rirem-mas-quem-vai.html' title='“Eu faço as pessoas rirem, mas quem vai me fazer rir?&quot;'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKHfFmJXlsQ/TtKQVCRBd_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SBgLGEGVbBI/s72-c/the_sad_clown_by_damngood2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6907323340964677574</id><published>2011-11-25T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:28:54.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele nos Ama</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SrFQOz0fKJY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que é dificil perceber que Ele te ama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELE TE AMA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo você não sendo nada... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele te ama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você não merece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas Ele continua te amando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você O ignora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas Ele morreu por amor a vc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doeu.... Doeu muito... mas Ele suportou tudo... por amor... um amor incompreendido por nós... indescritível... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;só há uma coisa a fazer ... ACEITAR... Aceitar esse amor... O Amor Puro e imaculado... O amor que não encontramos em livros de romances...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse amor encontramos marcado.. marcado e queimado em nosso interior... Ele esta lá a CADA pulsar no nosso coração a cada dia que abrimos os nossos olhos ... ao acordar e olhar para as maravilhas que Ele criou pensando em você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele esta na brisa suave em um dia nublado, onde você se depara sozinha, mas ao mesmo tempo acompanhada do seu TUDO em tudo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele está lá... no seu quarto, numa tarde de domingo onde que com serenidade e doçura ele sussurra seu nome... e você sem exitar diz um SIM  com aquele sorriso largo que só você sabe dar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele está no meio da multidão lá bem longe GRITANDO seu nome... e quando você percebe a Sua presença ... voce sai correndo desesperada... pois a cada passo dado é um a menos de distancia do seu Pai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele te Ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CORRA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELE TE CHAMA HOJE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6907323340964677574?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6907323340964677574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ele-nos-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6907323340964677574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6907323340964677574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ele-nos-ama.html' title='Ele nos Ama'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SrFQOz0fKJY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4662054361422621192</id><published>2011-11-24T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T16:41:00.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eu sei que TUDO que eu puder te dar Nunca SERÁ bastante diante de tudo que tens feito à mim... Amado PAI..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xZ7tWYdQZF4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4662054361422621192?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4662054361422621192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-sei-que-tudo-que-eu-puder-te-dar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4662054361422621192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4662054361422621192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-sei-que-tudo-que-eu-puder-te-dar.html' title='&quot;Eu sei que TUDO que eu puder te dar Nunca SERÁ bastante diante de tudo que tens feito à mim... Amado PAI...&quot;'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xZ7tWYdQZF4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5467521413775395105</id><published>2011-11-24T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T15:41:55.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F1A1EWvGio/Ts7WCItK__I/AAAAAAAAATE/5wldEyXm7Zs/s1600/correndo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F1A1EWvGio/Ts7WCItK__I/AAAAAAAAATE/5wldEyXm7Zs/s400/correndo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678711512345804786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Eu tenho aprendido que “ é impossível chegar aos céus, sem passar pelo calvário”. Lá onde temos de negar a nós mesmos, morrer para as nossas vontades para que outros conheçam a Jesus. Esse tipo de morte que nos desprende desse mundo e nos liga ao mundo vindouro. A única coisa que distingue o cristianismo de todas as outras crenças é que só ele nos ensina a morrer para que outros possam viver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;cho do livro "Quero Te Seguir".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem? quem esta disposto a seguir Ele... largar tudo que tem.. e correr...? Quem?&lt;br /&gt;Quem Deixara os mortos seputarem os mortos... quem entenderá que este é o tempo de proclamar? Quem entenderá que este é o tempo de Morrer ... morrer para assim gerar vida. Chorar para gerar Sorrisos. Se santificar para se tornar intimo daquele é puro e Santo? Quem?... Quem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se alguém está procurando por amor em todos os lugares errados&lt;br /&gt;Se você estiver procurando por amor, venha a Mim, venha a Mim&lt;br /&gt;Tome sua cruz, negue-se a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça a casa do seu pai e corra&lt;br /&gt;Corra Comigo"&lt;br /&gt;"Deixa tudo o que tens..."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os que CORRERAM foram julgados como loucos... Eles entenderam que "O que fazemos nessa vida ecoa na eternidade..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5467521413775395105?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5467521413775395105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-tenho-aprendido-que-e-impossivel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5467521413775395105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5467521413775395105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-tenho-aprendido-que-e-impossivel.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8F1A1EWvGio/Ts7WCItK__I/AAAAAAAAATE/5wldEyXm7Zs/s72-c/correndo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8975857849419675057</id><published>2011-11-22T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:23:10.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NÃO JUGUE... MUITO BOM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CS0_ZR4yjeM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8975857849419675057?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8975857849419675057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-jugue-muito-bom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8975857849419675057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8975857849419675057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-jugue-muito-bom.html' title='NÃO JUGUE... MUITO BOM...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CS0_ZR4yjeM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7111558053988819392</id><published>2011-11-17T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:30:48.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banda Confissão - Leva-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ytMebcXLfa0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu não vou desitir de encontrar este lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7111558053988819392?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7111558053988819392/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/banda-confissao-leva-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7111558053988819392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7111558053988819392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/banda-confissao-leva-me.html' title='Banda Confissão - Leva-me'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ytMebcXLfa0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1425879730388480892</id><published>2011-11-17T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:10:22.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde estão os Filhos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GdHtiUFalSY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Desperta, desperta, veste-te da tua fortaleza, ó Sião; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Isaías 52:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1425879730388480892?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1425879730388480892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/onde-estao-os-filhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1425879730388480892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1425879730388480892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/onde-estao-os-filhos.html' title='Onde estão os Filhos?'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GdHtiUFalSY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7242631802370286465</id><published>2011-11-14T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:07:59.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tua Glória A Brilhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XiaLrYt1o2o?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7242631802370286465?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7242631802370286465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/tua-gloria-brilhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7242631802370286465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7242631802370286465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/tua-gloria-brilhar.html' title='Tua Glória A Brilhar'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XiaLrYt1o2o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3048750481023561977</id><published>2011-11-14T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:11:14.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Podes falar Senhor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hzkgcbQJO0/TsEgwTtejUI/AAAAAAAAASw/6WP3qwCed7U/s1600/Grande.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hzkgcbQJO0/TsEgwTtejUI/AAAAAAAAASw/6WP3qwCed7U/s400/Grande.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674853019760364866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Podes falar senhor,estou ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ser teu amigo&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as pessoas não te Escutam nem querem saber de ti estou aqui,querendo Te ouvir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus,eu quero te conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Jesus contigo eu quero parecer&lt;br /&gt;Jesus eu não mereco mas sei Que foi o Senhor quem quis Ser meu amigo primeiro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu quero ver Senhor o teu Rosto e escutar teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Quero encostar minha cabeça No teu peito e descansar na intimidade dessa canção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus,eu quero te conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Jesus contigo eu quero parecer&lt;br /&gt;Jesus eu nao mereco mas sei Que foi o Senhor quem quis Ser meu amigo primeiro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Senhor jesus,não tenho pressa,eu quero te conhecer,quero te adorar.&lt;br /&gt;a nossa amizade pra mim é mais importante do que qualquer outra coisa.Me abraça Senhor,eu sei que tú estas aqui bem pertinho de mim.Eu te amo,e quero te conhecer cada dia mais.Em Teu nome amém&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus,nao tenho pressa,eu Quero te conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar contigo,quero Estar teu lado meu Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não mereço mas sei que foi o Senhor...preciso de ti Senhor Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar contigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3048750481023561977?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3048750481023561977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/podes-falar-senhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3048750481023561977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3048750481023561977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/podes-falar-senhor.html' title='Podes falar Senhor...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hzkgcbQJO0/TsEgwTtejUI/AAAAAAAAASw/6WP3qwCed7U/s72-c/Grande.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-205438907384918018</id><published>2011-11-13T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:31:19.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lugar de Adoração</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TnGBCGrsNB4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VOU ME LAVAR NO TEU SANGUE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-205438907384918018?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/205438907384918018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/lugar-de-adoracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/205438907384918018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/205438907384918018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/lugar-de-adoracao.html' title='Lugar de Adoração'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TnGBCGrsNB4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6277762138672376406</id><published>2011-11-13T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:27:49.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD1_4qE08bY/TsBuJuiTLdI/AAAAAAAAASk/14nuQGiT8QU/s1600/PQAAAGWHOgTotgkO6p0L1o_8QF2LtRGoL0qKj-6qLV19tS1YCWidhCi4PxuK2jLuTB_GHo07R5QEwObFDzhQFE6zoWMAm1T1UD95cZGtvfRQ-Y5TtOfDMRjMIjOe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD1_4qE08bY/TsBuJuiTLdI/AAAAAAAAASk/14nuQGiT8QU/s400/PQAAAGWHOgTotgkO6p0L1o_8QF2LtRGoL0qKj-6qLV19tS1YCWidhCi4PxuK2jLuTB_GHo07R5QEwObFDzhQFE6zoWMAm1T1UD95cZGtvfRQ-Y5TtOfDMRjMIjOe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674656643876597202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"... e lá esta o meu tesouro, e lá esta o meu coração ... ele está no céu... não esta na terra, não esta nas riquezas do mundo... eu busco o céu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;VENHA O TEU REINO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6277762138672376406?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6277762138672376406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6277762138672376406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6277762138672376406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD1_4qE08bY/TsBuJuiTLdI/AAAAAAAAASk/14nuQGiT8QU/s72-c/PQAAAGWHOgTotgkO6p0L1o_8QF2LtRGoL0qKj-6qLV19tS1YCWidhCi4PxuK2jLuTB_GHo07R5QEwObFDzhQFE6zoWMAm1T1UD95cZGtvfRQ-Y5TtOfDMRjMIjOe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4033954943519529667</id><published>2011-11-10T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:00:06.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha vida fala?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Os cristãos de hoje não precisam mais mentir em promessas e palavras... já que hoje eles tem a musica como forma de "contar causos" para Deus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Enchemos em hipocrisia e cantamos em alto e bom som:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"... e eu entrego &lt;b&gt;TUDO&lt;/b&gt; à Ti.... &lt;b&gt;TUDO&lt;/b&gt; à Ti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Como se não bastasse ainda dizemos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Eis me aqui, &lt;b&gt;Eu vou.... Eu vou...&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Há outros como:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Eu olho para a cruz e para a cruz eu vou, do &lt;b&gt;seu sofrer participar&lt;/b&gt;, da sua obra vou cantar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Como é precioso irmão estar bem junto à ti... e juntos &lt;b&gt;lado a lado&lt;/b&gt; andarmos com Jesus... aliança no Senhor eu tenho com você, &lt;b&gt;não existem mais barreiras&lt;/b&gt;... eu sou livre pra te amar, pra te &lt;b&gt;aceitar&lt;/b&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;b&gt;Ja estou crucificado com Cristo, agora vivo não mais eu&lt;/b&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Jesus por TI eu viverei&lt;b&gt; nunca&lt;/b&gt; me envergonharei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Estou livre do pecado, estou &lt;b&gt;livre&lt;/b&gt; do pecado, nada pode me prender,&lt;b&gt; nada&lt;/b&gt; vai me impedir de correr..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e tantas outras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Infelizmente muitos de nós temos cantado MENTIRAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vivemos o oposto do que com alegria e emoção cantamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cantamos que Tudo é Dele... mais na verdade queremos dizer... "Deus eu te entrego essa parte aqui da minha vida... agora dessa aqui cuido eu ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cantamos que iremos... "mas a nossa preguiça espiritual nós faz FICARMOS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cantamos a respeito da cruz, mas temos tido tantos compromissos com o mundo e com o viver nessa vida, que a cruz perdeu o sentido para muitas pessoas... acabamos esquecendo do verdadeiro evangelho, e então nos apoiamos no novo e falso evangelho... aquele que traz alegria e conforto à nós... somente a nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A cruz vem para nos matar e não para nos alegrar com nossas festinhas e programações semanais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cantamos que amamos nosso irmao e que ele é tão precioso para nós... mas na verdade temos negado perdão por coisas tão banais e ridiculas... temos negado amor...o pão a atenção e o tempo... somos frios, taxativos, orgulhosos, e ignorantes ... e com isso temos com muito sucesso negado ao mandamento do Senhor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O amor é dar... é dar sem pensar em receber... é realmente se entregar não só com palavras mais em apoio, abraçar e chorar... amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cantamos que somos livres do pecado... mas a liberdade  tem sido algo distantes em muitos de nós... agora eu pergunto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Como podemos ser livres em Cristo, se o mundo a cada dia nos aprisiona na sua teia interminavel a cada dia mais e mais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nós cristãos temos sidos tentados diariamente... e muitos de nós temos sedido aos prazeres carnais... pensamos mais ou menos assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Ouvir musica secular, não tem nada a ver" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Tomar essa cerveja não tem nada a ver ... é só uma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"O que que tem eu ir naquela festa, não vou fazer nada de errado, não tem nada a ver isso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Essa fofoca é sadia, não tem nada a ver"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"ah! Não tem nada a ver ouvir uma piadinha assim, é engraçado"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E esse NADA A VER, tem nos acorrentados e nós inforcado a cada dia um pouquinho mais... mas a cegueira de muitos tem os impedido de ver a verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sabe, temos sidos tão hipocritas e "ingênuos" em pensar que o nosso louvor de palavras vazias chegara até os céus, infelizmente muitas vezes ele não tem nem passado do teto da igreja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talvez você pense: "Oh! Mas somos pecadores e Deus nos diz para irmos como estamos" Sim isso é verdade... mas uma vez eu ouvi a história de uma garota, ministra de dança que disse: O pecado me fez parecer com um lixo, mas quando eu estou lá, lá com o meu Pai, e me achego com o coração quebrantado, eu sei que eu me torno a princesinha Dele e então eu clamo pelo perdão e o amor Dele, pois eu sei que nada eu sou sem Ele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;É como Judson de OLiveira disse: "O que dá IBOP nos céus são lagrimas de arrependimento " Deus diz sim para irmos como estamos, mas o que nos fará diferentes será o coração, e isso só Deus poderá ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O Homem verá a nossa casca, mas Deus verá aquilo que esta oculto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não adianta você gritar, pular, saltear, descabelar, cantar afinado, dançar, não adianta você fazer a sua "peformace celestial" para ser admirado entre os homens, não é isso que dá IBOP nos céus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lembre-se que Deus se alegrou da oração do publicano e não a do fariseu (Lc 18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E como dizem: "Adoração é um estilo de vida"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Algo pratico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Só pra finalizar eu quero dizer algo que sai um pouco do assunto mas que mexeu muito comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um pregador um dia disse de uma camiseta que um dia viu uma pessoa usando, nela estava escrito: "Sou crente... A minha vida fala! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Esse pastor ao ver essa camiseta ficou curioso em saber a respeito do sucesso ou não da comercialização da mesma, ao pesquisar ficou sabendo que poucos a possuiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Depois que eu ouvi isso, eu parei pra pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Uma pessoa para usar uma camiseta dessa, tem que ser CRENTE e dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Não só de palavras... não só de canções... mas de verdade, de coração, Cristo esta cravado em mim, carrego em mim as marcas de Cristo, agora vivo não mais eu, mas agora as coisas são diferentes porque Cristo Vive em mim, e Eu entrego TUDO à Ele, agora eu sou livre do pecado, e agora eu sei que Amar o meu irmão é algo precioso, já que eu quero a cada dia mais e mais ser simples com Jesus, Santo como Ele, semelhante como o meu Pai... A minha tem que falar... e as vezes até gritar... Não canto algo que não vivo... não falo algo que não vivo, a minha boca fala daquilo que o meu coração esta cheio, e ele esta cheio de um amor desesperador e frenetico pelo rei dos Reis..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Onde estão estes que cantam a verdade... e que as vezes nem precisa usar palavras que a vida deles é que fala... Onde estão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Estes muitas vezes conhecidos como alienados, loucos, ridiculos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Estes são remanescentes... Eles existem...SIM... Eles estão espalhados entre as nações, eles são minosrias, mas eles são um exercito vivo e real correndo para a chegada em busca do premio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eles entenderam que quem perder a vida nessa vida, na verdade a ganhara na eternidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ELES CANTAM O QUE VIVEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eles são filhos do Pai da verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem é o seu Pai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem é você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O que você esta fazendo aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Se examine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Deus te abençoe e te cuide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4033954943519529667?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4033954943519529667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-vida-fala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4033954943519529667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4033954943519529667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-vida-fala.html' title='A minha vida fala?'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6080364802073519472</id><published>2011-11-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:36:38.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não voltarei atras... =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qHmSCizUgD4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6080364802073519472?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6080364802073519472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-voltarei-atras-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6080364802073519472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6080364802073519472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-voltarei-atras-d.html' title='Não voltarei atras... =D'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qHmSCizUgD4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5613536774091949597</id><published>2011-11-08T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T16:41:46.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-693DtEpBe0A/TrnMRcZSceI/AAAAAAAAASY/qVZEr2kZ1tg/s1600/anderson%2Bbomfim.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Difícil - mas relevante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;É mais fácil ministrar por atacado, em auditórios, gerando a falsa impressão de êxito e eficácia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;É mais fácil administrar coisas, programas, projetos, atividades, orçamentos e agendas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;É mais fácil falar ao telefone com um ouvinte do outro lado do país e orar por atacado, de uma vez só, com óleo sobre cartas de remetentes anônimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Já vivi tudo isso noutro tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil mesmo é colocar o pé na lama, ir ao encontro das pessoas - uma de cada vez - para ouvir suas histórias singulares, discernir seus mundos interiores trancados em chaves de defesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil é trilhar o caminho desconhecido em busca de respostas que não estão prontas em manuais de aconselhamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil é conviver com as contradições dos outros, seus julgamentos injustos, suas neuroses, imaturidade emocional, confusões mentais, ignorância espiritual e vaidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil é não ser meramente teórico, abrir a casa em hospitalidade, repartir o pão, depositar uma oferta na conta de um irmão que tem CPF, RG e dívidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil é exercitar a disciplina do encontro, da busca do perdão, ser gente em comunidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil - mas fascinante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Difícil - mas relevante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Essa é a oferta do evangelho da Graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;É desse modo que escolhi viver hoje e sempre, até aquele dia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Texto extraído do Livro Outra Espiritualidade, de Ed René Kivitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="textexposedshow"&gt;Adaptado por Daniel Raimundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8120814385706588480?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8120814385706588480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/dificil-mas-fascinante-dificil-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8120814385706588480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8120814385706588480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/dificil-mas-fascinante-dificil-mas.html' title='Difícil - mas fascinante! 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Oh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4bccwFxagCM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1862740366305030845?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1862740366305030845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-jesus-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1862740366305030845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1862740366305030845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-jesus-oh.html' title='Oh Jesus... Oh...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4bccwFxagCM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3556457545835780170</id><published>2011-10-28T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T14:40:05.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Viver!&lt;br /&gt;E não ter a vergonha&lt;br /&gt;De ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Cantar e cantar e cantar&lt;br /&gt;A beleza de ser&lt;br /&gt;Um eterno aprendiz...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;Ah meu Deus!&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida devia ser&lt;br /&gt;Bem melhor e será&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não impede&lt;br /&gt;Que eu repita&lt;br /&gt;É bonita, é bonita&lt;br /&gt;E é bonita...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3556457545835780170?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3556457545835780170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3556457545835780170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3556457545835780170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/viver.html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x8QubLxJI54/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4099332468384840250</id><published>2011-10-22T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T15:06:39.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vim meu Senhor, dar-te Louvor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pois, Digno És, de receber meu Melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Receber meu Melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hebreus 13.15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não te Darei algo que não me Custe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não te Darei algo sem Valor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 Samuel 24.24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu me dou por Inteiro Pra Te ter por Completo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minha vida É o Sacrifício&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Romanos 12.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Escreve aqui sua História através de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minha história é Sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minha vida é Sua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minha vida é Sua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4099332468384840250?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4099332468384840250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/vim-meu-senhor-dar-te-louvor-pois-digno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4099332468384840250'/><link 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colo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Te contar tudo, tudo o que sei&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Descansar recostado em Teu peito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ouvindo o Teu coração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;E me acalmar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;E me acalmar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Disseste que nunca me deixaria&lt;br /&gt;Disseste que a vida me abalaria&lt;br /&gt;Disseste que no mundo eu teria aflições mas eu sei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Teus braços me seguram&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;És a esperança pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;E as forças se vão encontro abrigo em Ti&lt;br /&gt;Segura-me&lt;br /&gt;Segura em minhas mãos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Quando eu vejo a escuridão da noite&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu vejo a tragédia vindo sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim eu descanso em Teus braços de amor pois eu sei...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Teus braços me seguram&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;És a esperança pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;E as forças se vão encontro abrigo em Ti&lt;br /&gt;Segura-me&lt;br /&gt;Segura em minhas mãos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;O choro dura uma noite&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando o dia vem o sol&lt;br /&gt;As tempestades virão&lt;br /&gt;Mas sobre a morte Ele venceu&lt;br /&gt;Ele venceu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Teus braços me seguram&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;És a esperança pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;E as forças se vão encontro abrigo em Ti&lt;br /&gt;Segura-me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Teus braços me seguram&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;És a esperança pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo cai ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;E as forças se vão encontro abrigo em Ti&lt;br /&gt;Segura-me, segura em minhas mãos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-bottom: 20px; "&gt;Segura em minhas mãos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4593643187189153126?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7119923620878457384</id><published>2011-10-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:30:47.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth it all- Rita Springer</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BQVmR0jV52A?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7119923620878457384?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7119923620878457384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-213549208633966533</id><published>2011-10-02T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:47:39.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97FaCI5zMGA/Toh-Uv1FB4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/swDVWmQmcU0/s1600/tumblr_ls13caSxCy1qkcgpqo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97FaCI5zMGA/Toh-Uv1FB4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/swDVWmQmcU0/s400/tumblr_ls13caSxCy1qkcgpqo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658911826692605826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu realmente não sei o que dizer...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nem ao menos oque que pensar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Onde esta a paz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NÃO há paz em meio a uma guerra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Na guerra, há os que se levantam com suas armaduras intelectuais ... há aqueles que se levantam ao som do coração... há aqueles que se calam... há aqueles que se tornam indiferentes... há aqueles que se impulsionam pelo ódio e pelo rancor... e há aqueles que se embalsam nas palavras de vida e de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem somos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh Deus Venha ... e intervenha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um dia um pastor colocou uma placa na porta da sua igreja que dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ou essa igreja experimentará um AVIVAMENTO ou um funeral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Que o Senhor possa gerar em nós um desejo imenso de conservar pura e imaculada a noiva do Senhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um avivamento não vem antes de muita lagrima ser jorrada nem também sem  joelho machucado por passar horas e horas em oração constante...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As vezes é preciso que passemos por lutas e por situações que no exato momento não temos discernimento para entendê-las e nem compreendê-las... mas que em algum momento na história de nossas vidas veremos que aquilo veio para gerar em nós maturidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Deus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu não entendo os Teus caminhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh, mas eu te darei a minha canção &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;darei a você todo o meu louvor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você me segura em toda minha dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E você esta me puxando para mais perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E me puxando para os Teus caminhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Agora em cada esquina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E a cada montanha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu não estou procurando coroas ou as aguas das fontes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu estou desesperada na busca frenética, acreditando que a visão do Teu rosto é TUDO que eu preciso e eu vou dizer a você que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;VAI VALER A PENA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-213549208633966533?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/213549208633966533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-realmente-nao-sei-o-que-dizer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/213549208633966533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/213549208633966533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-realmente-nao-sei-o-que-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97FaCI5zMGA/Toh-Uv1FB4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/swDVWmQmcU0/s72-c/tumblr_ls13caSxCy1qkcgpqo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1925620172533616521</id><published>2011-10-01T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T11:45:30.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2-  Nos Olhos  -  Farley P. Labatut</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9kEOROEDG44?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1925620172533616521?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1925620172533616521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-nos-olhos-farley-p-labatut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1925620172533616521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1925620172533616521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-nos-olhos-farley-p-labatut.html' title='2-  Nos Olhos  -  Farley P. Labatut'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9kEOROEDG44/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-517843697299171362</id><published>2011-09-29T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T18:44:33.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XxXW2fs-g/ToUeP_p26_I/AAAAAAAAARc/88tl3ICJ5aA/s1600/violao.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XxXW2fs-g/ToUeP_p26_I/AAAAAAAAARc/88tl3ICJ5aA/s400/violao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657961766994766834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E a Liberdade será a canção do meu coração...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-517843697299171362?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/517843697299171362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-liberdade-sera-cancao-do-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/517843697299171362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/517843697299171362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-liberdade-sera-cancao-do-meu-coracao.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XxXW2fs-g/ToUeP_p26_I/AAAAAAAAARc/88tl3ICJ5aA/s72-c/violao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3331838526200913271</id><published>2011-09-26T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:21:31.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Busque, se esforçe e se sacrifique, MATE sua carne e suas vontades porque VAI VALER A PENA. Sua recompensa será grande, sua dedicação será notada e quando Deus, Jesus e o Espirito Santo te verem, saberão que valeu a pena todo o esforço e que nada que Eles fizeram foi em vão."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fonte: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://creremjesus.blogspot.com/2011/09/vai-valer-pena.html"&gt;http://creremjesus.blogspot.com/2011/09/vai-valer-pena.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3331838526200913271?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3331838526200913271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/busque-se-esforce-e-se-sacrifique-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3331838526200913271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3331838526200913271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/busque-se-esforce-e-se-sacrifique-mate.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1233692875349458299</id><published>2011-09-23T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:18:15.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafael Lopes- Cava em mim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cava em mim um lugar para Ti....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cava em mim um lugar para Ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Senhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Senhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não quero ver Teus anjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não quero Teu maná&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não quero os Teus milagres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não quero as Tuas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não quero o pão com o peixe, deixe isso pra multidão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;EU QUERO VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO EM MIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO EM MIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO EM MIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NO MEU INTERIOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NO MEU CORAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SENHORRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAIS FUNDOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1233692875349458299?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1233692875349458299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/rafael-lopes-cava-em-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1233692875349458299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1233692875349458299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/rafael-lopes-cava-em-mim.html' title='Rafael Lopes- Cava em mim.'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-91272336534461486</id><published>2011-09-20T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:04:17.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restauração - Rafael Worship - Fogo Ardente</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0Rc2pFdlQUM?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-91272336534461486?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/91272336534461486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/restauracao-rafael-worship-fogo-ardente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/91272336534461486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/91272336534461486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/restauracao-rafael-worship-fogo-ardente.html' title='Restauração - Rafael Worship - Fogo Ardente'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0Rc2pFdlQUM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-543994999913331409</id><published>2011-09-15T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:45:23.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Eu to (eu fico) indgnada com uma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tem gente que acha que  pode enganar Deus... (só pode ser) porque eu acho muito engraçado umas situações  que me da vontade de chorar... chorar pela falta de respeito que elas tem com  Deus... esse povo que vai na igreja... que canta... que "serve" que sei lá o  que... pra falar a verdade eu nem sei o que umas figuras dessa estao fazendo  lá... se pelo menos a intensão deles fossem a de se arrependerem dos seus mals  caminhos... se humilharem e clamarem por perdão.. e realmente reconhecer o erro  e não mais fazer... tudo bem... mas a real situação é que o mundo tem nos  alegrado tanto... ele nos contagia, e nos faz acharmos que somos felizes...  vamos as festas que o mundo vai... bebemos o que o mundo bebe... ouvimos as  musicas que o mundo ouve... usamos as roupas que o mundo usa... e ainda enchemos  o peito para dizer que somos cristãos... e ainda ficamos indgnado qdo alguem  vira para nós e diz: "O que? Você., um cristao?Mas você não parece..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dia  apos dia... estamos "pensando" que Deus não liga para aquelas coisas que ao  nosso ver é "nada a ver" temos perdido o nosso tempo... com aquelas coisas  pequenas e que nem percebemos... como por exemplo sei lá... atender o telefone e  dizer que fulado de tal não esta,  ver novelas, filmes inapropriados ditos como  sendo comédia... mas esta mais para pornografico pois apesar da classificação  indicativa ser de uns 14 anos a linguagem e as cenas são deploravéis,  não  obedecer aos pais, olhar com desejo para alguem, ignorar o nescessitado, não  perdoar alguem que te feriu e mais ainda... passar a odiar essa pessoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;O  pior é que parece que nossas ações por conta propria nos fizeram ficar cegos...  e criamos uma ideologia mentirosa e fantasiosa... pensamos mais ou menos assim:  "A reforma já passou... nossos templos estão mais fortes e duros como uma  pedra... o evangelho não se corrompeu de forma alguma.. a igreja esta mais  avivada e erguida como nunca esteve em momento algum em toda a sua historia...  não há divisão.... não há guerra por títulos... não há sede de  reconhecimento.... não há orgulho nos pulpitos... não há soberba.... não há  singularidade... não há amor pelo ego... não há abandono da simplicidade e do  primeiro e único amor... não há.... não há.... não há..... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Até quando vamos  fingir que esta tudo bem.... quando na verdade não esta??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Até quando vamos  ser como um museu... vivendo de passado e caindo sempre nos mesmos erros ... e  apenas amenizando a situação??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Até quando vamos ficar ocupados com que cargo  tomar na igreja ou quantas cedulas de dinheiro vou ganhar em meu trabalho??  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Até quando vamos continuar dormindo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Não queremos enxergar a verdade...  pois ela dói... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Fingimos estar tudo bem... porque se olharmos atentamente  para nosso interior veremos que  nossas obras não passam de trapos imundos...  (Somos como o impuro — todos nós! Todos os nossos atos de justiça são como trapo  imundo. Murchamos como folhas, e como o vento as nossas iniqüidades nos levam  para longe. Isaías 64:6) e não há um bem sequer que fazemos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Fingimos até  hoje porque temos medo... e ate mesmo vergonha... porque dia após dia vamos até  a presença de Deus... e então caímos em prantos e dizemos... Senhor perdoe nos  não mais te desagradaremos com nossos feitos abomináveis... mais então 3 horas  depois lá estamos nós... vivendo o prazer momentâneo que a carne nos  proporciona... isso tudo é falta de temor e tremor diante de Deussss.... é falta  de amor.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Temos sido adúlteros... temos traído a confiança do noivo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Oh Deus que realidade amargosa e dolorosa essa de nós, os cristaos  do sec XXI...  temos sito tão corajosos ao ponto de agirmos e não mais  perguntado a Tua opnião e se é isso mesmo que devemos fazer... a verdade é que o  amor de muitos se esfriou... e nós não queremos aceitar isso... a religião tem  servido para deixar os nosso corações apalpaveis e tranquilos nos dizendo.. que  esta tudo bem... que a união e  o amor tem sido o centro de nossas  vidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Oh Deus quao hipocritas somos... achamos o que?  que podemos ficar  tranquilos e viver o conforto do evangelho segundo esse seculo nos proporciona?  Só pode ser isso o pensamento de alguns... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Não queremos enchergar o que  esta na nossa frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;É como Leonard Ranvenhill disse uma vez: "A  verdade nua e crua é que estamos tão envolvidos com a terra que não temos  ultilidade nenhuma para o reino dos céus..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Olha para falar  a verdade sincera... eu não quero me conformar com essa situação e também não  quero me envolver com aquilo que é consideravel abominavel aos olhos de Deus.. e  mais ainda eu não quero fingir que esta tudo bem e que a igreja esta sadia e  amavel quando na verdade ela esta prestes a se desabar... a partir do momento em  que nós ditos cristaos paramos de exercer o que foi nos imposto ... e começamos  então a agir por conta propria as coisas começam a se complicar e ai Deus, o  Deus do amor... vem com Justiça... Pois Ele é amor... mas também é Justiça...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Uma coisa eu digo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Pode ter certeza que o Deus Justo... no tempo D'Ele  (não no nosso... nunca no nosso) virá... e mostrará ao povo que os  feitos  similares aos dos mundo... tem pesado o  coração de Dele "Então arrependeu-se o  Senhor de haver feito o homem na terra, e isso lhe pesou no coração. Gênesis  6:6"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Conheço as tuas obras, que nem és frio nem quente; quem dera  foras frio ou quente! ...Assim, porque és morno, e não és frio nem quente,  vomitar-te-ei da minha boca. Ap 3:15-16"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Arrependei vos e crede no  evangelho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Crede no VERDADEIRO  evangelho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mas houve  também entre o povo falsos profetas, como entre vós haverá falsos mestres, os  quais introduzirão encobertamente heresias destruidoras, negando até o Senhor  que os resgatou, trazendo sobre si mesmos repentina destruição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2 Pedro  2:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Guardai - vos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bom... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;É COM TODA  VERDADE DO MEU CORAÇÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;que eu clamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;SENHOR AI DE MIM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;TENHA  MISERICORDIA DE MIM QUE SOU DE LÁBIOS IMPUROS.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MAIS EU DESEJO VÊ-LO  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;VÊ SE HÁ EM MIM ALGO QUE NÃO TE AGRADA E ARRANCA SENHOR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ARRANCA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;arrancar algo, dói ... dói mais é necessário... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;então &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ARRANCA SENHOR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ARRANCA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;QUERO VIVER PRA TE AGRADAR... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Que Deus possa ter  misericordias de nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-543994999913331409?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/543994999913331409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/543994999913331409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/543994999913331409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_15.html' title='...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5676860767297672829</id><published>2011-09-11T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:13:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Cristo diz: “Dê-me tudo. Eu não quero um tanto do seu tempo, tanto do seu dinheiro, tanto do seu trabalho. Quero você. Eu não vim para atormentar o seu ego natural,mas para matá-lo. Meias medidas não trazem nenhum bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu não quero podar um galho aqui e outro ali, mas quero derrubar a árvore inteira. Entregue todo o seu ego natural, todos os desejos que você julga inocentes, bem como os que você julga iníquos – todo o seu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu lhe darei um novo eu. Na verdade eu lhe darei o meu próprio eu; a minha vontade se tornará a sua vontade”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5676860767297672829?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5676860767297672829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/cristo-diz-de-me-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5676860767297672829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5676860767297672829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/cristo-diz-de-me-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6151561966270836256</id><published>2011-09-06T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:13:41.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... "os sistemas de igreja tem me deixado com nojo, porém tem despertado em mim o desejo de ser uma peça de restauração da noiva do Senhor! Precisamos consertar a igreja sem massacrar a noiva, porque eu sou a noiva Dele e não gosto de ser agredida."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6151561966270836256?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6151561966270836256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6151561966270836256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6151561966270836256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Palavras...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não houver canções...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não houver mover...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu ainda quero ir além...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Além...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Além...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero tocar Teu coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero mover em compaixão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero Te amar mais... muito mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abre os meus olhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abre os meus ouvidos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rasgue meu coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aonde estão os inconformados ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aonde estão os desesperados?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aonde estão os Samuels... as vozes desta geração?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Usa me Senhor... Usa me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1980345745052936056?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1980345745052936056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-nao-houver-palavras.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1980345745052936056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1980345745052936056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-nao-houver-palavras.html' title='Quando não houver Palavras...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0DvnlYYwk0/Tk_7wB7J52I/AAAAAAAAARU/S1XMiLI4DHA/s72-c/2505983452_5317baeb4a_m%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5272271366898667056</id><published>2011-08-13T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T15:16:00.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KdTb_5u4cM/Tkbp5FJcEiI/AAAAAAAAARM/1Ta6RSGSZb4/s1600/oracao-arrependimento%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 485px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640452750171705890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KdTb_5u4cM/Tkbp5FJcEiI/AAAAAAAAARM/1Ta6RSGSZb4/s400/oracao-arrependimento%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Jeremias 15:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Se você se arrepender, eu o retaurarei para que possa me servir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Se você disser palavras de valor, e não indignas, será o meu porta-voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Deixe esse povo voltar-se para você, mas não se volte para eles. (NVI)&lt;/span&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/8072842314204255430-5272271366898667056?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5272271366898667056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/jeremias-1519-se-voce-se-arrepender-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5272271366898667056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5272271366898667056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/jeremias-1519-se-voce-se-arrepender-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KdTb_5u4cM/Tkbp5FJcEiI/AAAAAAAAARM/1Ta6RSGSZb4/s72-c/oracao-arrependimento%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1335607912726257799</id><published>2011-08-11T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:06:47.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sola Scriptura...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1335607912726257799?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1335607912726257799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/sola-scriptura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1335607912726257799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1335607912726257799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/sola-scriptura.html' 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align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;VOU OUVIR PARA ASSIM PODER FALAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3508937478691123085?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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suportá-la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;e aquela pesada tribulação... se torna ..." leve e momentanea..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;Talves eu não esteja em condições de falar nada... pois as minhas lagrimas já se dizem por si...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;Meu desejo é que ainda mais a cada dia mais o que importe na minha vida seja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;Jesusss e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;NADA MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;NADA MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;NADA MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;"precisamos retornar a simpicidade da nossa infancia..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To tentando descobrir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus AJUDA-ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4015900252418526471?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' 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amarelo???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8087243497633665963?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8087243497633665963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-que-adianta-estar-vestido-de-branco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8087243497633665963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rETjdYe-Z4Q/TjWx-dFVcyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/73Nyivr9DKU/s1600/bebe-dormindo%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635606195241055010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rETjdYe-Z4Q/TjWx-dFVcyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/73Nyivr9DKU/s400/bebe-dormindo%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papai não dorme &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papai não se cansa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não me assuto quando se troveja &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois estou seguro nos braços do Papai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1091879608379281146?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1091879608379281146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/07/papai-nao-dorme-papai-nao-se-cansa-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1091879608379281146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1091879608379281146'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De entregar minha vida para que outros sejam salvos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orar, seja qual for o preço, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senhor ensina-me, revela-me esta lição.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para ter essa grande paixão pelas almas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anseio por isso bendito Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pai tenho um forte desjo de aprender contigo essa lição.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que teu espirito revele a mim..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Warburton Booth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4067656805803909725?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4067656805803909725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/07/ah-quem-me-dera-um-coracao-sensivel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Senhor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo Senhor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem voce eu nao posso viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem voce eu nao posso viver...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAO &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EU NAO QUERO SO MILAGRESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENHOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EU QUERO VOCE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4261971477407268778?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4261971477407268778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/07/papai-nao-dorme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Mas é importante dizer que apesar destes, há os ditos remanescentes que apesar de ser minoria realmente se importam como serão vistos por Deus e procuram sempre O agradá-Lo com um louvor Sincero vindo de um coração quebrado e arrependido) temos tido uma visão diferente da noiva do Senhor, e á transformamos em um sitema e ela se corrompeu e se adornou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O povo ergueu uma estatua de bezerro de ouro, e pelo que tenho visto a colocou no lugar do meu Deus... eles transformaram a casa do Pão (igreja) em um lugar onde não há mais pão, no lugar coloram mercadores ao invés de pregadores, o povo escolheu as bençãos ao inves do abençoador... o povo tem gemido por mais de Deus, mas eles não querem ir ao seu enterro hoje... O povo tem se saciado com as gotas de Deus enquando o Pai que dar os rios... o povo se rendeu aos prazeres do deus mamom...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muitos não suportam mais estarem nas quatro paredes de uma placa chamada de igreja, e então estes sai a procura de pão em outro lugar... vão para o mundo ou para outra denominação (já que essa ou aquela em que estavam ao ver deles era muito tradicional, ou muito pentecostal, ou muito morna e por ai vão as justificativas...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Digo Tudo isso, não para julgá-la, mas digo isso porque à amo e sou participante do corpo, da noiva de Cristo (confesso que devo pedir perdão á Deus para aumentar ainda mais o meu amor por ela, já que muitas vezes minha carne sacia em mal dizê-la e ainda por cima influênciar outras pessoas a seguirem esse meu gesto abominável)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei de algo, eu NÃO quero me conformar, eu não quero desistir... Eu não quero que a igreja morra, eu não quero que o povo continue a se saciar com um falso fogo e emocionalismos baratos... Eu quero mesmo é que o povo encontre o VERDADEIRO fogo, fogo esse que quebranta, fogo esse que cura, fogo esse vindo do nosso Espirito Santo e que nos faz inflamavéis de amor e que nos incendeia de tal forma que os bares e prostibulos perto de nós não suportariam a ideia de continuar nos seus mundinhos mediocres, e então estes... se prostariam e se arrependeriam de seus maus caminhos e CLAMARIAM com todo seu folego de vida pelo perdão e amor do Deus vivo pedindo pão quente saido do forno... pois a fome seria incontrolável e só o Pai poderia saciá-los...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em certa ocasião, o bispo Montana disse:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A igreja precisa entender que a menos que cada congregação decida fazer alguma coisa a respeito da sua própria CONDIÇÃO e depois de sua comunidade, fazer missões será ridiculo... mesmo sendo uma ordenaça biblica"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devemos fazer algo a respeito dessa situação, e também da nossa própria condição... Enquanto não nos limparmos e limparmos a casa de Deus... será inutil dizermos aos perdidos aquilo que verdadeiramente não vivemos... será inutil dizer para eles se arrependerem já quem nós mesmos não nos arrependemos... será inutil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hoje em dia se perdeu o primeiro amor, algo tão comentado entre os crentes e tão pouco vivido"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu clamo para que nossos corações estejam motivados nos propósitos do Pai para assim então sermos usados por Ele para o avivamento tão esperado... (não para a nossa glória muito menos para nosso reconhecimento... mas para o unico digno, JESUS CRISTO "Que Ele cresça e eu diminua João 3:30"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E assim termino dizendo as palavras de D. L. Mody: "Prefiro acordar uma igreja adormecida do que um mundo adormecido"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"E eles o venceram pelo sangue do Cordeiro e pela palavra do testemunho"... Ap 12:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NÃO SE CORROMPA, NÃO SE CONFORME, NÃO DESITA...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que possamos voltar ao espito protestante...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para a Honra e Glória de Deus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus abençoe á todos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4015574432369775627?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4015574432369775627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/07/igreja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4015574432369775627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4015574432369775627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/07/igreja.html' title='Igreja...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBBXUJrlKGY/TheFS_eQQUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JZd1qozrmCA/s72-c/igreja%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8500666142648554614</id><published>2011-06-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:26:54.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguns Pensamentos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SHw9aRLuns/Tg0DAsywuYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9mMMkB0Y_jQ/s1600/basta%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 377px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624154820214569346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SHw9aRLuns/Tg0DAsywuYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9mMMkB0Y_jQ/s400/basta%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na Bolivia (eu acho) uma vez criaram um lema para colocar em suas camisetas como forma de evangelismo que dizia: "Sim, é possível ser jovem e servir à Cristo"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Zilão, o pastor palhaço (aquele que eu havia dito naquela postagem da arte rsrs), disse uma vez a respeito de algo... lá em eclesiaste 11:09 que diz: "Alegra-te Jovem na tua mocidade... seja feliz o seu coração nos dias da sua juventude. Siga por onde seu coração mandar até onde a sua vista alcasar, mas saiba que por todas essas coisas Deus trará o julgamento".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ande por onde seu coração mandar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O seu coração etiver no Senhor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se caso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele não esteja &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NÃO ANDE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... tudo me é licito mas nem tudo me convem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega de pregarmos para crentes em mais uma programação maneira com um som maneiro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega de reuniões de cachorro quentes, churrascos e filmes seculares...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHEGA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BASTA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho uma ideia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vamos um dia então pegar esses cachorro-quentes e levarmos lá nas favelas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os crentes não vão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah! Por que tem medo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que? Medo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso mesmo... Eles tem medo ir nas favelas e serem julgados, humillhados, taxados e até mesmo mortos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ué...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas espera...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na palavra do Deus vivo (na qual eles "fielmente" seguem) diz que o VERDADEIRO amor lança fora todo medo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se o VERDADEIRO amor é Jesus, já que Ele é o caminho a VERDADE e a vida, então &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PORQUE TEMER??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cara! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O morrer para o crente é lucro, minha cabeça deve estar firmada no dito de Paulo que diz: Ai de mim se não pregar o evangelho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não OUSAMOS sair do nosso conforto e irmos até as favelas e prostibulos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não OUSAMOS sair do nosso comidismo e dar-nos como sacrificio vivo para de alguma forma aliviar a dor daqueles que não tem nem ao menos um pedaço de pão para comer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não OUSAMOS nos apresentar disponiveis para levar palavras de vida à aqueles que tem em si cravado o marco de desespero e angustia?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não ousamos porque sempre estamos ocupados...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nós dizemos: Mas Senhor, nós precisamos de um projeto, e quanto a verba? quem vai dar?, e a liturgia? como vai ser?, e a programação? ha! tem que ser uma festa..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos feito planos, e esquecemos que a resposta certa vem é de Deus... e é o Espirito Santo que ira dirigir... Ele que irá fluir naquele lugar da maneira Dele.. e não da nossa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estamos tão ocupados com os detalhes que quando vemos, aquele desejo se foi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vieram outros ocupar o lugar desse desejo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estamos ocupados...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos ocupados...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo tem feito o trabalho de nos ocupar com a rotina... e o pior é que nem precebemos que a cada dia temos tido mais compromissos com o mundo e menos com o Pai... A cada dia é uma coisa nova que o mundo nos oferece...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estudos, trabalho, carreira, dinheiro, comidas caras, roupas caras, perfumes caros, celulares, ipods, computador, carros, casas... e lá... lá no final&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos amado este seculo, e ele nos tem dado prazer e admiração... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os filhos de Deus tem se rendido aos prazeres de mamom (deus do dinheiro)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É isso mesmo que você ouviu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os filhos da promessa, aqueles que nos congressos e nas escolas de avivamento até babavam no chão prostados clamando : Pai!!!!! Papai!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eles se corromperam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preferiram viver o momentaneo e esqueceram da eternidade... Eles olharam para o bezerro de ouro e se dislumbraram com o seu sucesso e seu "poder"... e então eles cairam &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isto me faz peceber o dito que diz: Muitos são chamados... mas poucos são os escolhidos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cara! Eu ouso dizer que não é tempo de paz e alegria, mas é tempo de choro, guerra quebrantamento, arrependimento...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tempo de morte para que haja vida!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entenda isso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antes de dizer para vocês eu grito essas palvras para mim!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precisamos ACORDAR ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desperta Ó sião... cidade Santa!!!! Desperta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Teu Rei esta a caminho... A palvra deve ser dita aos 4 cantos da terra... E para isso ele precisa de você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas como irmos para a batalha sem armas??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os crentes perderam suas armas. Já que a emoção momentanea e o mover para eles tem sido mais importantes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai então, quando eles chegam dos "avivamentos" eles lembram que tem uma biblia... e em 4 ou 5 minutos, depois de lerem um ou dois versiculos... eles capotam em cima dela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso é avivamento??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso é intimidade??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso é amor??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos ouvido a respeito Dele, temos até mesmo estado perto Dele, mas poucos... poucos mesmos... São os que choram com Ele... são os que estão com Ele... e que tem sofrido por amos à Ele e chorado pelas almas com Ele...são os que Deus tem encontrado neles Amigos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que temos pregado aos perdidos uma vida ao lado do Deus de amor, no qual nós realmente temos vivido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como o mundo tem visto nós? Ele tem sido nosso amigo?...Se somos amigo do mundo somos inimigos de Deus, mas... se somos inimigos do mundo somos amigos de Deus..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é um deus que exige exclusividade... Sim sim, não não... há uma escolha a fazer, há um lado a ficar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como estamos? Temos amado o pecador e odiado o pecado? Ou... Temos odiado nossos inimigos e amado o pecado?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem somos???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somo filhos Dele ou conhecidos Dele?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos sido amantes Dele? Ou temos fielmente exercido o papel de noiva do Rei?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, é isso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus tenha misericordia de nós...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8500666142648554614?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8500666142648554614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/alguns-pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8500666142648554614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8500666142648554614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/alguns-pensamentos.html' title='Alguns Pensamentos...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SHw9aRLuns/Tg0DAsywuYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9mMMkB0Y_jQ/s72-c/basta%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3716594798515864991</id><published>2011-06-23T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:53:30.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que brilhava não brilha mais para mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVDizhE4HU/TgPDE0iRIuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gkaZB35epvE/s1600/o%2Bq%2Bbrilhava%2B%25C3%25B1%2Bbrilha%2B%252B%2Bp%2Bmim.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621551247477777122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVDizhE4HU/TgPDE0iRIuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gkaZB35epvE/s400/o%2Bq%2Bbrilhava%2B%25C3%25B1%2Bbrilha%2B%252B%2Bp%2Bmim.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um povo jazia em grandes trevas viu grande luz. Por causa das ternas misericórdias de Deus o sol nascente nos visitou. E aos que viviam nas trevas e na sombra da morte resplandeceu-lhes a luz, o mundo perdeu as cores, o pecad perdeu o brilho... O que brilhava não brilha mais para mim... E até o Sol se envergonhou, e as estralas se ofuscaram diante do terno brilho de sua luz. Nele estava a vida e esta era a luz dos homens e o pecado não prevaleceu. Oh mundo onde está sua gloria?Oh mundo onde está seu brilho? Diante do eterno brilho de Jesus... Tua luz brilhou para mim. O que brilhava , não brilha mais para mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(juliano son-eterno brilho)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #555555; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3716594798515864991?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVDizhE4HU/TgPDE0iRIuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gkaZB35epvE/s72-c/o%2Bq%2Bbrilhava%2B%25C3%25B1%2Bbrilha%2B%252B%2Bp%2Bmim.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4464484073404730802</id><published>2011-06-22T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:38:53.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WJY9geG3dM/TgKJEdHmO8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/rAivjNqiCoA/s1600/tumblr_lce05gxZvA1qciek8o1_500_large%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621205994540776386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WJY9geG3dM/TgKJEdHmO8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/rAivjNqiCoA/s400/tumblr_lce05gxZvA1qciek8o1_500_large%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salvou minha vida, lavou meus pecados q&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uebrou as correntes, foi crucificado e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; eu, o que faço por Ti? s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ofreu em silêncio, tomou minhas dores p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;agou o preço, dos erros que cometi e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; eu, o que faço por Ti?A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; questão é quem sou eu Senhor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra viver minha vida e descartar quem Tu és Senhor e e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u não posso descartar porque Tu és grande e eu quem sou?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sou eu, quem sou eu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra fazer o que quiser... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sou eu????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4464484073404730802?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ECXg9m43AvQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8782456602706200132</id><published>2011-06-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T12:02:59.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma coisa eu anseio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu fico pensando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as pessoas a todo momento procuram por coisas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas então vão até o Pai e despeja essas coisas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e dizem mais ou menos assim:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus, meu Pai, essas coisas aqui são muito importantes para mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te agradeceria muito se todas elas fossem realizadas... Amém.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E então essas pessoas vão embora e deixam lá estas coisas para que Deus resolva...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabe o pior...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O pior é que essas coisas que elas tanto desejam... não é a coisa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mais sim... as coisas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois se esse desejo fosse pela coisa chamada Jesus... nada seria o mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É como o Greg. Mcnutt diz "Chega de chegarmos com 40 itens em uma bandeja para o senhor... que o nosso desejo seja uma coisa: Jesus...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma coisa eu desejo, uma coisa eu anseio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você Jesus...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8782456602706200132?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8782456602706200132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-coisa-eu-anseio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8782456602706200132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8782456602706200132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-coisa-eu-anseio.html' title='Uma coisa eu anseio...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1654954666495395747</id><published>2011-06-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:25:46.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo perfeito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAjwZ8XNzqw/TfTVz63_vtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0Hys8WqOsC8/s1600/tumblr_lkl2enMey81qgqcy5o1_500%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617349723192016594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAjwZ8XNzqw/TfTVz63_vtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0Hys8WqOsC8/s400/tumblr_lkl2enMey81qgqcy5o1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era uma vez, uma garota cheia de sonhos e de alegria, ela vivia intensamente como se cada dia fosse o ultimo dia de sua vida...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era era feliz e sempre andava com uma caixa. Em sua cidade (um lugarzinho simples e rural), todos tinham curiosidade de saber o que tinha dentro dessa caixa, os amigos dela insistiam para que ela dissesse, mas ela com todo amor dizia, não! ainda não chegou o tempo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E com isso eles queriam mais ainda saber o segredo que ela guardava dentro daquela caixa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tres anos se passaram, e ela ainda andava com aquela caixa, e seus amigos já cansados daquela caixa diziam para ela, "por que até hoje você anda com essa caixa? Você não vê que o tempo não vai vir? Você sempre diz que é preciso esperar o tempo certo para abri-la... Mas pelo que temos visto esse dia NUNCA chegará..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então aquela garota, ouvindo com atenção o que seus amigos disseram... abriu a caixa. E quando ela abriu viu uma carta que dizia "O tempo de Deus é perfeito, espere, que no tempo certo os teus sonhos vão se realizar"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então a garota percebeu que ainda NÃO era o tempo.. e então ela chorou pois ela percebeu que motivada pelos "amigos" acabou perdendo a chance de saborear o TEMPO PERFEITO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORAL: As vezes ouvimos tanto a voz dos outros que esquecemos de ouvir a voz de Deus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1654954666495395747?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAjwZ8XNzqw/TfTVz63_vtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0Hys8WqOsC8/s72-c/tumblr_lkl2enMey81qgqcy5o1_500%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-9020138377337271393</id><published>2011-06-05T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:23:01.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escrevemos tanto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falamos tanto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E vivemos tão pouco aquilo no qual escrevemos e falamos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nós enchemos o nosso peito para dizer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIM foi eu que fiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIM foi eu que disse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sem perceber procuramos status, reconhecimentos, titulos, elogios...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é nessa hora, que meio que sem perceber, nós tomamos a glória de Deus, e dizemos que pertence a nós...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus vê a nossa motivação...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele nos vê e sabe quando fazemos algo para ser reconhecido entre os homens...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nossa motivação é que mostrara quem realmente somos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não importa o que os homens ou a instituição religiosa pensa de você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que importa é o que Deus pensa de você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se Ele alegra e se compraz no teu coração, então a sua motivação NÃO será o recnhecimento e a "gloria"... mas sim um espirito de humildade, afeto, amor, e simplicidade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-9020138377337271393?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/9020138377337271393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/escrevemos-tanto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/9020138377337271393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/9020138377337271393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/escrevemos-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6619438747303563348</id><published>2011-06-01T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:03:54.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro: Sedentos por Avivamento-Leonard Ranvehill (parte 02)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OnJRhqKJWk/TeblL7dR9oI/AAAAAAAAAPk/grjihVlnqFM/s1600/avivamento%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613425978665727618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OnJRhqKJWk/TeblL7dR9oI/AAAAAAAAAPk/grjihVlnqFM/s400/avivamento%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ele perdeu a sua reputação e o seu temor de homem, e encontrou a alegria e a paz do enchimento trnsbordante do Espirito. Aleluia!"(a respeito da vida de Billy Nicholson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O batido surdo dos passos daqueles que caminham para o inferno, sem Jesus, está partindo o meu coração (Willaim Burns)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Meu amor , você não foi enviado a este mundo para cuidar só de você, mas para cuidar de outros. E o mundo está à sua espera"(mãe de Francis Asbury)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ele teve que esquecer de muitas coisas que outros procuraram encontrar" (a respeito da vida de Francis A.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Somente a pregação que molda a vida das pessoas vale a pena"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Após a sua maravilhosa transformação, as coisas terrenas perderam seu valor, e ele passou a viver, mover-se e a existir unicamente em Deus." (a respeito da vida de Richard B.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... todos precisavam ouvir a mensagem; todos precisavam receber a vida de Deus dentro da alma."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... ele andou e falou com Deus. Ele ouviu o que Deus disse, viu com Deus viu, e amou como Deus amou"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"Ó DEus de George W., dê-nos hoje homens como ele, que possam se levantar como gigantes nos pulpitos; homens com o coração inflamado, lábios em fogo e olhos cheios de esperança.... e por favor Senhor... Fça isso rápido."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Comop brasa retirada do fogo, Wesley seguiu sua jornada para arrancar outras brasas do fogo eterno."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"Pregue o evangelho; não o evangelho dos tempos antigo ou deste tempo, mas o Evangelho eterno..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6619438747303563348?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6619438747303563348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/livro-sedentos-por-avivamento-leonard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6619438747303563348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6619438747303563348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/06/livro-sedentos-por-avivamento-leonard.html' title='Livro: Sedentos por Avivamento-Leonard Ranvehill (parte 02)'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OnJRhqKJWk/TeblL7dR9oI/AAAAAAAAAPk/grjihVlnqFM/s72-c/avivamento%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3383314787048365660</id><published>2011-05-31T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T17:20:53.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A arte na igreja...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXnRLjh7L4c/TeWFtACgU4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/25HFTycjb9A/s1600/ARTE-na-Igreja%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613039518738305922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXnRLjh7L4c/TeWFtACgU4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/25HFTycjb9A/s400/ARTE-na-Igreja%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3383314787048365660?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3383314787048365660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/arte-na-igreja.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3383314787048365660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3383314787048365660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/arte-na-igreja.html' title='A arte na igreja...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXnRLjh7L4c/TeWFtACgU4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/25HFTycjb9A/s72-c/ARTE-na-Igreja%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8531694275192808606</id><published>2011-05-31T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:29:22.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, a criatividade no meio do povo de Deus esta vindo com tudo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A arte tomou o seu espaço e ela tem sido um instrumento bem importante quando a questão é levar almas para Jesus..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainda há os que dizem isso ser um absurdo, há aqueles que pensam que dança, teatro, arte circense.. (entre outros) tem sido um exemplo de corrompimento da instituição religiosa na qual eles "fielmente" seguem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para eles "isso" é como se fosse uma parte do mundo que esta entrando nos seus estabelecimentos super limpos com seus alvejantes caros e toalhas de algodão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se uma pesoa no mundo fosse rockeira, quando se converter ao ver deles, é preciso tomar uma postura de "reverencia" e tirar de vez a sua indentidade e colocar uma de o super crente...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se outra pessoa tivesse uma paixão pelo teatro, quando se convertesse ao ver deles, ela deveria também se despir -se e colocar a também a roupa de "santidade" (que na verdade não passa de pura religiosidade...e ainda eles tem coragem de usar a palavra santidade)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cara... Deus não muda estilo... Ele transforma é o coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se liga! Gente...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai ai ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;isso me inoja...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me inoja saber que a arte ao ver deles é algo que é visto apenas nos grandes palcos de teatro da perdição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que eles não sabem (ou devem ter esquecidos depois que colocarem as suas faixas da religiosidade, os deixando surdos e cegos), é que a arte foi Deus que criou também&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sabe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu creio que Deus é um deus CRIATIVO ele usa de tudo um pouco, a dança, a musica, os instrumentos, o teatro, os clowns, o coração disposto... de tudo um pouco mesmo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E uma pergunta que deixo e penso comigo é:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que a igreja esta preparada para usar a arte?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que ela usa isso como forma de adoração e evangelização?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que eles sabem a importância dela em uma epoca como essa da qual nós vivemos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou erá que a igreja ainda esta vivendo como se a nossa geração fosse a dos anos 60 ou 70, sei lá?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesse domingo eu ouvi uma pregação de um pastor... que também é palhaço (clown)... e ele disse a respeito de uma coisinha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele disse que há 03 gerações que convivem diariamente uma com a outra...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma é a geração x...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa geração é composta por pessoas que tem uma idade, digmos elevada... tipo de uns 30 pra cima &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há outra geração, já essa a faixa etaria é de uns 20 pra cima... essa geração é a geração y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E no final... há a geração z&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sabem quem é a geração z?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;São os adolescentes e crianças de hoje...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e é importante entender algo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A geração x sabe os anseios e desejos da geração z?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A geração y sabe o desejo da geração z?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me desculpe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas eu preciso dizer... TEMOS SIDO FALHOS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não nos preocupamos com a geração z... e até a zombamos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;preferimos cololar-los sentados nos bancos de nossas igrejas e de vez em quando fazer algo para os alegrar-los...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me desculpe mas eu acho que a igreja não esta preparada para ajudar uma gerção que vive diariamente em conflitos, que estão sempre com pressa e que até o microondas para eles estão ultrapassados em relação a tempo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entenda algo... quando eles dizem que a geração x não endente eles (a famosa frase: "Ninguem me entende" rrsrs) talvez não passe de apenas uma birrinha... talvez seja realmente verdade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei que sai totalmente do assunto e falei de tudo um pouco...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O importante é que a geração x precisa entender que o que a geração z precisa é de Jesus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E para alcançar uma geração tão despersa e tão exigente... é preciso CRIATIVIDADE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A arte é uma otima opção...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas pelo jeito ela só será usada se deixarmor de olhar para a instituição religiosa e começarmos a olhar para Deus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E perguntar: " Deus o queres de mim???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8531694275192808606?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8531694275192808606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/bom-criatividade-no-meio-do-povo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8531694275192808606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8531694275192808606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/bom-criatividade-no-meio-do-povo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5435731058829082768</id><published>2011-05-26T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:04:21.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro: Sedentos por Avivamento-Leonard Ranvehill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAfcujgp2aI/Td7i0W1_YEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uVc6r8YN9-E/s1600/avivamento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611171574863323202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAfcujgp2aI/Td7i0W1_YEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uVc6r8YN9-E/s400/avivamento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Através de todas as inconstâncias da vida,Em meio aos problemas ou às alegrias,Os louvores ao meu Deus devem permanecer;É nisso que meu coração e minha boca empenham.Por causa da Sua libertação vou exultar,Até que, por meio do meu exemplo,Todos os que estão aflitos alcancem conforto,E alcamem suas aflições para descansar.(escrito por volta de 1960, por Nahum T. Gate - Tradução Livre)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se Deus não julgar o pecado dessa nação Ele terá que pedir desculpa a Sodoma e Gomorra. Palavras assustdoras, pois são absolutamente verdadeiras!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Prefiro acordar uma igreja adormecida do que um mundo adormecido"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uma vida santa é o autêntico sinal de ser cheio do Espirito."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Que possamos nós levantar de modo que, armados com toda armadura de Deus, saqueemos o reino do diabo, levando Satanás a dizer: Jesus eu conheço, paulo eu conheço, e os cristãos de agora estão me amendrontando porque descobriram um segredo esquecido da igreja primitiva - a oração, a fé, e a ousadia revestidado sangue."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Uns poucos homens bons e fervorosos afetam muito mais o ministério do que uma multidão de mornos!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... estão dispostos a chorar pelas almas ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Esta é a hora de corarmos de vergonha; tempo de chorarmos pela nossa falta de lagrimas; tempo de nos curvarmos em cntrição por termos perdido a humildade de servos; ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... muitos de nós, estamos caçando e preocupando-nos com ratos enquanto os leões devoram a nossa terra!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ele havia 'ouvido uma voz'. Podiam espancá-lo, lançá-lo em prisões e até escarnecerem dele como sendo um louco, como realmente chegaram a fazer. Entretanto , nada iria impedi-lo de proclamar a mensagem de Cristo" (a respeito do vida de George Fox)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Suas pregações eram simples, mas cheias de poder...a sua vida de oração era profunda." (a respeito da vida de George Fox)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Agora estou pronto a renunciar a mim mesmo e a qualquer grau de mérito e habilidade imaginário, e abraçar a Cristo como sendo o meu tudo em tudo. Oh que luz e conforto agora eu desfruto em minha alma!Que maravilhosa certeza do amor perdoador de Deus! ( William Grimshaw)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... E ele estava disposto a pagar qualquer preço para levar a salvação a eles."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hoje existe uma fome de boa pregação. 'A ovelha faminta ergue os olhos mas não recebe alimento' (Poeta Milton)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5435731058829082768?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5435731058829082768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/livro-sedentos-por-avivamento-leonard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5435731058829082768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5435731058829082768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/livro-sedentos-por-avivamento-leonard.html' title='Livro: Sedentos por Avivamento-Leonard Ranvehill'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAfcujgp2aI/Td7i0W1_YEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/uVc6r8YN9-E/s72-c/avivamento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3364034135518936771</id><published>2011-05-24T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:18:34.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clamor de uma criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ldLIweDV4P4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Clamor de uma criança: Ester... esta garota tem buscado o Pai com Toda a intensidade que um ser humano pode ter... Ela é querida e amada pelo Pai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O meu desejo é que se levante Ester's por todos os lugares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O mandado de Ester na biblia era o de orar e jejuar pelo povo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Que possamos nos humilhar e nos buscar em oração ao Pai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Este video em inglês é traduzido por Gregory Mcnutt que no momento tem sido grandemente usado por Deus em todos os lugares mas principalmente no Brasil... E verdadeiramente ele tem sido boca de Deus por todos os lugares onde ele vai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Que Deus possa Nos abençoar e que possamos buscá-Lo em oração com um clamor e uma intensido mesma ou té maior que a de Ester... que Deus Nos Guarde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3364034135518936771?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3364034135518936771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/clamor-de-uma-crianca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3364034135518936771'/><link rel='self' 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silêncio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7QnkIeCkoUE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Essa é canção uma das canções mais SINCERA que já ouvi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-2182585507996150171?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/2182585507996150171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-silencio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2182585507996150171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2182585507996150171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-silencio.html' title='No silêncio...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7QnkIeCkoUE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-1568786236564078582</id><published>2011-05-22T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:43:21.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor de Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3Z0vyySEUHY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nossa sem palavras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-1568786236564078582?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/1568786236564078582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-amor-de-deus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1568786236564078582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/1568786236564078582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-amor-de-deus.html' title='O amor de Deus'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3Z0vyySEUHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3517271930384667138</id><published>2011-05-21T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T12:33:10.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqS6PpPxAFs/TdgSnY4RlrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vN-5g0acBz8/s1600/Mary%2B%253D%2529974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609253803792635570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqS6PpPxAFs/TdgSnY4RlrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vN-5g0acBz8/s400/Mary%2B%253D%2529974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem, em meu quarto, chorando e soluçando... Eu fiz uma pergunta, não pra Deus, mas pra mim... Eu me perguntei: "Por que?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sabia muito bem o pôr que da pergunta, e muito menos sabia a resposta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu precisava me indagar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu precisava perguntar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque algo aqui dentro em meu coração clamava por algo ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;Talves o meu coração clamava por um colo... é ... por um colo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um colo que só o meu Deus poderia me dar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um colo que fosse tão intenso ao ponto de me compeltar e sumir de vez com a Maryani que há em mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois o que me deixou assim, não foi ninguem além da maryani, o meu eu, que me persegue e me faz cair, e me faz intristecer as pessoas das quais eu mais amo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que faz eu me afastar desse colo... desse Deus... do meu Pai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu por tantas vezes culpei o mundo e tudo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A maior culpada de tudo é a Maryani...&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer então?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixar ela continuar a fazer os mesmos erros e acabar aos poucos com a minha vida?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NÃO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BASTA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cansei, isso dói tanto Deus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A todo momento eu intristeço aqueles a quem mais amo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cancei dessa indiferença...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cansei desse MALDITO orgulho me corroi dia após dia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero ir HOJE (não amanha, não depois, mas hoje) ao meu interro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E deixar a Maryani lá... matá-la.... sim... mata-lá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quero morrer pra mim mesmo pra que o Senhor cresça em mim deixa o rio do Espirito do Amor passar"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei que quando a Maryani morrer... Essas instingáveis perguntas não mais existiram...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus os abençõe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3517271930384667138?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3517271930384667138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/ontem-em-meu-quarto-chorando-e.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3517271930384667138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3517271930384667138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/ontem-em-meu-quarto-chorando-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqS6PpPxAFs/TdgSnY4RlrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vN-5g0acBz8/s72-c/Mary%2B%253D%2529974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7120211606844457598</id><published>2011-05-19T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:30:04.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... E expressar o meu amor com toda força que há em mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 507px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608618896885628274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzLAKsy_fwk/TdXRK8VpPXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/QS6ozfwvobU/s400/tumblr_lgvfw2MOj41qfww3ro1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero te amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com o amor que me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero te amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra sempre meu melhor amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amar de todo coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejar com toda alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E expressar o meu amor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com toda força que há em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Deus Tu és único &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu maior amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu maior amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Deus Tu és único &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu maior amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu maior amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amar de todo coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejar com toda alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E expressar o meu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com toda força que há em mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo Jesus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7120211606844457598?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7120211606844457598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-expressar-o-meu-amor-com-toda-forca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7120211606844457598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7120211606844457598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/e-expressar-o-meu-amor-com-toda-forca.html' title='... E expressar o meu amor com toda força que há em mim...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzLAKsy_fwk/TdXRK8VpPXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/QS6ozfwvobU/s72-c/tumblr_lgvfw2MOj41qfww3ro1_500%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-9076230844187395850</id><published>2011-05-13T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T17:39:51.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem e acende em nós Senhor ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWQc0NM3GU4/Tcs6hGUAomI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wnTwj5SBsbI/s1600/FOGO%2BSOBRENATURAL%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 442px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605638501497348706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWQc0NM3GU4/Tcs6hGUAomI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wnTwj5SBsbI/s400/FOGO%2BSOBRENATURAL%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem e acende em nós Senhor paixão pelo Teu nome...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-9076230844187395850?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/9076230844187395850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/vem-e-acende-em-nos-senhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/9076230844187395850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/9076230844187395850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/vem-e-acende-em-nos-senhor.html' title='Vem e acende em nós Senhor ...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWQc0NM3GU4/Tcs6hGUAomI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wnTwj5SBsbI/s72-c/FOGO%2BSOBRENATURAL%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-3928232404470378850</id><published>2011-05-11T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:49:32.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H645022oNC0/Tc3DUx2rtSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/g_RZqN9jLh8/s1600/xaudad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 493px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606351872893629730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H645022oNC0/Tc3DUx2rtSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/g_RZqN9jLh8/s400/xaudad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você não esta envolvido em algum ministério, que desculpa tem usado? Abraão era velho, Jacó era inseguro, Lia era sem atrativos, José foi maltratado, Moisés gaguejava, Gideão era pobre, Sansão era co-depedente, Raabe era imoral, Davi teve uma amante e todo tipo de problema familiar, Elias tinha tendências suicidas, Jeremias era depressivo, Jonas era relutante, Noemi era viuva, João Batista era excêntrico para dizer o minimo, Pedro era impulsivo e temperamental, Marta se preocupava demais, a mulher samaritana teve vários casamentos fracassados, Zaquel era indesejado, Tomé tinha duvidas, Pulo tinha saúde fraca e Timóteo era tímido. Aí esta uma boa variedade de desajustes, mas Deus usou cada um deles a seu serviço. Ele também usará você se deixar de dar desculpas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(parte do livro: Uma vida com Propósitos-Rick Warren)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-3928232404470378850?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/3928232404470378850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-voce-nao-esta-envolvido-em-algum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3928232404470378850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/3928232404470378850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-voce-nao-esta-envolvido-em-algum.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H645022oNC0/Tc3DUx2rtSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/g_RZqN9jLh8/s72-c/xaudad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-956267446917704100</id><published>2011-05-11T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:34:50.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverência ao Senhor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TElrp5U6l2g/TcsrxvMfAKI/AAAAAAAAANs/ELMPp8kfclE/s1600/reverencia1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605622294675128482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TElrp5U6l2g/TcsrxvMfAKI/AAAAAAAAANs/ELMPp8kfclE/s400/reverencia1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Domingo dia das mães, veio um pastor de fora pregar na minha igreja, e as palavras ditas por aquele homem usado por Deus veio ao encontro do meu coração, e lá elas se fixaram para não mais sair (eu espero)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aquele pastor que esqueci o nome disse palavras que jamais esquecerei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Afinal, não importa quem tenha pregado, mas o que ele tenha pregado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele disse a respeito de uma palavra: REVERÊNCIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E o quanto infelismente essa palavra esta escassa de nossos cultos e de nossas vidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nós muitas temos achado que se achegarmos de qualquer jeito e dar um louvor qualquer e orar de qualquer forma, o Senhor irá ouvir e irá jorrar as Tuas bençãos sobre o povo e trazer arrependimento, curas, milagres, dons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Será mesmo que o Senhor vai ouvir um povo como nós, que nem mesmo sabemos como nos apresentar com ordem, reverência e temor ao Senhor... Um povo que brinca de ser cristão, e que vai a igreja com o proposito de se mostrar, de fofocar, de mentir, de brincar... mas não para orar, não para louvar, não para O adorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deus POR FAVOR tenha misericordia de nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nos desperte desse sono...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Para a Tua Honra e Glória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-956267446917704100?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/956267446917704100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/reverencia-ao-senhor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/956267446917704100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/956267446917704100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/reverencia-ao-senhor.html' title='Reverência ao Senhor!'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TElrp5U6l2g/TcsrxvMfAKI/AAAAAAAAANs/ELMPp8kfclE/s72-c/reverencia1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4085144516283177442</id><published>2011-05-10T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:36:12.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A revolução do coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wmSvm89uX54?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4085144516283177442?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4085144516283177442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/revolucao-do-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4085144516283177442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4085144516283177442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/revolucao-do-coracao.html' title='A revolução do coração'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wmSvm89uX54/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5042348647984358045</id><published>2011-05-08T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T06:16:17.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How He Loves - Legendado - John Mcmillan</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C9mAxLx4_Jk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ele nos ama TANTO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5042348647984358045?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5042348647984358045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-he-loves-legendado-john-mcmillan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5042348647984358045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5042348647984358045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-he-loves-legendado-john-mcmillan.html' title='How He Loves - Legendado - John Mcmillan'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C9mAxLx4_Jk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-771855753888232221</id><published>2011-05-08T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T05:59:39.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! Como Ele nos AMA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O00tp_4w4w4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Encontrei esse video no You Tube por acaso quando estava procurando a canção How He Loves que até então só conhecia na voz de Kim Walker (Jesus Culture), mas quando encontrei esse video... Nossa! Deus falou muito em meu coração, atraves desse testemunho acima, Deus me reanimou a Continuar esperando... Sei que a promessa D'Ele será cumprida sobre a minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E mesmo que todos esqueçam disso, eu não vou esquecer... Eu preciso encontrar forças para continuar a esperar... Deus eu espero por Ti... Eu espero pelo dia em que Tuas promessas e sonhos sobre a minha vida se cumprirão... Não para minha honra, Não para minha gloria... Mas... Para o UNICO DIGNO JESUS CRISTO toda HONRA toda GLÓRIA todo LOUVOR pelo séculos dos séculos Amém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-771855753888232221?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/771855753888232221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-como-ele-nos-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/771855753888232221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/771855753888232221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-como-ele-nos-ama.html' title='Oh! 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pertenço a comunidade dos destemidos. Tenho o poder do Espirito Santo. Minha decisão esta tomada. Já dei o passo a frente, não vou olhar pra tras, nem parar, nem reduzir a marcha, nem ficar inerte. Meu passado esta redmido, meu presente faz sentido, meu futuro esta garantido. Não quero mais a mediocridade, nem os joelhos macios ou as distrações tolas. Não estou mais interessado em prosperidades, riquezas, dinheiro, sucesso, fama, ou promoções. Não preciso mais estar sempre com a razão, ser o primeiro, ser reconhecido, admirado, ou recompensado. Agora vivo pela fé, descanço no poder do meu Senhor, motivado pela oração e trabalhando sob sua direção.Sigo com perseverença no caminho estreito e dificil. Os companheiros são poucos, mas meu guia é confiável e a missão é clara. Ninguem conseguirá me seduzir, iludir, distrair, retardar ou fazer contemporizar. Não vou desistir, não vou me calar, nem parar, até que tenha feito tudo pela causa de Cristo. Sou um discipulo de Jesus. Preciso prosseguir até que Ele volte, dar tudo que tenho e pregar até que todos O conheçam. Quando Ele vier para os seus, encontrara meu estandarte bem levantado"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7959496371044866202?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7959496371044866202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/comunidade-dos-destemidos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7959496371044866202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7959496371044866202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/comunidade-dos-destemidos.html' title='Comunidade dos destemidos...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fb3w0UVEMTs/TcWg21yLM2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/rqJcuISNSMk/s72-c/guerreiro%255B2%255D%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-462644846150919079</id><published>2011-05-06T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T12:03:59.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero me relacionar-Rafael Lopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_FqsXPJ66k/TcRFqY_ZnTI/AAAAAAAAALs/Gaczj9vGQYw/s1600/tumblr_lium68QFC21qf5cibo1_500%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603680430920932658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_FqsXPJ66k/TcRFqY_ZnTI/AAAAAAAAALs/Gaczj9vGQYw/s400/tumblr_lium68QFC21qf5cibo1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Longe de Ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não quero ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dói em meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não ouvir Tua voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Preciso da Tua palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Preciso do Teu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voltarei para casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voltarei para Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quero me relacionar Contigo outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quero me relacionar Contigo outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu viverei ao Teu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu viverei ao Teu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pra sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-462644846150919079?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/462644846150919079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/quero-me-relacionar-rafael-lopes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/462644846150919079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/462644846150919079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/quero-me-relacionar-rafael-lopes.html' title='Quero me relacionar-Rafael Lopes'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_FqsXPJ66k/TcRFqY_ZnTI/AAAAAAAAALs/Gaczj9vGQYw/s72-c/tumblr_lium68QFC21qf5cibo1_500%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-6076968657096730281</id><published>2011-05-04T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:42:09.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly-Jason Upton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaNfh-3LlAQ/TcIJk1RAA5I/AAAAAAAAALk/4i_VRpAM8j8/s1600/mary%2Bfly%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603051414780642194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaNfh-3LlAQ/TcIJk1RAA5I/AAAAAAAAALk/4i_VRpAM8j8/s400/mary%2Bfly%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Subindo para novas atmosferas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-: PT-BR" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Subindo para novos lugares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Precisamos de novos tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Novos Tempos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Completamente abençoados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Completamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alguns de vocês têm lutado por muito tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alguns de vocês tem lutado nessa terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Por muito tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alguns de vocês tem tentado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;engatinhar em direção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;por um longo tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sendo fiel a seus medos e lutando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Deus quer nos levar a novos lugares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Novas Revelações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Novas Persperctivas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fica claro para você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Deus está te dando... O Ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Então... Voe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;É hora de abrir as asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;É hora de se livrar das coisas que te prendem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;É hora de abrir as asas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E voar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Apenas... Voe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Voe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Você vê o qu eu vejo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Você ouve o que eu ouço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Você sabe o que eu sei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Voe, Voe, Voe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Apenas voe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alguns vão tentar te segurar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Vão tentar te parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Como um pássaro no ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Você escapou das mãos do inimigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-6076968657096730281?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/6076968657096730281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/subindo-para-novas-atmosferas-subindo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6076968657096730281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/6076968657096730281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/subindo-para-novas-atmosferas-subindo.html' title='Fly-Jason Upton'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaNfh-3LlAQ/TcIJk1RAA5I/AAAAAAAAALk/4i_VRpAM8j8/s72-c/mary%2Bfly%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7925319756814711932</id><published>2011-05-04T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:07:44.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorria... ou melhor Chore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hse70hZLFEs/TcIGXM041dI/AAAAAAAAALc/P9cCsn4Ebps/s1600/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603047882052130258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hse70hZLFEs/TcIGXM041dI/AAAAAAAAALc/P9cCsn4Ebps/s400/tv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-7925319756814711932?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/7925319756814711932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorria-ou-melhor-chore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7925319756814711932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/7925319756814711932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorria-ou-melhor-chore.html' title='Sorria... ou melhor Chore...'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hse70hZLFEs/TcIGXM041dI/AAAAAAAAALc/P9cCsn4Ebps/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-2872880874140799636</id><published>2011-05-04T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:04:15.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA3oTVOrdgY/TcIFaB1sNZI/AAAAAAAAALU/loebFGGvPm0/s1600/1252371032181_f%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603046831130686866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA3oTVOrdgY/TcIFaB1sNZI/AAAAAAAAALU/loebFGGvPm0/s400/1252371032181_f%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... e quando penso em desistir Tu me estende a Tua mão e me revela os sonhos do Teu coração...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e quando penso em desistir Tu me tiras da beira do caminho pois não há ninguem que eu queira mais que a Ti... Não há, não há, não há..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-2872880874140799636?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/2872880874140799636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2872880874140799636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2872880874140799636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA3oTVOrdgY/TcIFaB1sNZI/AAAAAAAAALU/loebFGGvPm0/s72-c/1252371032181_f%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-5334036718160622422</id><published>2011-04-29T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T19:32:14.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida pode ser mais colorida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa-uUTYqoZQ/Tbtz0T3eoVI/AAAAAAAAALM/5c-RyRwvkCc/s1600/casa%2Bcolorida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 364px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601197904088703314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa-uUTYqoZQ/Tbtz0T3eoVI/AAAAAAAAALM/5c-RyRwvkCc/s400/casa%2Bcolorida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voe, salte, grite, cante...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEJA FELIZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JESUS TE AMA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quer motivo maior, para se alegrar???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Criador dos céus e da Terra... te AMA...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nOSSA iSSO... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É simplismente perfeito...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor que me amou perfeito mesmo eu sendo imperfeito...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-5334036718160622422?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/5334036718160622422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/vida-pode-ser-mais-colorida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5334036718160622422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/5334036718160622422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/vida-pode-ser-mais-colorida.html' title='A vida pode ser mais colorida!'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa-uUTYqoZQ/Tbtz0T3eoVI/AAAAAAAAALM/5c-RyRwvkCc/s72-c/casa%2Bcolorida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-2248823924005992417</id><published>2011-04-29T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T19:33:04.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandone sua zona de conforto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cM_ozjWq-Mc/Tbty-GpYlAI/AAAAAAAAALE/GJgu40DPY9c/s1600/.resized_convite_abandonesuazonadeconforto%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 378px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601196972826989570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cM_ozjWq-Mc/Tbty-GpYlAI/AAAAAAAAALE/GJgu40DPY9c/s400/.resized_convite_abandonesuazonadeconforto%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-2248823924005992417?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/2248823924005992417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/abandone-sua-zona-de-conforto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2248823924005992417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/2248823924005992417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/abandone-sua-zona-de-conforto.html' title='Abandone sua zona de conforto'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cM_ozjWq-Mc/Tbty-GpYlAI/AAAAAAAAALE/GJgu40DPY9c/s72-c/.resized_convite_abandonesuazonadeconforto%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-8349813118857224800</id><published>2011-04-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:29:11.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fofocar ou não fofocar... eis a questão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ7nAuOvZxA/TboMKAEQA-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uYL4IjDZJyg/s1600/os-degraus-da-fofoca-6%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600802452544685026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ7nAuOvZxA/TboMKAEQA-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uYL4IjDZJyg/s400/os-degraus-da-fofoca-6%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 18pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Três Peneiras de Sócrates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 18pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um homem foi ao encontro de Sócrates levando ao &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;filósofo uma informação que julgava de seu interesse:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Quero contar-te uma coisa a respeito de um amigo teu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Espera um momento – disse Sócrates – Antes de contar-me, quero saber se fizeste passar essa informação pelas três peneiras.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Três peneiras? Que queres dizer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Vamos peneirar aquilo que quer me dizer. Devemos sempre usar as três peneiras. Se não as conheces, presta bem atenção. A primeira é a peneira da &lt;b&gt;VERDADE&lt;/b&gt;. Tens certeza de que isso que queres dizer-me é &lt;b&gt;verdade&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Bem, foi o que ouvi outros contarem. Não sei exatamente se é &lt;b&gt;verdade&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- A segunda peneira é a da &lt;b&gt;BONDADE&lt;/b&gt;. Com certeza, deves ter passado a informação pela peneira da &lt;b&gt;bondade&lt;/b&gt;. Ou não?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;Envergonhado, o homem respondeu:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Devo confessar que não.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- A terceira peneira é a da &lt;b&gt;UTILIDADE&lt;/b&gt;. Pensaste bem se é &lt;b&gt;útil&lt;/b&gt; o que vieste falar a respeito do meu amigo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Útil? Na verdade, não.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;- Então, disse-lhe o sábio, se o que queres contar-me não é &lt;b&gt;verdadeiro&lt;/b&gt;, nem &lt;b&gt;bom&lt;/b&gt;, nem &lt;b&gt;útil&lt;/b&gt;, então é melhor que o guardes apenas para ti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As 7 consequência da fofoca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1- Traz mágoas, destrói lares,destrói corações.&lt;br /&gt;2- Traz contendas no mei do corpo de Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;3- Traz divisões no meio do corpo de Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;4- Traz inimizades no meio do corpo de cristo.&lt;br /&gt;5- Traz paralisia nas atividades da Igreja.&lt;br /&gt;6- Traz retrocesso no meio dos louvores e cânticos.&lt;br /&gt;7- traz frieza e depois morte espiritual. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fonte: gosto de ler.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que a Bíblia diz a respeito do fofoqueiro: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não andarás como mexeriqueiro entre o teu povo teu próximo. Eu sou o Senhor. (lev. 19:16)" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O mexeriqueiro descobre o segredo, mas o fiel de espirito encobre. (Pv. 11:13)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O que acena com os olhos causa dores, e o tolo de lábios ficara transtornado. (Pv. 10:10)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O mexeriqueiro revela o segredo;portanto, não te metas com quem muito abre os lábios. (Pv. 20:19)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Evita, igualmente, os falatorios inúteis e profanos, pois os que deles usam passarão a impiedade maior ainda maior... (2 tm. 2:16)" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Alguém está pensando que é religioso? Se não souber controlar a língua, a sua religião não vale nada, e ele está enganando a si mesmo. (Tg. 1:26)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fofocar ou não fofocar???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #333333; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NÃO FOFOCAR... CONCERTEZA É A MELHOR OPÇÃO....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #333333; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O PAI CONCERTEZA AGRADARÁ DE UM CORAÇÃO QUE RENUNCIA O FALAR MAL E O FOFOCAR...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-8349813118857224800?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/8349813118857224800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/fofocar-ou-nao-fofocar-eis-questao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8349813118857224800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/8349813118857224800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/fofocar-ou-nao-fofocar-eis-questao.html' title='Fofocar ou não fofocar... eis a questão!'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ7nAuOvZxA/TboMKAEQA-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uYL4IjDZJyg/s72-c/os-degraus-da-fofoca-6%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-4929399285710639239</id><published>2011-04-24T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:43:29.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro:Os caçadores de Deus-Tommy Tenney (parte 02)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fN8BlAbv-fA/TbQ5Tx1xNvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/chECFN2w8nc/s1600/Os%2Bca%25C3%25A7adores%2Bde%2BDeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599163248687527666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fN8BlAbv-fA/TbQ5Tx1xNvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/chECFN2w8nc/s400/Os%2Bca%25C3%25A7adores%2Bde%2BDeus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus atraves deste livro abriu meu olhos em relação a minha vida e a situação da igreja atual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acredito eu, que temos tido uma dificuldade de diferenciar o Joio do Trigo, já que hoje, há igrejas propriamente ditas e realmente vivem aquilo que pregam, e há "igrejas" que dizem ser mais não vivem como tal...&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu creio que como diz na parabola contada pelo nosso Senhor, o joio será arrancado e tirado no tempo oportuno que o Senhor tem preparado... e então o pecado que encoberto estava será revelado para que haja quebrantamento e mudança no meio do povo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deus vale mais que todas as coisas com as quais nos apegamos"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sem a presença de Deus, não importa o que faça, você só será 'mais um' para aqueles que convivem com você"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Senhor queremos vê-Lo! Estamos cançados de só ficar falando sobre o Senhor como se fôssemos crianças da Escola Domical. Quando o Senhor vai se manifes tar a nós?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oro para que uma visitação venha sobre as igrejas, porque basta que o Todo -Poderoso Deus coloque os pés na cidade para que se quebrem séculos de cadeias demoníacas"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Busque o Abençoador, não as bençãos! Busque o Avivador, não o avivamento! Busque a face de Deus, não Suas mãos!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quantas vezes queremos a presença de Deus em nossos cultos, ma nos recusamos a louvá-Lo como deveríamos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não busque dons, busque Aquele que os concede!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se você esta tão faminto de Deus a ponto de buscá-lo, Ele vai fazer por você o que não fará por mais ninguem"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Queremos que o Pia se manifeste, mesmo que , para isso tenhamos que morrer através do arrependimento e do quebrantamento."&lt;br /&gt;"Os caçadores de Deus ... eles querem 'caçar' o que ninguem conseguem capturar, sabendo queAquele qu é impossível de ser capturado, pode capturá-los. De fato, um famoso caçador de Deus escreveu: '.. mas prossigo para conquistar aquilo para o que também fui conquistado por Cristo Jesus. (filipenses 3:12b)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8072842314204255430-4929399285710639239?l=temorereverencia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/feeds/4929399285710639239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/livroos-cacadores-de-deus-tommy-tenney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4929399285710639239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8072842314204255430/posts/default/4929399285710639239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temorereverencia.blogspot.com/2011/04/livroos-cacadores-de-deus-tommy-tenney.html' title='Livro:Os caçadores de Deus-Tommy Tenney (parte 02)'/><author><name>Maryani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123913022295885204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym924VCX-bI/TewpCLrs5nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/El0js6miOtQ/s220/Mary%2B%253D%25291064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fN8BlAbv-fA/TbQ5Tx1xNvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/chECFN2w8nc/s72-c/Os%2Bca%25C3%25A7adores%2Bde%2BDeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8072842314204255430.post-7100305607460986164</id><published>2011-04-23T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:32:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro: Os caçadores de Deus-Tommy Tenney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89agEWL62eQ/TbLrR1QCL1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Z7TerZCqwec/s1600/imagesCAEYQSIY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598795978359582546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-89agEWL62eQ/TbLrR1QCL1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Z7TerZCqwec/s400/imagesCAEYQSIY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frases do livro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ele(Jesus) não vai transformar o mundo, antes que consiga nos transformar. Pois em nosso estado atual, não estamos em condições de abalar nada".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Senhor queremos somente a sua presença. Estamos tão famintos".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O Senhor quer vir, mas do Seu jeito, não do nosso".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Temos falsamente anunciando que há pão em nossa casa. Mas quando vem a fome, tudo que fazemos é sair em busca das poucas migalhas do avivamento passados".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Para onde foi o temor de Deus?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estou, constantemente, lendo sobre avivamento. Um dia desses, Deus me assegurou: "Filho, você esta lendo sobre isto porque não teve um experiência para escrever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O plano satânico consiste em nos manter tão cheios de lixo, que não tenhamos fome de Deus, e isto tem funcionado muito bem por séculos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Um dos primeiros passos para o avivamento real é reconhecer que você está em estado de decadência."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Senhor desperte em mim uma fome incontrolável." por Ti...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tenho orado para que haja uma mudnça na igreja, mas, oro, primeiramente par que Deus traga mudanças sobre cada um de nós individualmente".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O Senhor sabe que temos tentado facilitar o caminho para as pessoas virem a Ele através de uma graça barata e de um avivamento sem custo. Mas os efeitos desta barganha mal duram uma semana. Por quê? Tudo que proporcionamos às pessoas foi um encontro emocional com o homem, enquanto elas necessitavam de um encontro fatal com a glória e a presença de Deus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A hipocrisia nunca foi 'moda' na igreja de Deus, mas temos feito dela a tração principal em nossa 'versão' de igreja."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Precisamos retornar áquela simplicidade de nossa infância."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não podemos nos deixar levar pelo nosso intelecto matemático para não corrermos o risco de racionalizarmos os propósitos de Deus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando é que ouviremos a voz do Senhor a dizer: 'Há alguem aqui que tã-somente Me ame?' 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