<?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-37330891</id><updated>2012-02-15T20:51:36.870-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Um momento especial...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-1187433700466192163</id><published>2010-02-01T03:41:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T03:41:54.340-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/S2b2BBpQreI/AAAAAAAAACc/8aM9giKu46I/s1600-h/DSC04655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/S2b2BBpQreI/AAAAAAAAACc/8aM9giKu46I/s320/DSC04655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;Que sorrir faça parte do presente chamado agora. Que sorrir esteja entre suas prioridades do dia a dia. Infeliz daquele que nunca sorriu, pois é no sorriso que se esconde a cura para o mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-1187433700466192163?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/1187433700466192163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=1187433700466192163' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1187433700466192163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1187433700466192163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorrir.html' title='Sorrir...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/S2b2BBpQreI/AAAAAAAAACc/8aM9giKu46I/s72-c/DSC04655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-1406039967613932853</id><published>2010-01-02T10:27:00.003-12:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:35:30.679-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Boa noite a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Quem diria...depois de dois anos e quase dois meses estou eu aqui de volta escrevendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Quero desejar a todos vocês um lindo ano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Que 2010 faça despontar em cada ser um lindo sorriso e um pouco de ajuda ao próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Que este ano traga novas lutas, novas conquistas, novas vitórias, novas amizades, novos sentimentos...enfim tudo que há de melhor no universo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;E que ele possa sempre conspirar a nosso favor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bjkas a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-1406039967613932853?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/1406039967613932853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=1406039967613932853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1406039967613932853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1406039967613932853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-2010.html' title='Feliz 2010'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-6309627869101771534</id><published>2007-11-21T10:46:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:11:18.846-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Só queria estar...</title><content type='html'>Existem certos momentos em nossa vida onde tudo dá errado. Você consegue cometer os mesmos erros inúmeras vezes mesmo prestando a maior atenção do mundo ou achando que está.Existem certos segundos que parecem eternidades e existem horas que parecem segundos...&lt;br /&gt;É incrível perceber que a cada palavra, a cada gesto você sempre está assim: rodeado de pessoas mas só e triste... Tristeza passageira...solidão estranha. Um emaranhado de problemas mal resolvidos, uma quantidade finita de gotas que cabiam em um copo. É claro que sem perceber as gotas começam a transbordarem e ai é tarde demais apra procurar a saída ou até mesmo a solução...&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu ter em minhas mãos o poder de parar o tempo, resolver tudo e voltar a viver...O pior é saber que o melhor poder que é o de decisão, todos nós temos...sempre podemos optar por amar ou odiar, viver ou morrer, chorar ou sorrir, mas sempre assim, podemos tudo mas desde que estas coisa sejam opostas ou pareadas...nunca pensamos no meio termo, nunca o vimos e nunca o teremos...&lt;br /&gt;Se cada segundo de minha respiração fosse uma palavra a menos que eu escutasse...as pessoas nos falam as coisas com a plena convicção que é para o nosso bem. Sei q elas o querem sim...mas sem perceber nos afetam com suas certezas estranhas da vida, com suas certezas de que tudo que estamos fazendo está errado. Não falamos ou se falamos, seremos sempre os mesmos...Nunca teremos o poder de mudar ou ter a força de o fazer...Será q nunca vão mudar esta droga de rótulo que inventam de nosso ser?&lt;br /&gt;Você sempre é capaz de muitas coisas quando se torna interesse deles, agora caso contrário...se prepare...nunca espere uma palavra de conforto...Esqueça...Meu Deus, e eu aqui blasfemando mesmo sabendo que tú comandas minha vida, meu estágio terreno...Mas infelizmente estou tão triste que não consigo me empenhar e parar para me lembrar q não estou sozinha...&lt;br /&gt;Meu pai, protetor, me perdoe...Peço-te paciência e serenidade...Me chame de volta a cada vez que do caminho eu sair...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu consiga me acalmar e filtrar as palavras que entram em meu ser...Que elas não mais me acertem  e que eu tenha pleno controle sobre meu emocional...&lt;br /&gt;Fica comigo e me faça entender as milhares de confusões e os milhares de problemas que nós mesmos causamos, mesmo sabendo que existem situações muito piores do que  a nossa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-6309627869101771534?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/6309627869101771534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=6309627869101771534' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/6309627869101771534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/6309627869101771534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/11/s-queria-estar.html' title='Só queria estar...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-3591957893545712072</id><published>2007-07-22T06:55:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T07:05:01.359-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Pesqueiro e Pousada Maeda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dia 15/07/07 , domingo...e que domingo...Abençoado por Deus pelo tempo maravilhoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dia de festa, de descanso, de passeio...só assim para eu sair da minha cama ás 5:00 da manhã...rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E lá fomos nós para um lugar até então desconhecido...E lá chegando, nos deparamos simplesmente com um paraiso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esta foi a primeira volta de trem das várias que andamos...Demais...cada lugarzinho, cada ponto, cada atração...E ainda mais estando em tão boa companhia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090097921940276498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/RqOpF200RRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6GUHSBfZthQ/s400/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E olha esta foto...olha esta paisagem maravilhosa, ou melhor, olhem esta obra prima de Deus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090098372911842594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/RqOpgG00RSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IIhbq_aOwEI/s400/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-3591957893545712072?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/3591957893545712072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=3591957893545712072' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/3591957893545712072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/3591957893545712072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/07/pesqueiro-e-pousada-maeda.html' title='Pesqueiro e Pousada Maeda'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/RqOpF200RRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6GUHSBfZthQ/s72-c/DSC02582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-1305835515996929418</id><published>2007-06-24T07:17:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:28:00.087-12:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pequeno Príncipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Rn7EDb-UONI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RFiu6v7O6QA/s1600-h/0114desenho-messbrasil.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079712993048279250" style="FLOAT: left; 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"E foi então que apareceu a raposa: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Bom dia - disse a raposa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Bom dia - respondeu polidamente o principezinho que se voltou mas não viu nada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Eu estou aqui - disse a voz, debaixo da macieira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Quem és tu? - perguntou o principezinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Tu és bem bonita. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Sou uma raposa - disse a raposa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Vem brincar comigo - propôs o princípe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- estou tão triste... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Eu não posso brincar contigo - disse a raposa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Não me cativaram ainda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ah! Desculpa - disse o principezinho. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após uma reflexão, acrescentou: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- O que quer dizer "cativar" ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Tu não és daqui - disse a raposa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Que procuras? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Procuro amigos - disse. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Que quer dizer cativar? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- É uma coisa muito esquecida - disse a raposa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Significa "criar laços"... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Criar laços? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Exatamente. Tu não és para mim senão um garoto inteiramente igual a cem mil outros garotos. E eu não tenho necessidade de ti. E tu não tens necessidade de mim.Mas, se tu me cativas, nós teremos necessiddade um do outro. Serás pra mim o único no mundo. E eu serei para ti a única no mundo... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas a raposa voltou a sua idéia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Minha vida é monótona. E por isso eu me aborreço um pouco. Mas se tu me cativas, minha vida será como que cheia de sol. Conhecerei o barulho de passos que será diferente dos outros. Os outros me fazem entrar debaixo da terra. O teu me chamará para fora como música.E depois, olha! Vês, lá longe, o campo de trigo? Eu não como pão. O trigo para mim é inútil. Os campos de trigo não me lembram coisa alguma. E isso é triste! Mas tu tens cabelo cor de ouro. E então serás maravilhoso quando me tiverdes cativado. O trigo que é dourado fará lembrar-me de ti. E eu amarei o barulho do vento do trigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A raposa então calou-se e considerou muito tempo o príncipe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Por favor, cativa-me! - disse ela. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Bem quisera - disse o principe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- mas eu não tenho tempo. Tenho amigos a descobrir e mundos a conhecer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- A gente só conhece bem as coisas que cativou - disse a raposa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Os homens não tem tempo de conhecer coisa alguma. Compram tudo prontinho nas lojas. Mas como não existem lojas de amigos, os homens não têm mais amigos. Se tu queres uma amiga, cativa-me! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Os homens esqueceram a verdade - disse a raposa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mas tu não a deves esquecer. Tu te tornas eternamente responsável por aquilo que cativas." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupéry &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/37330891-1305835515996929418?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/1305835515996929418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=1305835515996929418' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1305835515996929418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1305835515996929418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-pequeno-prncipe.html' title='O Pequeno Príncipe'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Rn7EDb-UONI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RFiu6v7O6QA/s72-c/0114desenho-messbrasil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-7400743858129043240</id><published>2007-06-09T08:58:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T09:00:06.835-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Aos Olhos do Pai - Diante do Trono</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos olhos do Pai você é uma obra prima que Deus planejou&lt;br /&gt;Com suas próprias mãos pintou&lt;br /&gt;A cor de sua pele, os seus cabelos desenhou&lt;br /&gt;Cada detalhe num toque de amor&lt;br /&gt;Você é linda demais, perfeita aos olhos do Pai&lt;br /&gt;Alguém igual a você não vi jamais&lt;br /&gt;Princesa Linda demais, perfeita aos olhos do Pai&lt;br /&gt;Alguem igual a você não vi jamais&lt;br /&gt;Aos olhos do Pai você é uma obra prima que Ele planejou&lt;br /&gt;Com suas próprias mãos pintou&lt;br /&gt;A cor de sua pele, os seus cabelos desenhou&lt;br /&gt;Cada detalhe num toque de amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca deixe alguem dizer, que não é querida&lt;br /&gt;Antes de você nascer, Deus sonhou com você&lt;br /&gt;Você é linda demais, perfeita aos olhos do Pai&lt;br /&gt;Alguém igual a você não vi jamais&lt;br /&gt;Princesa Linda demais, perfeita aos olhos do Pai&lt;br /&gt;Alguém igual a você não vi jamais&lt;br /&gt;Você é Linda demais, perfeita aos olhos do Pai&lt;br /&gt;Alguém igual a você não vi jamais&lt;br /&gt;Princesa, aos olhos do Pai&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/37330891-7400743858129043240?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/7400743858129043240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=7400743858129043240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/7400743858129043240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/7400743858129043240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/06/aos-olhos-do-pai-diante-do-trono.html' title='Aos Olhos do Pai - Diante do Trono'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-660773416411833511</id><published>2007-06-08T03:09:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:22:04.947-12:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Are Possible - Hillsong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem comentários...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tudo posso naquele que me fortalece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;"Espera no SENHOR, anima-te, e ele fortalecerá o teu coração; espera, pois, no SENHOR." - SL. 27:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almighty God my redeemer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My hiding place my safe refuge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No other name like Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No power can stand against You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My feet are planted on this rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will not be shaken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My hope it comes from You alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lord and my salvation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your praise is always on my lips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your word is living in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will praise You with a new song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul will bless You Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You fill my life with greater joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes I delight myself in You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will praise You with a new song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul will bless You Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I am weak, you make me strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I'm poor, I know I'm rich for in the power of Your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All things are possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All things are possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All things are possible&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/37330891-660773416411833511?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/660773416411833511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=660773416411833511' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/660773416411833511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/660773416411833511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-things-are-possible-hillsong.html' title='All Things Are Possible - Hillsong'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-6828126649897799101</id><published>2007-06-04T09:08:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T09:24:05.457-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus diz tudo o que a gente quer ouvir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após um naufrágio, o único sobrevivente agradeceu a Deus por estar vivo e ter conseguido se agarrar a parte dos destroços para poder ficar boiando.Este único sobrevivente foi parar em uma pequena ilha desabitada, fora de qualquer rota de navegação, mas ele agradeceu novamente.Com muita dificuldade e restos dos destroços, ele conseguiu montar um pequeno abrigo para que pudesse se proteger do sol, da chuva, de animais e, também para guardar seus poucos pertences.E, como sempre, agradeceu, nos dias seguintes, a cada alimento que conseguia caçar ou colher, ele agradecia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No entanto, um dia quando voltava da busca por alimentos, ele encontrou o seu abrigo em chamas, envolto em altas nuvens de fumaça.Terrivelmente desesperado, ele gritava chorando:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- O pior aconteceu! Perdi tudo!Deus, por que fizeste isso comigo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorou tanto, que adormeceu profundamente cansado.No dia seguinte bem cedo,foi despertado pelo som de um navio que se aproximava.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Viemos resgatá-lo, disseram.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Como souberam que eu estava aqui? perguntou ele.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Nós vimos o seu sinal de fumaça!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É comum sentirmo-nos desencorajados e até mesmo desesperados, quando as coisas vão mal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas, Deus age em nosso benefício, esmo nos momentos de dor e sofrimento.Lembre-se:Se algum dia o seu único abrigo estiver em chamas, esse pode ser o sinal de fumaça que fará chegar até você a Graça Divina. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para cada pensamento negativo nosso, Deus tem uma resposta positiva para nos dar. Você diz: Isso é impossível.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Tudo é possível. (Lucas 18:27)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Eu já estou cansado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu te darei o repouso. (Mateus 11:28-30)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Ninguém me ama de verdade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu te amo (João 3:16 e 13:34)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Não tenho condições.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Minha graça é suficiente. (II Coríntios 12:9)Você diz: Não vejo saída.Deus diz: Eu guiarei teus passos. (Provérbios 3:5-6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Eu não posso fazer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Você pode fazer tudo. (Filipenses 4:13)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Dói...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu te livrarei da angústia. (Salmos 90:15)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Não vale a pena.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Tudo vale a pena. (Romanos 8:28)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Eu não mereço perdão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu te perdôo. (I Epistola de São João 1:9 e Romanos 4:19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Não vou conseguir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu suprirei todas as tuas necessidades. (Filipenses 4:19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Estou com medo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu não te dei um espírito com medo. (II Timóteo 1:7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Estou sempre frustrado e preocupado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Confiai-me todas as tuas preocupações. (I Pedro 5:7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Eu não tenho talento suficiente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu te dou sabedoria. (I Coríntios 1:30)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você diz: Não tenho fé.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu dei, a cada um, uma medida de fé. (Romanos 12:3)Você diz: Eu me sinto só e desamparado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus diz: Eu nunca te deixarei nem desampararei. (Hebreus 13:5)&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/37330891-6828126649897799101?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/6828126649897799101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=6828126649897799101' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/6828126649897799101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/6828126649897799101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/06/deus-diz-tudo-o-que-gente-quer-ouvir.html' title='Deus diz tudo o que a gente quer ouvir...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-1049027889169467752</id><published>2007-06-02T01:03:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:36:23.209-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração Refeito</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DEUS SABE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Há momentos muito difíceis, que parecem insuperáveis, enriquecidos de problemas e dores que se prolongam, intermináveis, ignorados pelos mais próximos afetos, mas que Deus sabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Muitas vezes te sentirás à borda de precipícios profundos, em desespero, e por todos abandonado. No entanto, não te encontrarás a sós, porque, no teu suplício, Deus sabe o que te acontece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Injustiçado,estigma de calúnias destruidoras, quando, experimentando incomum angústia, estás a ponto de desertar da luta, confia mais um pouco, e espera, porque Deus sabe a razão do que te ocorre. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vitimado por cruel surpresa do destino, que te impossibilita levar adiante os planos bem formulados, não te rebeles, entregando-te à desesperação, porque Deus sabe que assim é melhor para ti. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crucificado nas traves ocultas de enfermidade pertinaz, cuja causa ninguém detecta, a fim de minimizar-lhe as conseqüências, ora e aguarda ainda um pouco, porque Deus sabe que ela vem para tua felicidade. Deus sabe tudo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basta que te deixes conduzir por Ele, e sintonizado com a Sua misericórdia e sabedoria, busca realizar o melhor, assinalando o teu caminho com as pegadas de luz, características de quemse entregou a Deus e em Deus progride.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&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/37330891-1049027889169467752?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/1049027889169467752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=1049027889169467752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1049027889169467752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/1049027889169467752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/06/corao-refeito.html' title='Coração Refeito'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-7451455893256280945</id><published>2007-04-21T04:06:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T03:05:49.619-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Rio3cZmr02I/AAAAAAAAAAM/eKD9aMTPk0I/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vida é confusa, o tempo instável. Como entender o que falam pra gente a cada segundo, como?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma hora está tudo bem, em outra já era tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em um segundo a vida parece mágica e em outro segundo parece pesadelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se não fosse Deus em minha vida estaria eu desorientada. As feridas foram fundas, mas elas apenas latejam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dai-me paciência para aceitar as coisas que não posso alterar e serenidade para mudar as que devem ser mudadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deus eu te amo e tu estás presente em minha vida. ÁS vezes não entendo muito seus propósitos para mim, brigo e pronuncio nomes que não deveria. Mas logo o senhor acalma meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dai-me forças para levantar e continuar a caminhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-7451455893256280945?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/7451455893256280945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=7451455893256280945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/7451455893256280945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/7451455893256280945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/04/saudade.html' title='Saudade...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-116939965734965738</id><published>2007-01-21T04:59:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T05:17:50.626-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Um novo ciclo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4085/4191/1600/709978/DSC01713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4085/4191/320/531014/DSC01713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...Basta as penas que eu mesmo sinto de mim.Junto todas criou asas virou querubim.Sou da cor do tom, sabor e som que quiser ouvir.Sou calor, clarão e escuridão que te faz dormir.Quero mais, quero a paz que me prometeu.Volto atras se voltar atras assim como eu..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que a vida seja uma benção de Deus a cada segundo que respiro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que Deus te traga de volta assim como o vento o levou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que conpreendamos o sentido do tempo através de nossos medos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sejamos tudo e nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A partir de ontem aprenderemos a pronunciar palavras apagadas pelo tempo e rasuradas pelas lágrimas q borram a tinta ainda fresca de uma história mal traçada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou tudo e o nada...Sei ser feliz sem você do meu lado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não sei falar pro meu coração que não te amo mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei viver sozinha no meio de todos, mas não sei ficar sozinha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que a chuva apague o passado e traga a esperança que queremos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que os anjos de Deus estejam do nosso lado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivemos separados mas ligados...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivemos ligados por dentro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu coração será sempre seu e o seu será sempre meu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que Deus nos dê a chance de viver o presente e o futuro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juntos a cada respiro ...A cada sol que despontar no horizonte....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"...Só quero te lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;De quando a gente andava nas estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nas horas lindas que passamos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A gente só queria amar e amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E hoje eu tenho certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A nossa história não termina agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pois essa tempestade um dia vai acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando a chuva passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando o tempo abrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abra a janela e veja: eu sou o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu sou céu e mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu sou céu e fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E o meu amor é imensidão..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-116939965734965738?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116939965734965738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=116939965734965738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116939965734965738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116939965734965738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2007/01/um-novo-ciclo.html' title='Um novo ciclo...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-116563029555577190</id><published>2006-12-08T14:07:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:11:35.556-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha segunda família...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4085/4191/1600/121926/mocidade%20minha%20familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4085/4191/400/829873/mocidade%20minha%20familia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai que saudade de vocês...amo todos todos todos...até mesmo os que não puderam estar presentes neste dia...Ou mesmo a mãe né...que tava tirando fotu...fazer o que...e o Denny nem pra fazer uma levitação de máquina viu...que coisa...rs...Deus nos deu a oportunidade de nos reencontrarmos e agora cabe a nós fazer o resto...minha segunda família, parte da minha vida...Cada um de vocês é um raiozinhu deste belo sol que nasce toda manhã iluminando minha vida...Obrigada por tudo pessoal...&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/37330891-116563029555577190?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116563029555577190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=116563029555577190' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4085/4191/1600/amizade11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4085/4191/400/amizade11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A amizade é algo muito importante para todo ser...através de amigos, você aprende a viver em grupo... através dos amigos, você aprende a chorar, através dos amigos, você aprende a sorrir... Amizade é tudo e ao mesmo tempo nada, amizade é amor...&lt;br /&gt;A amizade completa a alma de uma pessoa....Amigos verdadeiros são raros...e quando encontramos temos de preservá-los...&lt;br /&gt;A todos meus amigos...&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo vocês!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-116329872712873174?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116329872712873174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=116329872712873174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116329872712873174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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real em meu viver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entregue sua vida e seus problemas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fale com deus, ele vai ajudar você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus te trouxe aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para aliviar os seus sofrimentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É ele o autor da fé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do princípio ao fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De todos os seus tormentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ainda se vier noites traiçoeiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se a cruz pesada for, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cristo estará contigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mundo pode até&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazer você chorar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas Deus te quer sorrindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seja qual for o seu problema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fale com Deus, ele vai ajudar você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após a dor vêm a alegria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus é amor e não te deixará sofrer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus te trouxe aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para aliviar os seus sofrimentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É ele o autor da fé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do princípio ao fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De todos os seus tormentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ainda se vier noites traiçoeiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se a cruz pesada for, Cristo estará contigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o mundo pode até&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazer você chorar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas Deus te quer sorrindo"&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/37330891-116319707260562343?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116319707260562343/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-116313105455885993</id><published>2006-11-09T15:47:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:57:34.580-12:00</updated><title type='text'>PESSOA RARA: ÚNICA E EXCLUSIVAMENTE VOCÊ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;UAU... MAL COMECEI MEU BLOGGER E RELACHEI...COMO PODE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;MAS FAZER O QUE É AVIDA...UMA HORA ESTAMOS ALEGRES E OUTRAS HORAS ESTAMOS TRISTES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;MAS HJ ESTOU ALEGRE PORQUE VEJO QUE NO MUNDO EXISTEM PESSOAS MARAVILHOSAS QUE SÃO RARAS....PESSOAS ÚNICAS QUE NÃO SE REPETEM, EXISTEM APENAS UMA VEZ ASSIM COMO CADA UM DE NÓS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TODOS SOMOS ÚNICOS, ESPECIAIS A SUA MANEIRA...NADA DE FICAR REPARANDO COISAS EM OUTRA PESSOA QUE QUERIA PARA VOCÊ. APRENDA A CONVIVER COM VOCÊ MESMO E SE SENTIRÁ MUITO MAIS FELIZ....PORQUE SE CONHECENDO SABERÁ QUE VOCÊ É ESPECIAL E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;QUE POR SER ÚNICO....É O MELHOR...SEMPRE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;SOMOS SEMPRE O MELHOR QUANDO PROCURAMOS SER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"...Nenhum medo que possa enfrentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nem segredo que possa contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;TE ABALARÁ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;TUDO DEPENDE DA TUA FORÇA DE VONTADE TUDO DEPENDE ÚNICA E EXCLUSIVAMENTE DE UMA PESSOA...VOCÊ...SE VOCÊ CONFIAR E ACREDITAR, DEUS FARÁ A PARTE DELE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37330891-116313105455885993?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116313105455885993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=116313105455885993' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116313105455885993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116313105455885993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2006/11/pessoa-rara-nica-e-exclusivamente-voc.html' title='PESSOA RARA: ÚNICA E EXCLUSIVAMENTE VOCÊ...'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37330891.post-116295986128281461</id><published>2006-11-07T16:20:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:25:59.833-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Teste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bom dia a todos...agora saum exatamente 02:14 do dia 8/11/2006, horário de verão...e aqui está a primeira tentativa de criar um blog dedicado a momentos especiais...e olha que não são poucos...porque cada segundo bem vivido é um momento especial...então sejam todos bem vindos e aproveitem cada minuto da vida terrena para terem milhares de momentos especiais...Fiquem com Deus...&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/37330891-116295986128281461?l=tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/feeds/116295986128281461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37330891&amp;postID=116295986128281461' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116295986128281461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37330891/posts/default/116295986128281461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tvvummomentoespecial.blogspot.com/2006/11/teste.html' title='Teste'/><author><name>TVV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01822398908528136738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8YEkKEmIiLE/Sz_GouPh2AI/AAAAAAAAABk/pfzYrPUB8ok/S220/DSC05059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
