<?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-6442638289985685920</id><updated>2012-01-26T19:25:57.372Z</updated><title type='text'>Diário da Calitas</title><subtitle type='html'>"Eu e a minha casa serviremos ao Senhor"
Josué 24:15</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-1068557251051798156</id><published>2007-06-18T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:43:45.407Z</updated><title type='text'>A Tua Palavra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZhFgkaVjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5MFd9zhkYF4/s1600-h/tuapalavragifsprajesusgu1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077352377176708658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZhFgkaVjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5MFd9zhkYF4/s320/tuapalavragifsprajesusgu1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1 Filho meu, se aceitares as minhas palavras, e esconderes contigo os meus mandamentos, 2 Para fazeres o teu ouvido atento à sabedoria; e inclinares o teu coraçäo ao entendimento; 3 Se clamares por conhecimento, e por inteligência alçares a tua voz, 4 Se como a prata a buscares e como a tesouros escondidos a procurares, 5 Entäo entenderás o temor do SENHOR, e acharás o conhecimento de Deus. 6 Porque o SENHOR dá a sabedoria; da sua boca é que vem o conhecimento e o entendimento. 7 Ele reserva a verdadeira sabedoria para os retos. Escudo é para os que caminham na sinceridade, 8 Para que guardem as veredas do juízo. Ele preservará o caminho dos seus santos. 9 Entäo entenderás a justiça, o juízo, a eqüidade e todas as boas veredas. 10 Pois quando a sabedoria entrar no teu coraçäo, e o conhecimento for agradável à tua alma, 11 O bom siso te guardará e a inteligência te conservará; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Provérbios 2:1-11&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/6442638289985685920-1068557251051798156?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/1068557251051798156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=1068557251051798156' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1068557251051798156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1068557251051798156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/06/tua-palavra.html' title='A Tua Palavra'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZhFgkaVjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5MFd9zhkYF4/s72-c/tuapalavragifsprajesusgu1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-2371797732811581819</id><published>2007-06-18T10:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-18T10:29:58.851Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZemQkaVhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f4z-aWUe5MY/s1600-h/louve004gifsprajesus5tj.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077349641282541074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZemQkaVhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f4z-aWUe5MY/s320/louve004gifsprajesus5tj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-2371797732811581819?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/2371797732811581819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=2371797732811581819' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/2371797732811581819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/2371797732811581819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RnZemQkaVhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f4z-aWUe5MY/s72-c/louve004gifsprajesus5tj.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8186404534678637121</id><published>2007-06-10T09:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:53:41.818Z</updated><title type='text'>Este é o dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RmvIgQkaVgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bTc7Gv_z3R4/s1600-h/rel%C3%B3gio.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074369861692052994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RmvIgQkaVgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bTc7Gv_z3R4/s320/rel%C3%B3gio.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este é o dia...&lt;br /&gt;esta é a hora...&lt;br /&gt;Que fez o Senhor Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Alegre-se nele.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viva cada hora deste dia para louvar a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;"Grandes coisas fez o Senhor por nós e por isso estamos alegres."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-8186404534678637121?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8186404534678637121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8186404534678637121' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8186404534678637121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8186404534678637121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/06/este-o-dia.html' title='Este é o dia'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RmvIgQkaVgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bTc7Gv_z3R4/s72-c/rel%C3%B3gio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8289113038021483958</id><published>2007-05-24T10:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:46:34.179Z</updated><title type='text'>Entrego:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RlVs6DUBt9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/QaYu_pv4T-8/s1600-h/gse_multipart47561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068076700252878802" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RkEGbrHwglI/AAAAAAAAAHo/opzkQLs3cSA/s320/paraoutros_gifsprajesus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pro 3:5 Confia no Senhor de todo o teu coração, e não te estribes no teu próprio entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:6 Reconhece-o em todos os teus caminhos, e ele endireitará as tuas veredas.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:7 Não sejas sábio a teus próprios olhos; teme ao Senhor e aparta-te do mal.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:8 Isso será saúde para a tua carne; e refrigério para os teus ossos.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:9 Honra ao Senhor com os teus bens, e com as primícias de toda a tua renda;&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:10 assim se encherão de fartura os teus celeiros, e trasbordarão de mosto os teus lagares.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:11 Filho meu, não rejeites a disciplina do Senhor, nem te enojes da sua repreensão;&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:12 porque o Senhor repreende aquele a quem ama, assim como o pai ao filho a quem quer bem.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:13 Feliz é o homem que acha sabedoria, e o homem que adquire entendimento;&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:14 pois melhor é o lucro que ela dá do que o lucro da prata, e a sua renda do que o ouro.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:15 Mais preciosa é do que as jóias, e nada do que possas desejar é comparável a ela.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:16 Longura de dias há na sua mão direita; na sua esquerda riquezas e honra.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:17 Os seus caminhos são caminhos de delícias, e todas as suas veredas são paz.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:18 É árvore da vida para os que dela lançam mão, e bem-aventurado é todo aquele que a retém.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:19 O Senhor pela sabedoria fundou a terra; pelo entendimento estabeleceu o céu.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:20 Pelo seu conhecimento se fendem os abismos, e as nuvens destilam o orvalho.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:21 Filho meu, não se apartem estas coisas dos teus olhos: guarda a verdadeira sabedoria e o bom siso;&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:22 assim serão elas vida para a tua alma, e adorno para o teu pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:23 Então andarás seguro pelo teu caminho, e não tropeçará o teu pé.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:24 Quando te deitares, não temerás; sim, tu te deitarás e o teu sono será suave.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:25 Não temas o pavor repentino, nem a assolação dos ímpios quando vier.&lt;br /&gt;Pro 3:26 Porque o Senhor será a tua confiança, e guardará os teus pés de serem presos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-6794273092481492277?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/6794273092481492277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=6794273092481492277' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6794273092481492277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6794273092481492277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/05/confia-no-senhor.html' title='Confia no Senhor'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RkEGbrHwglI/AAAAAAAAAHo/opzkQLs3cSA/s72-c/paraoutros_gifsprajesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-4591524008165258226</id><published>2007-05-04T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:11:09.415Z</updated><title type='text'>Tudo tem o seu tempo determinado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjqHhrHwgkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4t0UW0-GyeI/s1600-h/Importante_ByCelia.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060506143884870210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjqHhrHwgkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4t0UW0-GyeI/s320/Importante_ByCelia.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Tudo tem a sua ocasião própria, e há tempo para todo o propósito debaixo do céu.&lt;br /&gt;2 Há tempo de nascer, e tempo de morrer; tempo de plantar, e tempo de arrancar o que se plantou;&lt;br /&gt;3 tempo de matar, e tempo de curar; tempo de derribar, e tempo de edificar;&lt;br /&gt;4 tempo de chorar, e tempo de rir; tempo de prantear, e tempo de dançar;&lt;br /&gt;5 tempo de espalhar pedras, e tempo de ajuntar pedras; tempo de abraçar, e tempo de abster-se de abraçar;&lt;br /&gt;6 tempo de buscar, e tempo de perder; tempo de guardar, e tempo de deitar fora;&lt;br /&gt;7 tempo de rasgar, e tempo de coser; tempo de estar calado, e tempo de falar;&lt;br /&gt;8 tempo de amar, e tempo de odiar; tempo de guerra, e tempo de paz.&lt;br /&gt;Bíblia, livro de Eclesiastes, CAPÍTULO 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6442638289985685920-4591524008165258226?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/4591524008165258226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=4591524008165258226' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4591524008165258226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4591524008165258226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/05/tudo-tem-o-seu-tempo-determinado.html' title='Tudo tem o seu tempo determinado'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjqHhrHwgkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4t0UW0-GyeI/s72-c/Importante_ByCelia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-2816153617399246255</id><published>2007-04-27T23:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:21:43.925Z</updated><title type='text'>Não há maior "Doce"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjKErbHwghI/AAAAAAAAAHI/30HqZaGACPQ/s1600-h/limpabyceliarc1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058251213040026130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjKErbHwghI/AAAAAAAAAHI/30HqZaGACPQ/s320/limpabyceliarc1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DEUS É COMO AÇÚCAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Certo dia, a professora, querendo saber se todos tinham estudado a lição solicitada, perguntou às crianças quem saberia explicar quem é Deus?&lt;br /&gt;Uma das crianças levantou o braço e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Deus é o nosso pai. Ele fez a terra, o mar e tudo que está nela, nos fez como filhos dele.&lt;br /&gt;A professora, querendo buscar mais respostas, foi mais longe:&lt;br /&gt;- Como vocês sabem que Deus existe, se nunca O viram?&lt;br /&gt;A sala ficou toda em silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Pedro, um menino muito tímido, levantou a mãozinha e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- A minha mãe me disse que Deus é como o açúcar no meu leite, que ela faz todas as manhãs. Eu não vejo o açúcar que está dentro da caneca no meio do leite, mas se ela tira, fica sem sabor. Deus existe, e está sempre no meio de nós, só que não O vemos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mas se Ele sair de perto, nossa vida fica sem sabor.&lt;br /&gt;A professora sorriu e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Muito bem, Pedro, eu ensinei muitas coisas a vocês, mas você me ensinou algo mais profundo que tudo o que eu já sabia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu agora sei que Deus é o nosso açúcar e que está todos os dias adoçando a nossa vida!&lt;br /&gt;Deu-lhe um beijo e saiu, surpresa, com a resposta daquela criança.&lt;br /&gt;A sabedoria não está no conhecimento, mas na vivência de DEUS em nossas vidas, pois teorias existem muitas, mas doçura como a de DEUS não existe ainda, nem mesmo nos melhores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;açúcares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um excelente fim-de-semana e não esqueça de colocar "AÇÚCAR" em sua vida.&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/6442638289985685920-2816153617399246255?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/2816153617399246255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=2816153617399246255' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/2816153617399246255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/2816153617399246255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-h-maior-doce.html' title='Não há maior &quot;Doce&quot;'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjKErbHwghI/AAAAAAAAAHI/30HqZaGACPQ/s72-c/limpabyceliarc1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-4143958919453891963</id><published>2007-04-27T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:13:22.887Z</updated><title type='text'>Seguidor de Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjJwWrHwgbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OEN8bhur_X8/s1600-h/_skiar_jesus_.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058228866325184946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjJwWrHwgbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OEN8bhur_X8/s320/_skiar_jesus_.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SEGUIDOR DE JESUS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Certo dia, o trem vinha entrando na estação, na plataforma o esperava um menino deficiente, de muletas. Era vendedor de frutas. Carregava em seu braço um cesto de mangas, que ia vender aos passageiros pelas janelas. Antes que o trem acabasse de parar, um negociante pulou dele para a plataforma. Sem querer, esbarrou no menino deficiente, este caiu e seu cesto virou espalhando as frutas pelo chão. O negociante estava preocupado com os negócios que o esperavam e ficou aborrecido com o pobrezinho, achando que ele estava atrapalhando a entrada e a saída dos viajantes e que deveria ser mandado embora pelas autoridades. Nem ao menos pensou em pedir desculpas ou ajudá-lo a se levantar.. Foi-se embora às pressas.&lt;br /&gt;Desceu do trem atrás dele, outro passageiro, este também tinha negócios importantes na cidade, entretanto, aqui estava uma pessoa triste e embaraçada, em uma situação difícil. Viu as frutas espalhadas, o menino, as lágrimas que enchiam seus olhos e a sua aflição. Pôs sua mala no chão e, sem dizer palavra, alguma, começou a ajuntar as frutas e colocá-las de novo no cesto. Quando acabou, ia-se embora, mas olhando de novo para o menino tão desanimado, sentiu compaixão dele, tirou do bolso alguns reais e colocou dentro do cesto. Pelas lágrimas, o menino viu isto e chamou o viajante que já estava saindo: -Senhor, ó senhor! -Quando este virou para ele, perguntou: -Será que o senhor é Jesus? -Não, não, eu não sou Jesus, porém sou um de seus seguidores. Enquanto estou viajando, procuro fazer as coisas que eu acho que Ele mesmo faria, se estivesse aqui na terra hoje!" (Nell P. Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Você é um seguidor de Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-4143958919453891963?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/4143958919453891963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=4143958919453891963' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4143958919453891963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4143958919453891963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/seguidor-de-jesus.html' title='Seguidor de Jesus'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RjJwWrHwgbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OEN8bhur_X8/s72-c/_skiar_jesus_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5440911535759463965</id><published>2007-04-23T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-23T10:18:58.937Z</updated><title type='text'>Quando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiyHDzr_x9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RVQxJwy3A6I/s1600-h/luzbiblia.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056564981114324946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiyHDzr_x9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RVQxJwy3A6I/s320/luzbiblia.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;QUANDO... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando o sonho se desfaz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus reconstroi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando se acabam as forças.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus renova! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando é inevitavel conter as lágrimas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Deus dá alegria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Quando não há mais amor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus o faz nascer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando parece ser o final... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus dá novo começo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Quando a maldiçao é certa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Deus a transforma! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando não temos nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus nos dá tudo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando alguém diz não somos nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deus diz que somos mais que vencedores! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando o caminho se torna dificil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Deus nos carrega no colo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quando você diz: não vou conseguir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Deus diz: não temas pois estou contigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-5440911535759463965?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5440911535759463965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5440911535759463965' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5440911535759463965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5440911535759463965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/quando.html' title='Quando'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiyHDzr_x9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RVQxJwy3A6I/s72-c/luzbiblia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5651167247888209723</id><published>2007-04-20T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:02:04.844Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom fim-de-semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RilF2Dr_x8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/R7C0VgaZ1PY/s1600-h/amor_constroi_gifsprajesus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055648851705186242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RilF2Dr_x8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/R7C0VgaZ1PY/s320/amor_constroi_gifsprajesus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queridas amigas bom fim-de-semana a todas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijinhos Grandes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6442638289985685920-5651167247888209723?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5651167247888209723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5651167247888209723' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5651167247888209723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5651167247888209723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/bom-fim-de-semana.html' title='Bom fim-de-semana'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RilF2Dr_x8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/R7C0VgaZ1PY/s72-c/amor_constroi_gifsprajesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8079240871016768379</id><published>2007-04-19T08:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:58:56.384Z</updated><title type='text'>Só CRISTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RicvRzr_x4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DwY-JISvjfk/s1600-h/BOMDIAURSINHOMARGARIDAS.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055061089725695874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RicvRzr_x4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DwY-JISvjfk/s320/BOMDIAURSINHOMARGARIDAS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SÓ CRISTO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Só há salvação no Nome de Jesus. Só Jesus é suficiente para salvar. So Ele é o Senhor e Salvador! Atos 4:12 – &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“E naõ há salvação em nenhum outro; porque abaixo do céu não existe nenhum outro nome, dado entre os homens, pelo qual importa que sejamos salvos.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SÓ A GRAÇA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Pela graça somos salvos. Não é por obras. A graça é suficiente para a salvação. Efésios 2:8 – &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“Porque pela graça sois salvos, mediante a fé; e isto não vem de vós; é dom de Deus; não de obras, para que ninguém se glorie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SÓ A FÉ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Só a fé nos faz entender a nova vida em Cristo. A fé é um dom de Deus. Hebreus 11:1 e 6a – “&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ora, a fé é a certeza de coisas que se esperam, a convicção de factos que se não vêem. De facto, sem fé é impossível agradar a Deus.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;SÓ AS ESCRITURAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - A suficiência da Palavra de Deus, a Bíblia, nos revela a vontade de Deus para as nossas vidas. Romanos 10:8-9 – &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“A palavra está perto de ti, na tua boca e no teu coração; isto é, a palavra da fé que pregamos. Se, com tua boca, confessares Jesus como Senhor e, com teu coração creres que Deus o ressuscitou dentre os mortos, serás salvo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo isto é muito importante. Precisamos resgatar estas verdades para vivermos uma vida que agrade a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-8079240871016768379?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8079240871016768379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8079240871016768379' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8079240871016768379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8079240871016768379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/s-cristo.html' title='Só CRISTO'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RicvRzr_x4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DwY-JISvjfk/s72-c/BOMDIAURSINHOMARGARIDAS.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5276007682232225998</id><published>2007-04-18T08:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:09:58.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Levantemos nossas mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiXere9J99I/AAAAAAAAAFM/eN5Lx1M94kQ/s1600-h/menina.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054690995418560466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiXere9J99I/AAAAAAAAAFM/eN5Lx1M94kQ/s320/menina.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Assim eu te bendirei enquanto viver;&lt;br /&gt;em teu nome levantarei as minhas mãos"&lt;br /&gt;(Salmos 63:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Certo casal, em um dia de descanso, levou o filho de 11 anos e a filha de 7 anos para conhecer as Cavernas Carlsbad. Como de costume, quando os turistas alcançaram o ponto mais fundo da caverna, o guia desligou todas as luzes para que todos pudessem sentir o quanto era escuro e silencioso abaixo da superfície da terra. A pequena menina, vendo-se, de repente,envolta em total escuridão, ficou assustada e começou a chorar. Imediatamente o seu irmão falou: "Não chore, há alguém aqui que sabe ligar as luzes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em um sentido real, esta é a mensagem do Evangelho:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A luz está disponível, mesmo quando as trevas parecem nos oprimirem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos de nós já passamos por momentos semelhantes. Sentimo-nos como que mergulhados no fundo de um poço, envoltos em trevas e sem qualquer vislumbre de luz. O silêncio ao redor é apavorante. Por mais que busquemos uma voz amiga com uma palavra de estímulo ou uma mão estendida para nos trazer de volta à superfície, não encontramos nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de, às vezes, não percebermos, a luz está bem próximade nós. Basta levantar uma de nossas mãos e a alcançaremos. Ela não somente iluminará o ambiente escuro em que nosencontramos como também todo o nosso caminho dali para afrente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não precisamos mais andar em trevas ou aflições. O medo será deixado de lado. Andaremos de braços dados com a confiança e a fé e a esperança serão parceiras de todas as horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta levantar uma das mãos, para ligar a luz, para receber o perdão, para encontrar a paz e a alegria, para receber Jesus no coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-5276007682232225998?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5276007682232225998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5276007682232225998' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5276007682232225998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5276007682232225998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/levantemos-nossas-mos.html' title='Levantemos nossas mãos'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RiXere9J99I/AAAAAAAAAFM/eN5Lx1M94kQ/s72-c/menina.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-3405907441890053914</id><published>2007-04-13T09:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:52:55.419Z</updated><title type='text'>Gratidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh9SAXzMOuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rKzn0DENRcs/s1600-h/gratid%C3%A3o.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052847473275189986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh9SAXzMOuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rKzn0DENRcs/s320/gratid%C3%A3o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O homem por detrás do balcão olhava a rua de forma distraída.Uma garotinha se aproximou da loja e amassou o narizinho contra o vidro da vitrine. Os olhos da cor do céu, brilhavam quando viu um determinado objeto. Entrou na loja e pediu para ver o colar de turquesa azul.- É para minha irmã. Pode fazer um pacote bem bonito?, diz ela.O dono da loja olhou desconfiado para a garotinha e lhe perguntou:- Quanto de dinheiro você tem?Sem hesitar, ela tirou do bolso da saia um lenço todo amarradinho e foi desfazendo os nós. Colocou-o sobre o balcão e feliz, disse:-Isso dá?Eram apenas algumas moedas que ela exibia orgulhosa.- Sabe, quero dar este presente para minha irmã mais velha. Desde que morreu nossa mãe ela cuida da gente e não tem tempo para ela. É aniversário dela e tenho certeza que ficará feliz com o colar que é da cor de seus olhos.O homem foi para o interior da loja, colocou o colar em um estojo, embrulhou com um vistoso papel vermelho e fez um laço caprichado com uma fita verde.- Tome! disse para a garota. Leve com cuidado.Ela saiu feliz saltitando pela rua abaixo. Ainda não acabara o dia quando uma linda jovem de cabelos loiros e maravilhosos olhos azuis adentrou a loja. Colocou sobre o balcão o já conhecido embrulho desfeito e indagou:- Este colar foi comprado aqui?- Sim senhora.- E quanto custou?- Ah!, falou o dono da loja. O preço de qualquer produto da minha loja é sempre um assunto confidencial entre o vendedor e o cliente.A moça continuou: "Mas minha irmã tinha somente algumas moedas! O colar é verdadeiro, não é? Ela não teria dinheiro para pagá-lo!"O homem tomou o estojo, refez o embrulho com extremo carinho, colocou a fita e o devolveu à jovem.- Ela pagou o preço mais alto que qualquer pessoa pode pagar. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELA DEU TUDO O QUE TINHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.O silêncio encheu a pequena loja e duas lágrimas rolaram pela face emocionada da jovem enquanto suas mãos tomavam o pequeno embrulho. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;"Verdadeira doação é dar-se por inteiro, sem restrições. Gratidão de quem ama não coloca limites para os gestos de ternura. Seja sempre grato, mas não espere pelo reconhecimento de ninguém. Gratidão com amor não apenas aquece quem recebe, como reconforta quem oferece."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6442638289985685920-3405907441890053914?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/3405907441890053914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=3405907441890053914' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/3405907441890053914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/3405907441890053914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/gratido.html' title='Gratidão'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh9SAXzMOuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rKzn0DENRcs/s72-c/gratid%C3%A3o.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-464874123603081651</id><published>2007-04-12T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:00:46.115Z</updated><title type='text'>A vida eterna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh4QQ3zMOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_zjyups0jM0/s1600-h/polly-+jo%C3%A3o+3,36.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052493713998887634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh4QQ3zMOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_zjyups0jM0/s320/polly-+jo%C3%A3o+3,36.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joh 3:17 Porque Deus enviou o seu Filho ao mundo, não para que julgasse o mundo, mas para que o mundo fosse salvo por ele.&lt;br /&gt;Joh 3:18 Quem crê nele não é julgado; mas quem não crê, já está julgado; porquanto não crê no nome do unigênito Filho de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Joh 3:19 E o julgamento é este: A luz veio ao mundo, e os homens amaram antes as trevas que a luz, porque as suas obras eram más.&lt;br /&gt;Joh 3:20 Porque todo aquele que faz o mal aborrece a luz, e não vem para a luz, para que as suas obras não sejam reprovadas.&lt;br /&gt;Joh 3:21 Mas quem pratica a verdade vem para a luz, a fim de que seja manifesto que as suas obras são feitas em Deus. &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/6442638289985685920-464874123603081651?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/464874123603081651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=464874123603081651' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/464874123603081651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/464874123603081651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/vida-eterna.html' title='A vida eterna'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rh4QQ3zMOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_zjyups0jM0/s72-c/polly-+jo%C3%A3o+3,36.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-4494866496881032415</id><published>2007-04-11T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:51:10.117Z</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhzKfnzMOsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xSFSyaEYycA/s1600-h/amanhecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052135526611303106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhzKfnzMOsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xSFSyaEYycA/s320/amanhecer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero nascer de novo cada dia que nasce.Quero ser outra vez novo, puro, cristalino.Quero lavar-me, cada manhã, do homem velho, da poeira velha, das palavras gastas, dos gestos rituais.Quero reviver a primeira manhã da criação, o primeiro abrir dos olhos para a vida.Quero que cada manhã, a alma desabroche do sono como a rosa do botão e, surja como a aurora do oceano, ao sorriso dos teus lábios, ao gesto de tua mão.Quero me engrinaldar para a festa renovada com que cada dia nos convida a desdobrar as asas como a águia em demanda do sol.Quero crer, a cada nova aurora, que esta é a definitiva, a do encontro com a felicidade, a da permanência assegurada, a de teu sim definitivo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chico Xavier)&lt;br /&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/6442638289985685920-4494866496881032415?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/4494866496881032415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=4494866496881032415' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4494866496881032415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4494866496881032415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/amanhecer.html' title='Amanhecer'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhzKfnzMOsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xSFSyaEYycA/s72-c/amanhecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-4494935098054436639</id><published>2007-04-10T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:39:00.089Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv1wnzMOrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pTZw5QQVEeU/s1600-h/c%C3%A3o+a+cheirar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051901622692362930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv1wnzMOrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pTZw5QQVEeU/s320/c%C3%A3o+a+cheirar.gif" border="0" /&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/6442638289985685920-4494935098054436639?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/4494935098054436639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=4494935098054436639' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4494935098054436639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/4494935098054436639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_6402.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv1wnzMOrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pTZw5QQVEeU/s72-c/c%C3%A3o+a+cheirar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5388971953556146483</id><published>2007-04-10T20:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:34:28.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv0hHzMOqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s7OiBIbdfE4/s1600-h/beijo10.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051900256892762786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv0hHzMOqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s7OiBIbdfE4/s320/beijo10.gif" border="0" /&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/6442638289985685920-5388971953556146483?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5388971953556146483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5388971953556146483' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5388971953556146483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5388971953556146483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/beijo.html' title='Beijo'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rhv0hHzMOqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s7OiBIbdfE4/s72-c/beijo10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-9171099265541455266</id><published>2007-04-10T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T11:36:39.985Z</updated><title type='text'>O Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtWI3zMOoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-PaPC3cCRew/s1600-h/o+amor+n%C3%A3o+falha.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051726117443746434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtWI3zMOoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-PaPC3cCRew/s320/o+amor+n%C3%A3o+falha.gif" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1Co 13:1 Ainda que eu falasse as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, e não tivesse amor, seria como o metal que soa ou como o címbalo que retine.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:2 E ainda que tivesse o dom de profecia, e conhecesse todos os mistérios e toda a ciência, e ainda que tivesse toda fé, de maneira tal que transportasse os montes, e não tivesse amor, nada seria.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:3 E ainda que distribuísse todos os meus bens para sustento dos pobres, e ainda que entregasse o meu corpo para ser queimado, e não tivesse amor, nada disso me aproveitaria.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:4 O amor é sofredor, é benigno; o amor não é invejoso; o amor não se vangloria, não se ensoberbece,&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:5 não se porta inconvenientemente, não busca os seus próprios interesses, não se irrita, não suspeita mal;&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:6 não se regozija com a injustiça, mas se regozija com a verdade;&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:7 tudo sofre, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:8 &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O amor jamais acaba&lt;/span&gt;; mas havendo profecias, serão aniquiladas; havendo línguas, cessarão; havendo ciência, desaparecerá;&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:9 porque, em parte conhecemos, e em parte profetizamos;&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:10 mas, quando vier o que é perfeito, então o que é em parte será aniquilado.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:11 Quando eu era menino, pensava como menino; mas, logo que cheguei a ser homem, acabei com as coisas de menino.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:12 Porque agora vemos como por espelho, em enigma, mas então veremos face a face; agora conheço em parte, mas então conhecerei plenamente, como também sou plenamente conhecido.&lt;br /&gt;1Co 13:13 Agora, pois, permanecem a fé, a esperança, o amor, estes três; mas o maior destes é o amor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Coríntios 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-9171099265541455266?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/9171099265541455266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=9171099265541455266' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/9171099265541455266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/9171099265541455266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_10.html' title='O Amor'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtWI3zMOoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-PaPC3cCRew/s72-c/o+amor+n%C3%A3o+falha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-6634377415671047146</id><published>2007-04-10T08:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:01:32.259Z</updated><title type='text'>Ser amigo é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtRinzMOlI/AAAAAAAAADw/0GzvILM-XAs/s1600-h/seramigo+%C3%A9.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051721062267238994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtRinzMOlI/AAAAAAAAADw/0GzvILM-XAs/s320/seramigo+%C3%A9.gif" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtRinzMOlI/AAAAAAAAADw/0GzvILM-XAs/s1600-h/seramigo+%C3%A9.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-6634377415671047146?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/6634377415671047146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=6634377415671047146' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6634377415671047146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6634377415671047146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/ser-amigo.html' title='Ser amigo é...'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhtRinzMOlI/AAAAAAAAADw/0GzvILM-XAs/s72-c/seramigo+%C3%A9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-6436368942449493266</id><published>2007-04-05T01:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:46:12.932Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhRT6XK4FqI/AAAAAAAAADg/mtm3bSghP6w/s1600-h/felizpascoa_gifsprajesus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049753344306321058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhRT6XK4FqI/AAAAAAAAADg/mtm3bSghP6w/s320/felizpascoa_gifsprajesus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Muitas amêndoas, muitos ovinhos de chocolate tudo de bom é o que desejo a todos, lembrem-se do verdadeiro sentido da Páscoa, Jesus ressuscitou. Aleluia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-6436368942449493266?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/6436368942449493266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=6436368942449493266' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6436368942449493266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6436368942449493266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/muitas-amndoas-muitos-ovinhos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhRT6XK4FqI/AAAAAAAAADg/mtm3bSghP6w/s72-c/felizpascoa_gifsprajesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8445436623411427458</id><published>2007-04-05T01:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T13:11:40.324Z</updated><title type='text'>Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hoje fui desafiada por uma amiga que também é minha cunhada, a Anita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;,(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amorfraternal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.amorfraternal.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; a responder a algumas perguntas de modo a ficarem a conhecer-me melhor. Este desafio tem sido colocado a várias pessoas e a verdade é que aos poucos vamos conhecendo melhor quem está por de trás deste visor. Então aqui vão as perguntas e as respostas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1 - Quem admiras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Admiro bastante a minha “mãe" pelo seu amor incondicional sem esperar nada em troca. Também admiro os médicos e todos aqueles que se interessam por ajudar os outros. Também tenho admiração pelos Missionários. Admiro as pessoas boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2- O que faço nas horas vagas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nas horas vagas gosto de passear, ir ao cinema e de fazer trabalhos manuais, tais como pintura, gosto de pintar imensas coisas até a casa se for preciso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3- Características que mais gosto em mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sou persistente e quando quero uma coisa não descanso enquanto não a alcanço, seja ela de nível material ou sentimental, geralmente consigo o que quero. Sou muito amiga do meu amigo ao ponto de tirar de mim para dar aos outros, o meu dom é servir os outros. Gosto muito de “dar” sem esperar o “receber” .Quando alguém me faz mal não sou rancorosa nem odiosa mas passo a ignorar ou desprezar essa pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4- Defeito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teimosa, mas teimosia também é uma qualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5- O que não suporto nos outros?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mentira , falsidade e hipocrisia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6- Um medo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Não é bem medo mas sim um grande respeito pelo fogo e pelas cheias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7- Uma lembrança de infância?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Os bons momentos em família sobretudo quando viajávamos, havia sempre histórias para recordar, tais como uma delas o meu pai a dançar ballet em collans no quarto do hotel e os outros a rirem que nem uns perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8- Uma mania?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mania das mudanças, volta e meia gosto de mudar a casa, sou do tipo "Querido mudei a casa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;9- Uma viagem inesquecível?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Viagem à Madeira, não só pela sua beleza mas também porque foi o meu baptismo de voo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10- Um homem famoso fisicamente bonito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O meu marido. Claro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11- Livro de cabeceira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A Bíblia, sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;12- A canção da minha vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;São muitas e por isso não vou citar nenhuma em especial. Adoro ouvir música em casa no trabalho e no carro, não dispenso uma viagem sem ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;13- Sou péssima quando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando tentam fazer pouco de mim, sou pequena mas não deixo que me pisem, tenho a minha personalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;14- Sou boa a....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cuidar dos meus filhos marido e dos outros, gosto que nada lhes falte. Gosto de cozinhar , comida de garfo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;15- Desafio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vou desafiar 3 amigos, uma delas para além de amigo é meu irmão e espero que aceitem o desafio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ricdores.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.ricdores.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sofia – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soffss.blog.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.soffss.blog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tininha –&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.tinocalaroca.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos espero não vos ter desiludido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beijinhos e que Deus vos abençoe.&lt;br /&gt;Calitas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-8445436623411427458?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8445436623411427458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8445436623411427458' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8445436623411427458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8445436623411427458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/desafio.html' title='Desafio'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8987993903894668671</id><published>2007-04-04T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-04T10:50:13.574Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhOCWnK4FmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2VpFcAqUSM/s1600-h/venceu_gifsprajesus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049522932195792482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhOCWnK4FmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2VpFcAqUSM/s400/venceu_gifsprajesus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-8987993903894668671?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8987993903894668671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8987993903894668671' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8987993903894668671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8987993903894668671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RhOCWnK4FmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2VpFcAqUSM/s72-c/venceu_gifsprajesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-4631191295820804755</id><published>2007-03-30T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:23:35.330Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia amigas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgzWDwCtTBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mRYhfR-Tar4/s1600-h/meucantinhodapazbutton6uf.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047644642299694098" style="WIDTH: 272px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="168" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgxclwCtS7I/AAAAAAAAACE/rPDT1hwVXzY/s320/Anjinho+com+pombinha" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Por isso vos digo: Não andeis cuidadosos quanto à vossa vida, pelo que haveis de comer ou pelo haveis de beber; nem, quanto ao vosso corpo, pelo que haveis de vestir. Não é a vida mais do que o mantimento, e o corpo mais do que o vestido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Olhai para as aves do céu, que nem semeiam, nem segam, nem ajuntam em celeiros; e vosso Pai celestial as alimenta . Não tendes vós muito mais valor do que elas"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;                                                             Mateus 6:25-26&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/6442638289985685920-8771782596583098097?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8771782596583098097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8771782596583098097' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8771782596583098097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8771782596583098097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/sermo-da-montanha.html' title='Sermão da montanha'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgxclwCtS7I/AAAAAAAAACE/rPDT1hwVXzY/s72-c/Anjinho+com+pombinha' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-1716590521343120655</id><published>2007-03-30T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:32:50.562Z</updated><title type='text'>Amigos verdadeiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgxaTwCtS6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/LMgxZlSMma4/s1600-h/Amigo+n%C3%A3o+se+troca"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047508577735756706" style="WIDTH: 416px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgxaTwCtS6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/LMgxZlSMma4/s320/Amigo+n%C3%A3o+se+troca" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6442638289985685920-1716590521343120655?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/1716590521343120655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=1716590521343120655' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1716590521343120655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1716590521343120655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/amigos-verdadeiros.html' title='Amigos verdadeiros'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgxaTwCtS6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/LMgxZlSMma4/s72-c/Amigo+n%C3%A3o+se+troca' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-1379773974185698559</id><published>2007-03-27T09:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:31:58.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Oração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgjkWc9SPQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sVXZRYf5ob0/s1600-h/ia_salmo34_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046534456850136322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgjkWc9SPQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sVXZRYf5ob0/s320/ia_salmo34_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Pássaro E A Oração&lt;br /&gt;Você já viu um passarinho dormindo num galho ou num fio, sem cair? Como é que ele consegue isso? Se nós tentássemos dormir assim, iríamos cair e quebrar o pescoço.O segredo está nos tendões das pernas do passarinho. Eles são construídos de forma que, quando o joelho está dobrado, o pezinho segura firmemente qualquer coisa. Os pés não irão soltar aquela coisa até que ele desdobre o joelho para voar. O joelho dobrado é o que dá ao passarinho a força para segurar qualquer coisa.É uma maravilha, não é? Que desenho incrível que o Criador fez para segurar o passarinho. Mas, não é tão diferente em nós. Quando nosso “galho” na vida fica precário, quando tudo está ameaçado de cair, a maior segurança, a maior estabilidade nos vem de um joelho dobrado - dobrado em oração.&lt;/strong&gt; Salmo 34:15-18. - Harvest Field of the Dakotas, Jack Outhier, Editor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje oro pela operação ao coração da mãe do João da Graça, nossos irmãos em Cristo Jesus, que está neste momento a realizar-se, Oro pelo seu "Galho" pela sua vida, Que Deus dê sabedoria ao meu amigo Dr. José Neves".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-1379773974185698559?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/1379773974185698559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=1379773974185698559' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1379773974185698559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/1379773974185698559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/orao.html' title='Oração'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-7003201474181348529?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/7003201474181348529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=7003201474181348529' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/7003201474181348529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/7003201474181348529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/tiago-15.html' title='Tiago 1:5'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RghmHs9SPPI/AAAAAAAAABs/BE2Oy8PHdho/s72-c/ia_tiago1_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-6013867243616699797</id><published>2007-03-26T23:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:44:45.449Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rgha3c9SPNI/AAAAAAAAABc/1ReVV93wK9A/s1600-h/isaias40_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046383291181186258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rgha3c9SPNI/AAAAAAAAABc/1ReVV93wK9A/s320/isaias40_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-6013867243616699797?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/6013867243616699797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=6013867243616699797' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6013867243616699797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/6013867243616699797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rgha3c9SPNI/AAAAAAAAABc/1ReVV93wK9A/s72-c/isaias40_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-7322266863611939619</id><published>2007-03-23T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:15:11.111Z</updated><title type='text'>Abre o teu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgOywe8pYDI/AAAAAAAAABM/FXEqBCqEdJ0/s1600-h/imagens.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045072553595985970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgOywe8pYDI/AAAAAAAAABM/FXEqBCqEdJ0/s320/imagens.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abre o teu coração, deixa o Senhor teu Deus entrar enquanto é tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Entrem pela porta estreita! Pois é larga a porta e espaçoso o caminho que vai dar à perdição e são muitas as pessoas que para ali se encaminham. Mas é estreita a porta e apertado o caminho que vai dar à vida eterna e são poucas as pessoas que o encontram."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mateus 7: 13-14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Queridos amigos um bom fim de semana com muito solinho e muito passeio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Beijinhos fofos.&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/6442638289985685920-7322266863611939619?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/7322266863611939619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=7322266863611939619' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/7322266863611939619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/7322266863611939619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/abre-o-teu-corao.html' title='Abre o teu coração'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgOywe8pYDI/AAAAAAAAABM/FXEqBCqEdJ0/s72-c/imagens.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5643840819462282623</id><published>2007-03-22T10:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:52:53.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom Dia Alegria!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgJeM-8pYBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6O8yr4LGgpc/s1600-h/tnlirio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044698109757186066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgJeM-8pYBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6O8yr4LGgpc/s320/tnlirio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chegou a época das flores,como é bonita a natureza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tenham um bom dia para todos e apreciem as coisas belas que Deus nos dá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6442638289985685920-5643840819462282623?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5643840819462282623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5643840819462282623' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5643840819462282623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5643840819462282623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/bom-dia-alegria.html' title='Bom Dia Alegria!'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgJeM-8pYBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6O8yr4LGgpc/s72-c/tnlirio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5358539994081224706</id><published>2007-03-22T01:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:55:16.012Z</updated><title type='text'>Deus tem a solução</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgHhGO8pYAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zf5n4tCHAMU/s1600-h/imagens.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044560554839597058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgHhGO8pYAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zf5n4tCHAMU/s320/imagens.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Porque pela graça sois salvos, por meio da fé, e isto não vem de vós, é dom de Deus; não vem das obras, para que ninguém se glorie"&lt;br /&gt;Efésios 2:8,9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nenhum ser humano pode jamais comprar ou adquirir, por mérito próprio, o seu relacionamento com Deus e a vida eterna.&lt;br /&gt;Se isso fosse possível Jesus não teria vindo e, muito menos, teria morrido na cruz. Foi o próprio Cristo que declarou abertamente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eu sou o caminho, a verdade e a vida. Ninguém vem ao Pai senão por mim"&lt;br /&gt;João 14:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/6442638289985685920-5358539994081224706?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5358539994081224706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5358539994081224706' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5358539994081224706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5358539994081224706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/deus-tem-soluo.html' title='Deus tem a solução'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/RgHhGO8pYAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zf5n4tCHAMU/s72-c/imagens.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-8588463238100044770</id><published>2007-03-20T10:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T10:19:18.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Assim manda o Senhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf-zCe8pX-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/DEMSxrH63LI/s1600-h/formigas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043946962926788578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf-zCe8pX-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/DEMSxrH63LI/s320/formigas.gif" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queridos amigos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenham um bom dia e que Deus os porteja.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijinhos da Calitas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&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/6442638289985685920-8588463238100044770?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/8588463238100044770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=8588463238100044770' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8588463238100044770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/8588463238100044770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/assim-manda-o-senhor.html' title='Assim manda o Senhor'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf-zCe8pX-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/DEMSxrH63LI/s72-c/formigas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-9014452393501812215</id><published>2007-03-20T01:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:47:05.587Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf887u8pX9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/POwkewHNTXw/s1600-h/boa+noite.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043817104590594002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf887u8pX9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/POwkewHNTXw/s320/boa+noite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6442638289985685920-9014452393501812215?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/9014452393501812215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=9014452393501812215' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/9014452393501812215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/9014452393501812215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf887u8pX9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/POwkewHNTXw/s72-c/boa+noite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-3639115595352831247</id><published>2007-03-19T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:10:40.218Z</updated><title type='text'>Hospital do Senhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf8XO4pxNUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pJLLFHslEEo/s1600-h/com+Jesus"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043775652171429186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf8XO4pxNUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pJLLFHslEEo/s320/com+Jesus" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fui ao &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hospital do Senhor&lt;/span&gt; para fazer exames de rotina e constatei que estava &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando Jesus mediu a minha tensão, verificou que estava baixa de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ternura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ao tirar a temperatura, o termómetro registou 40º de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Egoísmo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiz um electrocardiograma e diagnosticaram que eu necessitava de uma ponte de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;, pois as minhas veias estavam bloqueadas por não abastecerem o meu &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Coração Vazio&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ortopédicamente, tinha dificuldade de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Andar Lado a Lado&lt;/span&gt; e não conseguia &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Abraçar os Irmãos&lt;/span&gt;, por ter fracturado o braço ao tropeçar na minha &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vaidade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tinha miopia, constatada por &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Não Ver Além das Aparências&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Queixei-me de não poder ouvi-Lo, diagnosticou bloquei derivado das &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Palavras Vazias&lt;/span&gt; do dia a dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obrigado Senhor por não ter custado nada a consulta, pela &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tua Grande Misericórdia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas prometo, após ser medicada e recerber alta do Hospital do Senhor, sómente usar os remádios naturais que me indicas-Te e que estão no receituário do &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Evangelho de Jesus Cristo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao acordar vou tomar chá de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Obrigado Senhor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao começar a trabalhar, uma colher de sopa de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bom dia Irmãos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E de hora a hora, um comprimido de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Paciência&lt;/span&gt;, com meio copo de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Humildade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Senhor, ao chegar a casa vou apanhar uma injecção de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt; e ao deitar, duas capsulas de &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Consciência Tranquila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assim tenho a certeza que nunca mais ficarei doente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prometo prolongar esse &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tratamento Preventivo&lt;/span&gt; por toda a minha vida para quando me chamares, seja por &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Morte Natural&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obrigado Senhor e perdoa-me por ter tomado o Teu tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tua Eterna paciente. Amén!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor Dseconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6442638289985685920-3639115595352831247?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/3639115595352831247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=3639115595352831247' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/3639115595352831247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/3639115595352831247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/hospital-do-senhor.html' title='Hospital do Senhor'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf8XO4pxNUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pJLLFHslEEo/s72-c/com+Jesus' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442638289985685920.post-5246280243123295883</id><published>2007-03-18T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:30:15.299Z</updated><title type='text'>Nunca é tarde!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf1nqYpxNTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ykGhTl_i45A/s1600-h/recado_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043301135594632498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf1nqYpxNTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ykGhTl_i45A/s320/recado_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por influência do meu mano e cunhada, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dei por mim e estava a criar este blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se necessitar de ajuda eu grito por socorro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com o tempo isto vai lá...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&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/6442638289985685920-5246280243123295883?l=diariodacalitas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/feeds/5246280243123295883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6442638289985685920&amp;postID=5246280243123295883' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5246280243123295883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6442638289985685920/posts/default/5246280243123295883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodacalitas.blogspot.com/2007/03/nunca-tarde.html' title='Nunca é tarde!...'/><author><name>Calitas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09416979075824773910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ol97Ii2hETw/Rf1nqYpxNTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ykGhTl_i45A/s72-c/recado_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
