<?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-7328697472694861152</id><updated>2012-02-27T20:22:58.312-08:00</updated><category term='Reflexão'/><category term='Alucinando?'/><category term='Arte a Ti'/><category term='Arte a moldura da vida'/><category term='(?) critico o crítico'/><category term='Quase Conto'/><category term='A outra metade'/><category term='Pra ser sábio'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Fernanda G.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3315517440614609714</id><published>2012-01-14T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:05:40.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evangélicos no meu ponto de vista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Espero que você leia até o final para entender meu ponto de vista em relação ao evangelho atual. Lá vai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você ouve música secular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você quer uma taça de vinho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você vai a festa ‘x’?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você percebeu como as pessoas estão caracterizando um cristão? Através de uma linguagem gospel, um estilo de roupa ou uma santidade hipócrita(?) Poderiam virar para nós e perguntar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico? Sei lá, você é tão alegre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico? Você é tão sábio pra lidar com as dificuldades e outras situações da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Você é evangélico? Você é tão amoroso e paciente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não estou aqui para discutir se ouvir música secular, beber uma taça de vinho ou ir pra festa ‘x’ é certo ou errado. Por favor me entendam. Não é isso! Quero saber como NÓS estamos sendo reconhecidos. Se é pela vida de Cristo em nós ou pequenas atitudes chamadas de ‘padrão gospel’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Para muitos, viver o evangelho tem sido difícil, e o próprio Jesus falou que iríamos carregar uma cruz se seguíssemos Ele. Mas por que viver de forma tão religiosa? Uma vez citei aqui no blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fbUnderline" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Diga-me com quem andas e direi quem és"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fbUnderline" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, mas Jesus não era beberrão, ladrão e nem mendigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sinceramente não consigo ver essa dificuldade toda em viver o evangelho de Cristo. Eu não sou perfeita nem exemplo para isso. Hoje ter uma personalidade no mundo cristão é difícil. Todos com a mesma linguagem e mesmos gestos e gostos. Claro! Todos querem ser como JESUS, mas isso não exclui a personalidade que existe em cada um de nós e que foi feita por Deus. Que tipo de igreja somos? Falta de união. Falta de amor. Dentro do cubinho chamado igreja é até fácil encontrar isso, mas cadê nosso amor pelos que não tem ‘nossa’ religião. Não! Não vou chamar os de fora de perdidos pois tem muita gente dentro da igreja que está mais perdida que tudo. Não quero o sentimento de pena por pessoas que não tem a mesma religião que a minha, porque é o único sentimento que tenho visto entre os cristãos é esse. Nós somos os certos e eles os errados. Jesus nunca defendeu religião! Jesus defendia o amor! Uma vez um pastor falou que há tanta pregação mandando ser como nós cristãos sendo que o mundo todo está no erro e apenas Jesus era o diferente. Apenas Ele era o certo. É com Ele que devemos ser parecidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje não nos choca ver uma mentirinha, um egoisminho, uma falsidadezinha. Isso nós conseguimos relevar. Mas aparecer um homossexual ou um bêbado na porta da igreja é motivo de sussurros. Ver a igreja sendo destruída pela vaidade e pelo dinheiro não nos choca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OLHA, MUITO LINDO ESSE EVANGELHO. Evangelho de um Jesus sem humor, triste e sem amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok. Sigam religiões que eu vou tentar seguir Cristo.&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-3315517440614609714?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3315517440614609714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3315517440614609714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3315517440614609714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3315517440614609714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2012/01/evangelicos-no-meu-ponto-de-vista.html' title='Evangélicos no meu ponto de vista'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-9154154654426704772</id><published>2011-09-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:13:01.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 25*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Procure Deus para buscar felicidade e amor. Salvação é consequência&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-9154154654426704772?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/9154154654426704772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=9154154654426704772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9154154654426704772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9154154654426704772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/09/pra-ser-sabio-25.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 25*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6821678636486732796</id><published>2011-08-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:47:53.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Cobrador de ônibus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Conheço vários que arranjaram esse emprego. Muitos trabalham de mau humor e se fazem donos do ônibus. Gritam pela janela para dizer o destino acreditando ser donos da razão. Selecionam quem passa pela catraca.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sua principal função: cobrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Infelizmente esquecem que quem conduz o ônibus é o motorista.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6821678636486732796?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6821678636486732796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6821678636486732796&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6821678636486732796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6821678636486732796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/08/cobrador-de-onibus.html' title='Cobrador de ônibus'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1320640670656340872</id><published>2011-07-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:03:30.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Meus amores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Você fica minutos na frente do computador sem saber por onde começar. Como&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;demonstrar um amor através de pequenas palavras?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;São amores de anos e amores de semanas. São amores de longe e amores presentes. É amor que nos trás alegria e nos abraça na tristeza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;São todos diferente. Todos amores. Todos amados - por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amor que me faz chorar. Chorar de alegria ao lembrar que nunca estou sozinha. Chorar ao lembrar de cada momento com eles, seja das pequenas discussões até as mais sinceras demonstrações de carinho. Amores que não saem do seu pé e amores que já se foram. Meus amores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não existe tesouro, não existe dinheiro, não existe absolutamente nada que possa substituir esses amores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Citar nomes será uma injustiça, então gostaria de dizer a todos aqueles que já disse um 'te amo' ou já dei um abraço sincero, você pode se considerar meu amor, meu eterno amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Presentes de Deus em minha vida, vocês, amores, são muito especiais pra mim. Valorizo cada momento e cada amor. Quero apenas dizer: amo vocês.&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/7328697472694861152-1320640670656340872?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1320640670656340872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1320640670656340872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1320640670656340872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1320640670656340872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/07/meus-amores.html' title='Meus amores'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8005357440964694591</id><published>2011-07-03T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:28:42.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>REVER.TER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;os antigos sempre permanecem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;antigos amores, antigos amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;antigos melhores, melhores abrigos&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/7328697472694861152-8005357440964694591?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8005357440964694591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8005357440964694591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8005357440964694591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8005357440964694591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/07/reverter.html' title='REVER.TER'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4359866229898938439</id><published>2011-06-03T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T11:52:15.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte a moldura da vida'/><title type='text'>Arte, a moldura da vida] MÚSICA*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Música para relembrar momentos lindos e momentos&amp;nbsp;irônicos.&amp;nbsp;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;úsica para palpitar o coração ou trazer solidão. Faz lágrimas escorrer, faz sorriso se alargar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Marca uma ocasião, ocasiona união.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Une multidão, une um casal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Música que trás paz, música que demonstra revolta. Música que narra um poema, música que relata problema. Mostra a realidade, inventa fantasias. Fala a verdade ou tem palavras vazias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;São feitas por filósofos, poetas e amadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É moldura. Quem não ama música não é belo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-4359866229898938439?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4359866229898938439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4359866229898938439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4359866229898938439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4359866229898938439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/06/arte-moldura-da-vida-musica.html' title='Arte, a moldura da vida] MÚSICA*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7714007982967257749</id><published>2011-06-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T08:05:18.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Garota desigual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma garota&amp;nbsp;consciente&amp;nbsp;nunca se atrai pelo normal. Para ela, o normal é ser perseguida pelo incerto. Ela é atraída pelas coisas loucas da vida. Por mais que alguém se esforce para entendê-la, acredite, é impossível. Só o mais louco a entenderá. O rapaz louco pela vida, louco na vida, louco por ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma garota normal para todos, no fundo, é a mais dissemelhante. Enlouquecerá todos ou redor. Todos se tornarão loucos. Todos se tornarão normais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela escolhe seu próprio caminho e ninguém a entende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca conseguiu achar o meio termo. Ou sorrir demais ou calada fica. A primeira opção ganha uma porcentagem maior, mas ninguém sabe o que se passa pelo coração. Alguém fiel a ela sabe. E continua fiel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tem traços de mulher decidida. Ela está no século XXI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Decide ser desigual. Decide amar.&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-7714007982967257749?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7714007982967257749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7714007982967257749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7714007982967257749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7714007982967257749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/06/garota-desigual.html' title='Garota desigual'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7174707394228127573</id><published>2011-05-17T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:51:28.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 24*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Para ser diferente precisa saber lidar com as diferenças.&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/7328697472694861152-7174707394228127573?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7174707394228127573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7174707394228127573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7174707394228127573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7174707394228127573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/05/pra-ser-sabio-24.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 24*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6764855654048544237</id><published>2011-05-06T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T07:00:57.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Até quando imaturo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Imaturo será essa criança que não aprende a conviver com as diferenças. Busca o centro das atenções e só aceita as coisas do seu jeito. Faz voz de dengo quando quer algo e fica de birra quando não tem o que quer. Ainda não aprendeu a ter relacionamento com os pais e seus amigos só aparecem para brincar. Finge estar dormindo quando apronta uma e no outro dia trata todo mundo bem para maquear o problema. Se faz de santinho. É a criança perfeita. Se torna criança má. Só as roupas e músicas do seu ídolo são boas. Pensa que é mais amada que as outras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Será sempre criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/pra-ser-sabio-9.html"&gt;.pra ser sábio ] 9*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6764855654048544237?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6764855654048544237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6764855654048544237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6764855654048544237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6764855654048544237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/05/ate-quando-imaturo.html' title='Até quando imaturo?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-398701775456145879</id><published>2011-04-29T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:25:10.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 22*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A razão quebra as cadeias da religiosidade. Mas também pode quebrar sua cara&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/7328697472694861152-398701775456145879?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/398701775456145879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=398701775456145879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/398701775456145879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/398701775456145879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/04/pra-ser-sabio-22.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 22*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8728748119631670149</id><published>2011-04-18T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:21:24.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 21*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não confesse seus problemas com orgulho de uma humildade inexistente querendo alimentar ainda mais seu ego.&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/7328697472694861152-8728748119631670149?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8728748119631670149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8728748119631670149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8728748119631670149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8728748119631670149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/04/pra-ser-sabio-21.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 21*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-873225184205662097</id><published>2011-04-08T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:15:55.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(?) critico o crítico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Verdadeiro cristão (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ultimamente tenho sido contra a atos religiosos. Acho que isso não é novidade nenhuma para quem acompanha meu blog ou para aqueles que andam comigo e vivem dispostos a ouvir meus&amp;nbsp;desabafos. Eu falo de atos que tornaram Fernanda uma pessoa carrancuda afastando as pessoas dela. Eu estou tentando lidar com o evangelho de uma forma diferente, claro,&amp;nbsp;seguindo aquilo que foi deixado por Cristo. Isso não significa que sou a certa. Cada um tem sua forma de viver e de enxergar as coisas. Só não vamos fugir da bíblia que é a lâmpada dos nossos pés. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acho muito legal quando encontro outras pessoas que pensam da mesma forma que eu. Acredito que aos poucos vamos limpar o nome,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;que está tão sujo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;do cristão protestante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que não é fácil lidar com pessoas. Todos somos diferentes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que não é fácil conhecer outras culturas. Isso bagunça com nossa mente nessa fase em que estamos abertos a novidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que não é fácil receber pedradas. E olha que essas pedradas vem de lugares que menos esperamos; dos nossos amigos ou da nossa família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mudar nunca foi fácil. O problema é: até onde vai essa mudança?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Queremos mudar? Então vamos fazer as coisas da melhor forma possível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Deixar atos religiosos não significa parar de adorar e parar de orar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Alguém aqui parou para orar pelas famílias das crianças do Rio de Janeiro? Não porque é um ato religioso? Tristes todos estamos, mas precisamos nos compadecer também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Temos que tomar cuidado para não nos tornarmos cristãos conformados, lembrando de Deus em dias ruins ou só citar seu nome em&amp;nbsp;circunstâncias do dia-a-dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Deixar de ser religioso não significa deixar de ser filhos de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Entendeu? Somos FILHOS DE DEUS. Não tem como explicar esse valor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-873225184205662097?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/873225184205662097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=873225184205662097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/873225184205662097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/873225184205662097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/04/verdadeiro-cristao.html' title='Verdadeiro cristão (?)'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1034514324789630937</id><published>2011-04-03T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:24:01.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(?) critico o crítico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alucinando?'/><title type='text'>Marcos Botelho: Caleidoscópio, Novas formas de enxergar a mesma realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/he8W6IQoMjo?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mensagem curta e surra grande! ;]&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/7328697472694861152-1034514324789630937?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1034514324789630937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1034514324789630937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1034514324789630937'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 20*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Prefira ter um coração inocente e rosto ardendo pelos tapas que a vida dá do que ver o mundo levantando o troféu por ter mais um arrogante entre eles.&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/7328697472694861152-6576593207004537833?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6576593207004537833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6576593207004537833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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19*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Conquiste as pessoas e Deus conquistará os corações delas.&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/7328697472694861152-8880551857516479954?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8880551857516479954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8880551857516479954&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8880551857516479954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8880551857516479954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/03/pra-ser-sabio-19.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 19*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4238289132657224380</id><published>2011-03-25T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T07:21:30.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 18*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mundo não precisa dos nossos discursos, precisa das nossas atitudes diferentes.&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/7328697472694861152-4238289132657224380?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4238289132657224380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4238289132657224380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4238289132657224380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4238289132657224380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/03/pra-ser-sabio-18.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 18*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7500243276767345731</id><published>2011-03-18T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T07:52:38.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alucinando?'/><title type='text'>Sátira Pira</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem toda poesia é verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem tudo que se rima é vaidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca soube escrever o que o coração tenta falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sabe explicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na mente a maior guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diante dos olhos a&amp;nbsp;platéia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem toda literatura é realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem toda música trás sinceridade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E assim nossa boca lamenta, mas tenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sabe explicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na mente a maior dúvida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diante dos olhos a resposta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem todo segredo é guardado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem todo menino é amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De uma forma incessante não consegue ser insignificante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na mente tenta sair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diante dos olhos: páginas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na mente tenta mentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diante dos olhos: mágicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-7500243276767345731?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7500243276767345731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7500243276767345731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/03/satira-pira.html' title='Sátira Pira'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1508943527448050856</id><published>2011-03-03T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:27:09.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 17*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Somos o que fazemos para mudar o que fomos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Guilherme de Sá&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/7328697472694861152-1508943527448050856?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1508943527448050856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1508943527448050856&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1508943527448050856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1508943527448050856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/03/pra-ser-sabio-16.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 17*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1644793301150714566</id><published>2011-02-28T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:55:18.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 16*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se você precisa parar um momento para falar com Deus, faça da sua vida um eterno momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1644793301150714566?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1644793301150714566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1644793301150714566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1644793301150714566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1644793301150714566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/pra-ser-sabio-16.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 16*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1413299430580386981</id><published>2011-02-27T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T06:37:22.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 15*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nas dúvidas nunca duvide dos planos de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1413299430580386981?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1413299430580386981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1413299430580386981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1413299430580386981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1413299430580386981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/pra-ser-sabio-15.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 15*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3458697424639060171</id><published>2011-02-20T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T08:06:00.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A outra metade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Ladrão de sorrisos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As mais desenvolvidas arma são usadas para colocar em prática o tal crime de roubar-lhe o coração, mas não, ninguém ainda conseguiu ir tão longe. São vários criminosos e sequestros incertos. São várias chances de acertas mas erram. São incapazes de investigar e tentar até o fim. São destruidores de sonos e lindos sonhos. São caçadores amadores. Querem várias conquistas. Querem vários tesouros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aquele que conquistar apenas um tesouro, o maior roubo da história, será preso para sempre. Será preso ao meu amor. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3458697424639060171?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3458697424639060171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3458697424639060171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3458697424639060171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3458697424639060171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/ladrao-de-sorrisos.html' title='Ladrão de sorrisos'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2613947768318635597</id><published>2011-02-16T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:01:09.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 14*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É na fome que se revela a fraqueza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na verdade é na fraqueza que se revela a fome.&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/7328697472694861152-2613947768318635597?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2613947768318635597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2613947768318635597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2613947768318635597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2613947768318635597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/pra-ser-sabio-14.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 14*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4545045444477465254</id><published>2011-02-11T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:39:23.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(?) critico o crítico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Aprender a dizer NÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje vou dizer NÃO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para você que insiste em falar mal de mim por trás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que se aproveita da minha inocência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que me suga tentando deixar meu interior oco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para você que quer roubar meu coração e jogar no lixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que só me procura por interesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que esquece de mim quando não estou bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer não para&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que coloca o pé para eu cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje vou dizer NÃO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou dizer que não desisto de você. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-4545045444477465254?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4545045444477465254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4545045444477465254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4545045444477465254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4545045444477465254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/aprender-dizer-nao.html' title='Aprender a dizer NÃO'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2577237132410729030</id><published>2011-02-08T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:51:32.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Livre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No retrato a decepção&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O contrário do que se vive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sequestraram a verdadeira alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gaiola torna tudo ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te tirando do centro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pássaro busca se libertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Teu amor é mais simples de se encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Teu amor é mais simples de se viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Arbusto, vejo fruto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Semente, sem mentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem mente tudo vira nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Moribundo, agora luz do mundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Passos sempre guiados&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No movimento desse compasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Livre, Livre, Livre&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/7328697472694861152-2577237132410729030?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2577237132410729030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2577237132410729030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2577237132410729030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2577237132410729030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/livre.html' title='Livre'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7030990674264838713</id><published>2011-02-03T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T03:52:48.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(?) critico o crítico'/><title type='text'>(1) ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus falou que faríamos obras maiores que as que Ele fez. &lt;s&gt;JOÃO 14:12&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se em 3 anos de ministério Jesus mudou o mundo, por que em anos de convertido não conseguimos mudar o que está em nossa volta?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ESTAMOS CADA VEZ MAIS LONGE DE SERMOS PARECIDOS COM CRISTO (?)&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/7328697472694861152-7030990674264838713?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7030990674264838713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7030990674264838713&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7030990674264838713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7030990674264838713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/1.html' title='(1) ?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3714338478089331054</id><published>2011-02-02T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:43:10.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 13*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Assuma seu erro como humano antes de falar que errar é humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3714338478089331054?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3714338478089331054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3714338478089331054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3714338478089331054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3714338478089331054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/02/pra-ser-sabio-13.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 13*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8599657448477838004</id><published>2011-01-11T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:39:50.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Quero ser uma poetisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;pois os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;maiores&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; apaixonados pela vida são.&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/7328697472694861152-8599657448477838004?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8599657448477838004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8599657448477838004&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8599657448477838004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8599657448477838004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2011/01/quero-ser-uma-poetisa.html' title='Quero ser uma poetisa'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, mas Jesus não era beberrão, ladrão e nem mendigo.&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/7328697472694861152-890842542931890558?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/890842542931890558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=890842542931890558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/890842542931890558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/890842542931890558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/11/pra-ser-sabio-12.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 12*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4860915312427246145</id><published>2010-11-11T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:29:12.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Quem sou eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;minha resposta para um amigo sobre "Quem sou eu?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;via e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E, "caro amigo" ...estamos passando pelo mesmo pepino então, tanto que meu último post no blog foi um breve comentário sobre isso também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cara, nunca passei por uma crise de identidade tão grande..rs. Aí vem os 'crentes' e falam: "você tem que ser como Jesus, tendo o caráter dEle". Sim, poxa! Mas não é isso que estou falando não. Não é egoísmo deixando de lado meu maior exemplo: Cristo. É simplesmente querer descobrir "quem sou eu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me converti e virei outra pessoa. Claro, uma pessoa melhor, ou melhor dizendo, uma pessoa BUSCANDO o melhor. Mas vamos lá: até onde vai esse 'melhor'? Eu pergunto: o que realmente me fez mudar? Regras e doutrinas ou Jesus? O que acontece comigo é justamente isso: me transformei em uma pessoa séria demais, carrancuda demais e crítica, muito crítica. Uma acusadora (hehe). Mas o tempo vai passando e a vida vai te dando porradas, então você percebe que esse seu lado chato está, não apenas cansando as pessoas ao seu redor mas cansando a você mesma(o). Então você sente saudade do "eu" antigo. Não um 'eu' que te leva a ter um caráter ruim, e sim a aquele que dá uma pitadinha de alegria na vida. Não falo do velho homem, escravo do pecado, e sim do doce que se transformou em amargo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O que acontece? Regras e doutrinas pegam novamente no seu pé: "Esse novo 'eu' que está surgindo é um 'eu' certo ou errado?"&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O que realmente me alegra? O que realmente é certo? O que é errado? Calma! Não estou questionando o óbvio e que está no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Livro Sagrado, estou apenas me perguntando o que muitos ou todos se perguntam: "quem sou eu?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei de uma coisa, em apenas 20 anos aprendi a ter mais alto controle. E que na verdade esse controle vem dos céus, rs. Então sei que é apenas mais uma fase - jovens sofrem com isso, né? haha. Estou tentando o máximo não me abater e nem me desesperar porque sei que uma hora a resposta vai vim e vou descobrir quem sou. Não apenas serva, filha, e noiva, mas aquela que é chamada pelo nome. Sou Fernanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijoos "caro amigo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saudade =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-4860915312427246145?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4860915312427246145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4860915312427246145&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4860915312427246145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4860915312427246145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/11/quem-sou-eu.html' title='Quem sou eu?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1579836585831705826</id><published>2010-11-05T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:05:05.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alucinando?'/><title type='text'>QUAL SUA IDENTIDADE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais um imitador?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais um ditador?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais um diferente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bicho, gente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1579836585831705826?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1579836585831705826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1579836585831705826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1579836585831705826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1579836585831705826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/11/qual-sua-identidade.html' title='QUAL SUA IDENTIDADE?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7828255840617089580</id><published>2010-10-24T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:16:28.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 10*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando se tem verdadeira intimidade com Deus, o discurso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nunca fica limitado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5233174954359860102</id><published>2010-10-22T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T08:49:47.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quase Conto'/><title type='text'>Curta a viagem {I}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ela arrumou sua mala. Como de costume, tudo que tinha pela casa era colocado no carro, afinal, viajar com uma Toyota era o mesmo que levar toda sua casa. Era um carro dos anos 70, por isso adorava passar dias no mecânico. Mas o que importava? Sua casa estava lá dentro e preparada para uma grande viagem. Malas, material de pesca do pai, violão do irmão, mais malas, outras malas, enfim, não faltava nada para uma família de quatro pessoas. Como no carro só cabiam três da família, pois não era como os carros modernos de cabine dupla, seu irmão resolveu ir de ônibus um dia antes e aproveitar um pouco mais a família (parte de mãe) que aguardava em Santo Antônio de Jesus - destino da viagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Era ano de Copa e no dia da viagem ia acontecer um dos jogos mais emocionantes. Sim, muito emocionante: Brasil x Japão.&amp;nbsp;O jogo começava às 16:00h, mas como seu pai tinha que resolver algumas coisas na rua pela manhã, calcularam sair da cidade de Itabuna umas 12:00h chegando em Santo Antônio de Jesus às 15:30h, dando tempo de assistir o jogo com toda família reunida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ela simplesmente amava essa cidade em que nascera e estava com grandes&amp;nbsp;expectativas. O sonho dela era se formar e ter uma casa na cidade natal, mas era moça e fazer planos poderia ser perca de tempo pois só Deus sabia do futuro. É, só Deus sabia. Só Deus sabe do futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Tudo pronto! Como previsto, saíram de Itabuna às 12:00h.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Viagem é uma coisa incrível, não é verdade? Eu&amp;nbsp;particularmente&amp;nbsp;adoro. Música e paisagens em movimento é o cenário perfeito para reflexão e paz. Paz?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O carro vinha a 60km/h subindo uma pequena ladeira e dobrando numa curva quando..puft, a marcha do carro não queria se movimentar e seu pai&amp;nbsp;disfarçando, tentou mostrar que estava tudo bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Não, não estava tudo bem. Quando menos esperavam, o carro parou e aos poucos foi descendo a curva de ré no controle do freio. Do outro lado da rua podia ouvir o coração da garota e da mãe batendo&amp;nbsp;escandalosamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sincronizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. O carro parou no acostamento. Não sabia se o primeiro suspiro da mãe foi de medo ou de alívio, mas abrindo a janela do carro observando a mata fechada, olharam para baixo e se depararam com um espinhadeiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Era um suspiro de medo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;...continuação&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/7328697472694861152-5233174954359860102?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5233174954359860102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5233174954359860102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5233174954359860102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5233174954359860102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/curta-viagem-i.html' title='Curta a viagem {I}'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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aparece a esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Escuridão vem com nossos medos no olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na solidão, a canção nos movimenta a criar, a amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo acordados, a imaginação nos permite sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Com o lindo presente que Deus tem pra dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na razão, o coração não permite ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Voltamos [depois de muitas voltas] para a realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Despercebidos, o sono chega sem permissão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fechamos os olhos no ultimo diálogo do dia com Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao amanhecer tentamos lembrar, mas nem sempre é revelado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vemos o sol nascer e junto com ele o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais um dia vou sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;acordada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhos com o amor do meus sonhos&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/7328697472694861152-5064143136796449386?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5064143136796449386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5064143136796449386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5064143136796449386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5064143136796449386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhei-com-o-amor-dos-meus-sonhos.html' title='Sonho acordada'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6734612691279007762</id><published>2010-10-07T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:46:08.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 8*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Renuncia não deve ser tortura quando é por amor.&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/7328697472694861152-6734612691279007762?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6734612691279007762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6734612691279007762&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6734612691279007762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6734612691279007762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/pra-ser-sabio-8.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 8*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5472994840913960255</id><published>2010-10-06T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T09:45:34.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 7*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não se prenda a religião para se encontrar com Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-5472994840913960255?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5472994840913960255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5472994840913960255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5472994840913960255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5472994840913960255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/pra-ser-sabio-7.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 7*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1184041466987985457</id><published>2010-10-05T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:59:17.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Super Herói?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E lá vai ele com seu lindo discurso. Todos o conhecem pela sua linguagem tão rica. Ele é modesto, ele é humilde. Nunca se esquece da sua arma: a linda oração. Quando precisam de ajuda ele se prepara todo com sua farda e mascara de herói. E como todo herói tem que ter uma capa, a dele é a capa da santidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aplausos, chegou o herói.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As vezes esquecemos que somos guerreiros do Senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O verdadeiro herói é Cristo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1184041466987985457?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1184041466987985457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1184041466987985457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1184041466987985457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1184041466987985457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/10/super-heroi.html' title='Super Herói?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8822589422122215413</id><published>2010-09-29T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:56:00.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>TUDO ERRADO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Muitos tem preconceito com evangélicos. Somos alvos de gozação. As pessoas olham para nós e não querem ser como nós. Mas também, como vão ser como nós, igreja, sendo que estamos todos errados? Criticamos outras igrejas, condenamos, julgamos pessoas, e para nós, a nossa religião é a certa. Como vamos falar que seguimos o certo sendo que NÃO fazemos o certo? Ou seja, como pregar de um Jesus que não conhecemos? Como pregar da luz se não somos luz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se uma pessoa é tradicional, vem outra a fala que precisa de 'fogo'. Se uma pessoa é do 'retété', vem outra e fala que essa pessoa não tem sabedoria. Se um adora imagens, vem outra a fala que é errado sendo que ele próprio adora a coisas como internet, ídolos, TV, etc. Está todo mundo errado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gente, vamos acordar a viver o verdadeiro&amp;nbsp;evangelho. Vamos ter a humildade e reconhecer que não somo donos da razão. Ninguém é dono da verdade. A verdade é Jesus Cristo. Acabou! Vamos segui-lo, vivendo da forma que Ele viveu. Esse é o evangelho. Afinal, evangelhos não são os livros da bíblia que fala de Cristo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos viver Cristo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Seja a atitude de vocês a mesma de Cristo Jesus" Filipenses 2:5&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;observação feita dia 04/10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como pessoas com o mesmo propósito, devemos andar juntos. Nós devemos nos unir e respeitar a forma de busca de casa um pois eu creio, Deus aceita todas elas. Naquilo que está contra a bíblia, vamos procurar tentar abrir os olhos dos nossos irmãos antes de julga-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/7328697472694861152-8822589422122215413?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8822589422122215413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8822589422122215413&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8822589422122215413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8822589422122215413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/tudo-errado.html' title='TUDO ERRADO!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2432762496393675415</id><published>2010-09-28T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:20:12.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 6*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A cada fase, um tapa na face&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/7328697472694861152-2432762496393675415?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2432762496393675415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2432762496393675415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2432762496393675415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2432762496393675415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/pra-ser-sabio-6.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 6*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-29783840978332441</id><published>2010-09-24T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T06:28:37.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 5*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não conseguir ouvir a voz de Deus é viver cego&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-29783840978332441?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/29783840978332441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=29783840978332441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/29783840978332441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/29783840978332441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/pra-ser-sabio-5.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 5*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2156101405719100088</id><published>2010-09-20T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:57:48.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 4*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O triste de buscar a pureza é ter a mente e o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cada vez mais poluídos pelo mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-2156101405719100088?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2156101405719100088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2156101405719100088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2156101405719100088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2156101405719100088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/pra-ser-sabio-4.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 4*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3035149902124569632</id><published>2010-09-20T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T05:27:45.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A outra metade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Eu vou te amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois quem te escolheu é Aquele que me ama&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Esperar, pra mim, é mais que caminhar. É correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Adoro essa paz que transborda em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou louca para o mundo, mas essa história só eu vou contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você é o mistério mais precioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Prefir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;o aprender com a fé do que com a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aguardo o teu amor, guardarei o teu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca duvide, eu vou te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3035149902124569632?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3035149902124569632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3035149902124569632&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3035149902124569632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3035149902124569632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/eu-vou-te-amar.html' title='Eu vou te amar'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8841388775747481513</id><published>2010-09-12T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:39:32.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Alguém faz idéia do que é isso?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Idéias, desenhe na minha mente o que se passa no meu coração para eu colocar no papel, para eu colocar em prática. Mostre para os olhos o que o óculos não pode fazer. Acalma o coração pois ele anda batendo rápido demais. Uns mandam deitar e rolar e outros querem me adestrar. Uns mandam viver e outros querem me escravizar. Já basta tentar ser livre do pecado ainda tenho que ser preso a normas? Não é boca de fulando que me liberta. Cristo já me libertou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O que fizeram com a igreja? Desculpa, esqueci que igreja somos nós. Então, o que fizeram conosco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje louvo por &lt;u&gt;prazer&lt;/u&gt;! Hoje vivo pra Deus por &lt;u&gt;prazer&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como é bom poder pertencer a um Deus de amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-8841388775747481513?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8841388775747481513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8841388775747481513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8841388775747481513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8841388775747481513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/alguem-faz-ideia-do-que-e-isso.html' title='Alguém faz idéia do que é isso?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2863321032184023616</id><published>2010-09-01T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:46:32.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Ponto de Vista</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, tem coisa que pra se resolver é tão simples mas o mundo gosta de complicar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, para as coisas complicadas basta ter sabedoria e paciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, resolver o problema não significa ser sábio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, nem tudo é do jeito que queremos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, querer o que Ele quer é o melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Problema mesmo é respeitar o meu ponto de vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Problema mesmo é não ver o seu ponto de vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Problema mesmo é não ver o ponto de vista dEle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aqui se encontra a solução do problema: o ponto de vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-2863321032184023616?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2863321032184023616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2863321032184023616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2863321032184023616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2863321032184023616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/09/ponto-de-vista.html' title='Ponto de Vista'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5224136657486123093</id><published>2010-08-26T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T09:33:30.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quase Conto'/><title type='text'>Boné preferido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ultimo horário da aula naquela tarde. Sim, no segundo ano ela brincava de estudar. Numa penumbra não se encontrou então pegou uma carona, afinal, o horário não permitia liberdade. A um quarteirão da sua casa foi deixada na companhia de Fulano. Atravessando a rua viu um suspeito voltando em sua direção. É, foi nessa travessa que se despediu do seu boné preferido - boné que escondia seu complexo. No susto chorou. No susto foi abandonada por Fulano. No susto se amedrontou. Ora, era seu boné preferido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mãos tremendo, temendo, ligou para sua mãe: "fui assaltada". No desespero do amor, em dois minutos sua família já se encontrava no local. Foi abraçada e confortada mas não conformada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chegou em casa e nem deu atenção para o presente que ali estava: uma capa para sua guitarra. Foi direto para o quarto e chorou. Quando pensou estar descansada, olhou para janela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Aí ela gritou: meu boné! - compartilhava sua vitória com os amigos. Era ele, o ladrão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Indignada ao ver seu boné na cabeça do rapaz, chamou seu pai. Sim, todo pai é herói e para provar isso correu para o ponto policial. Em cinco minutos se via pela janela tal cena: viatura chegando junto com seu pai aonde armados procuraram o suspeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Não, ele não está aqui. Deve ter fugido. - lamentou o herói ao policial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao se deparar com seu pai e a triste notícia da fulga do rapaz, a garota caiu na realidade. Não, ela não se comoveu com tamanha&amp;nbsp;violência e sim com tamanho drama, afinal era apenas seu boné preferido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isso é o que o materialismo nos leva a fazer. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/7328697472694861152-5224136657486123093?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5224136657486123093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5224136657486123093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5224136657486123093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5224136657486123093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/seu-bone-preferido_26.html' title='Boné preferido'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3720380617532242661</id><published>2010-08-24T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T06:58:28.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 3*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mundo está se incomodando com a minha busca espiritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você está incomodado? Você pertence ao mundo?&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/7328697472694861152-3720380617532242661?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3720380617532242661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3720380617532242661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3720380617532242661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3720380617532242661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/pra-ser-sabio_24.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 3*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5158623144985331476</id><published>2010-08-22T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:39:27.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Imaginação</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O olhar de amor, o cheiro da flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Atração, perdição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A falta do saber e não ter mais prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Encanto, engano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Multidão a te cercar, não pra cuidar mas apedrejar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Traição&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A busca do querer, sem nem saber pra que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ilusão,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Mas sei que em mim se tem algo que me leva além&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou a morada do Santo Espírito'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-5158623144985331476?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5158623144985331476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5158623144985331476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5158623144985331476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5158623144985331476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/opostos.html' title='Imaginação'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3162065552684550834</id><published>2010-08-12T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>GPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Por onde andam os guias que tanto estudaram essa rota?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como chegar a tal lugar sem um ponto de referência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Independência&amp;nbsp;já mora em mim, então o jeito é eu me virar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Meu medo é errar [algo normal] e não chegar ao objetivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Caminhar e cantar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Cantar o que? O que me agrada ou o que finge me agradar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Por onde andam os guias que tanto estudaram essa rota?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ainda bem que ainda tenho o meu mapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Vou caminhar e cantar. Vou caminhar e louvar. Vou caminhar e adorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sim, chegar lá eu vou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Errar o caminho te deixa sem paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ainda bem que ainda tenho o meu mapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3162065552684550834?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3162065552684550834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3162065552684550834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3162065552684550834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3162065552684550834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/gps.html' title='GPS'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4384146901523658153</id><published>2010-08-05T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T06:58:34.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 2*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Qualquer tipo de relacionamento requer confiança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se não há 100% de confiança, não há 100% de amizade&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/7328697472694861152-4384146901523658153?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4384146901523658153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4384146901523658153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4384146901523658153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4384146901523658153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/pra-ser-sabio_05.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 2*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6558699678232333356</id><published>2010-08-03T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:17:11.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda lotada pra Você!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Comprar novos sapatos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Prova na sexta-feira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Ler e-mails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Organizar o ministério da igreja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Ligar para Rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Pagar a conta do celular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Ultimo capítulo da novela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;• Escolher minha mascara de amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E quem sai perdendo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você, filho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6558699678232333356?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6558699678232333356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6558699678232333356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6558699678232333356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6558699678232333356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/tempo-pra-tudo-menos.html' title='Agenda lotada pra Você!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3092423761518888232</id><published>2010-08-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T06:58:44.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pra ser sábio'/><title type='text'>pra ser sábio ] 1*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Por renuncia se ama. Por amor se renuncia.&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/7328697472694861152-3092423761518888232?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3092423761518888232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3092423761518888232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3092423761518888232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3092423761518888232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/08/pra-ser-sabio.html' title='pra ser sábio ] 1*'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4929601384574139863</id><published>2010-07-21T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Glória, Glória!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me preocupei ao me envolver demais na obra, principalmente se tratando do conjoe. Pensei que precisava participar desse congresso e não trabalhar. Aí que Deus entra renovando minhas forças da forma que menos esperava: tv conjoe. Para muitos um momento de prazer e resenha, para outros momento de serviço e evangelismo, mas para mim, além dessas coisas, foi &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tratamento&lt;/span&gt;. Realmente não entendemos os planos dEle mas sempre damos glória.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoje estou aqui para dar-te glória, Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-4929601384574139863?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4929601384574139863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4929601384574139863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4929601384574139863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4929601384574139863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/07/gloria-gloria.html' title='Glória, Glória!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7027821739111239067</id><published>2010-07-14T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:57:55.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Um grito</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não queria escrever mas como minhas mãos conseguem falar o que fica preso na garganta, aqui estou. O servir e o estudo disfarça a dor. É a dor da saudade. O tempo passa tão rápido e ao deitar-me só me lembro do Deus que não largava do meu pé. Sim, eu gostava disso e por isso hoje sinto falta. Hoje estou um pouco cega e não vejo isso. Graças a Ele, pra quem tem essa&amp;nbsp;deficiência, o ouvido parece funcionar mais que o normal. Ainda ouço. E como ouço! Algo me diz: "te quero perto", "te amo", "estou contigo", "não desista", "sou seu melhor amigo".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lágrimas caem ao admitir&amp;nbsp;isso. Ao ler uma carta feita por uma criança da MEAP para mim, ela expressava tantas qualidades minhas que hoje me pergunto: "Cadê essa Fernanda de um ano atrás?".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Forças se esgotando. Agora espero as pedras rolarem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-7027821739111239067?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7027821739111239067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7027821739111239067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7027821739111239067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7027821739111239067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-grito.html' title='Um grito'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2895176841884159011</id><published>2010-06-30T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Sem cem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Minhas cem palavras se tornaram sem palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ainda quero falar, tenho essa liberdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;mesmo calada, sufocada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;o som do coração é um estrondo para os ouvidos de quem ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sim, coração bateu forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;estou falando de amor? Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Amo o Senhor, meu Redentor"&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-2895176841884159011?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2895176841884159011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2895176841884159011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2895176841884159011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2895176841884159011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/06/sem-cem.html' title='Sem cem'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8957657860064834897</id><published>2010-06-16T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Dedinho acusador</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não diga que mudei se tratando de uma crítica. Se eu errei? Infelizmente esse é o normal do ser humano e eu não sou diferente. Mas em que ponto você me acompanhou para tal julgamento? Acho que a palavra certa seria desenvolver. Sim, mulheres pequenas também crescem. Tenho novos pensamentos, tenho novos objetivos e não se preocupe, não fugi do plano divino.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Essa nova percepção é a&amp;nbsp;conseqüência&amp;nbsp;do mais novo e profundo relacionamento. O tempo não me fere, pelo contrário, a falta dele me absorve. Mas no fim eu absorvo o que há de bom no meu enredo. As vezes ainda me pego só, me vejo só mas não estou só. Só se eu quiser. Aliás, nem se eu quiser.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na conclusão eu escreverei: mais uma etapa, que venha a próxima. Ent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ão não me julgue mais, viu pensamentos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-8957657860064834897?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8957657860064834897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8957657860064834897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8957657860064834897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8957657860064834897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/06/dedinho-acusado.html' title='Dedinho acusador'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-9072458068764684475</id><published>2010-06-08T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Ame!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O que fazer quando você parece ser a unica mão para ajudar vinda de Deus? O que fazer quando os olhares humanos apontam o dedo para os&amp;nbsp;rejeitados? O que fazer quando você quer ajudar e não sabe por onde ir? O que fazer quando você precisa da união e eles apenas dizem não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu Deus, quanta hipocrisia! Que&amp;nbsp;evangelho é esse que dizemos seguir?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Eu quero fazer a diferença". Ser diferente mas s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;em o amor? É apenas mais um!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque Jesus se destacou? Porque seu nome era JESUS?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não! ELE AMAVA! ELE CUIDAVA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seja a atitude de vocês a mesma de Cristo Jesus" Filipenses 2:5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Precisa escrever mais alguma coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Faço o possível meu e acompanho o impossível com Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-9072458068764684475?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/9072458068764684475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=9072458068764684475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9072458068764684475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9072458068764684475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/06/ame.html' title='Ame!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-9113146868357381720</id><published>2010-05-26T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Arte, quero amar-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na vida vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Despercebida senti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um amor inusitado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A arte me persegue&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Letras, canções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Melodias, irradiações&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Poemas, desenhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dons guardados. Inventados?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sentimentos abertos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Canetas envaidecidas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pensamentos cobertos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As vezes nada concreto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É uma satisfação tão grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que há sumiço das palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque o que é bom só o próprio coração entende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Entende? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-9113146868357381720?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/9113146868357381720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=9113146868357381720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9113146868357381720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9113146868357381720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/05/arte-quero-amar-te.html' title='Arte, quero amar-te'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5197609403215059811</id><published>2010-05-19T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T07:38:57.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Só pra você, amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acordei sem querer levantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tanto tempo sem lutar, tanto tempo sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te busco e te encontro, mas esse parece não ser meu maior prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Peço perdão pela sinceridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero mudar isso. De verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não é uma dor sufocante. Não é uma depressão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas é algo que mata aos poucos. Ilusão? Não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu me alegro quando estou contigo, meu amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sério. Não me arrependo de te ter, tanto que é isso que quero: você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo que nas palavras soltas do dialogo contigo pareça hipocrisia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando digo que quero ter o seu coração, não é por pura emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nós vivemos de mudanças, e eu estou com minha mala pronta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero me mudar para os teus braços, Jesus&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/7328697472694861152-5197609403215059811?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5197609403215059811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5197609403215059811&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5197609403215059811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5197609403215059811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-pra-voce-amigo.html' title='Só pra você, amigo'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6991519401362940273</id><published>2010-05-12T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Todos por um e um por todos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Calma, errei o ditado do titulo propositalmente. Não mais 'um por todos e todos por um' e sim 'todos por um e um por todos'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como meu pequeno grupo ficou de ler Romanos, olha só que texto lindo fui ler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Entretanto, não há comparação entre a dádiva e a transgressão. Pois se muitos morreram por causa de um só, muito mais a graça de Deus, isto é, a dádiva pela graça de um só homem, Jesus Cristo, transbordou para muitos" Rm 5:15&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Engraçado como agente ler tantos textos da bíblia várias vezes mas cada vez Deus nos toca de forma diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos sofreram por causa do pecado de um, mas apenas um homem morreu por causa de todos. Sinceramente, alguém já viu maior prova de amor? Deus é realmente lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6991519401362940273?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6991519401362940273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6991519401362940273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6991519401362940273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6991519401362940273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/05/todos-por-um-e-um-por-todos.html' title='Todos por um e um por todos'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3282393476233538961</id><published>2010-05-04T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Coçando a orelha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabe quando você ver problemas na sua vida que não são 'problemas'? São pequenas coisas que vão acumulando e que são deixadas para trás sem nem tentar muda-las. Está bom do jeito que está. Conformismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabe quando você tem o conhecimento da solução dos 'problemas' e mesmo assim não se esforça para mudar? Isso mesmo: conformismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do ultimo domingo o Pr. Brito, de Vitória, fez um comentário:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Alguém consegue coçar a orelha direita com a mão direita? Sim, para isso precisa dobrar o braço. Precisa 'usar' o cotovelo. Coisas diferentes, criadas para funções diferentes mas que andam juntas."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele fez comparação com ministérios diferentes que andam juntos, mas hoje eu refleti nesse pensamento dele em relação aos meus 'problemas'. Para a mão trabalhar precisa-se de um esforço. Para eu acabar com o problema de orelha coçando eu preciso fazer esforços, tanto na mão quanto no cotovelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Precisa-se agir!&amp;nbsp;Licença, vou coçar minha orelha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Forças se renovando.&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/7328697472694861152-3282393476233538961?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3282393476233538961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3282393476233538961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3282393476233538961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3282393476233538961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/05/cocando-orelha.html' title='Coçando a orelha'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2342913844279139235</id><published>2010-04-22T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Gratidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;onheci uma senhora nesse feriado e nela&amp;nbsp;vi amor mas também um vazio chamado solidão. Ela vive só, ou seja, se sente só. Sim, conhece a Jesus. Mas quem não gosta de ver o amor de Deus através do olhar alheio? Foi o que percebi ao vê-la caminhando pelos cantos da casa cheia de emoção ao&amp;nbsp;simplesmente&amp;nbsp;ver pessoas. Isso se chama companhia!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baixinha, branquinha, cabelos ruivos com seu penteado mais conhecido como coque e um sorriso lindo. Ao falar da beleza dos seus filhos seus olhos verdes brilhavam como a estrela mais&amp;nbsp;espevitada. Contou do seu passado e meu presente foi enriquecido. Que dia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aí vem uma fulana chamada Fernanda Guimarães e diz que se sente só. Me deixe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gratidão é o que preciso aprender. Tantos amigos e uma família unida é o que tenho. O que quero mais? Isso mesmo, eu quero é Deus. rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&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/7328697472694861152-2342913844279139235?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2342913844279139235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2342913844279139235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2342913844279139235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2342913844279139235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/04/gratidao.html' title='Gratidão'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1223829824652188897</id><published>2010-04-10T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Que coisa, viu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Na ultima quinta-feira estava eu pra variar no computador e a televisão estava num volume alto. O normal é eu dá um grito: "Abaixa o volume um pouquinho aê". Não fiz isso! Fui conferir o que estava acontecendo e o que encontro? Ratinho entrevistando Guilherme de Pádua, homem que matou Daniella Perez em 1992.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nossa, como fiquei triste com a situação. Guilherme, que hoje é convertido e trabalha da Rede Super e também é líder do ministério de teatro da Lagoinha foi humilhado na TV. O desejo dele era falar da transformação que houve na vida dele, mas as grandes perguntas sobre o passado o deixou sem palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu pergunto: quem tem poder para julgar, o homem ou Deus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Creio que Guilherme já foi perdoado por Deus! Cabe a nós, brasileiros, conhecer o que é perdão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Portanto, agora nenhuma condenação há para os que estão em Cristo Jesus, que não andam segundo a carne, mas segundo o Espírito."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Romanos 8:1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div class="video-title video-title-results" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="video-long-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; 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padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="video-long-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sim, fiquei indignada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1223829824652188897?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1223829824652188897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1223829824652188897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1223829824652188897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1223829824652188897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/04/que-coisa-viu.html' title='Que coisa, viu!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5608700468767841953</id><published>2010-03-23T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Amigo Fiel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma vez li no blog de Tato o seguinte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"Nos piores momentos de nossas vidas os amigos se afastam... é por isso que esse&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;momentos são os piores."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Fui dá um 'réla' nele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"msm q vc não tenha ninguem do seu lado,Jesus(seu melhor amigo) estará com vc."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como é fácil falar que Jesus está com agente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não que meus amigos tenham se afastado de mim, mas a falta deles em certos momentos nos dá uma aflição tão grande. As vezes você quer apenas um abraço mas quando olha pro lado...cadê?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Deus me abençoou me dando grandes amigos. Não falo simplesmente de&amp;nbsp;companheiros mas verdadeiras amizades mesmo, só que tem momentos que ninguém consegue substituir o melhor amigo. Mas quando você não consegue ver esse amigo, o que fazer? Foi aí que Deus me ensinou a ter um coração grato mesmo quando nem tudo está 100%. Não conseguia ver Jesus, mas Ele continuava do meu lado, insistindo na nossa amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Realmente, como falei pra Tato, Jesus sempre vai estar do nosso lado. O problema é quando não estamos do lado de Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje eu exalto o Senhor por me mostrar seu grande amor mais uma vez na simplicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-5608700468767841953?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/5608700468767841953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=5608700468767841953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5608700468767841953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/5608700468767841953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/03/amigo-fiel.html' title='Amigo Fiel'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2220959092586460321</id><published>2010-03-17T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Razão da emoção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Falar da minha vida, o que tenho feito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Contar tudo que sinto e fazer um novo texto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pra que tudo isso? Para chamar atenção?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou somente respirar e cantar uma nova canção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Viver pela Ele, o dono do meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-2220959092586460321?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2220959092586460321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2220959092586460321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2220959092586460321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2220959092586460321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/03/razao-da-emocao.html' title='Razão da emoção'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1413116576263898645</id><published>2010-02-27T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T08:53:21.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Pintando os sete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ápis&amp;nbsp;de cor ou mesmo hidrocor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te tira do sério e te faz como criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cheia de mistério, cheia de esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Todas iguais porem diferentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saindo da caixa elas ficam contente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se encontra liberdade. Consequencia? Felicidade!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se aconselhe com Jesus Cristo para fazer sua arte&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/7328697472694861152-1413116576263898645?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1413116576263898645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1413116576263898645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1413116576263898645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1413116576263898645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/02/pintando-os-sete.html' title='Pintando os sete'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7482434759236879493</id><published>2010-02-20T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Escrever o que?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Escrever o que penso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Penso o que sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sei o que sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não penso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda assim, escrevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-7482434759236879493?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7482434759236879493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7482434759236879493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7482434759236879493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7482434759236879493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/02/escrever-o-que.html' title='Escrever o que?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-9134095036521770906</id><published>2010-02-18T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:00:49.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Esqueci pra que serve Blog! =x&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/7328697472694861152-9134095036521770906?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/9134095036521770906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=9134095036521770906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9134095036521770906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9134095036521770906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/02/oi.html' title='Oi'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6511352267319082254</id><published>2010-01-03T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Muitos poucos salvos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O que você chama de muito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Muito as vezes é quase nada para o Tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você pensa que faz algo para Ele&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas o nada é tudo para o que sempre faz muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando aquele que não damos atenção se entrega de coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele na verdade não faz muito. Ele faz&amp;nbsp;tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Faz tanto que até permitir o filho morrer na cruz Ele permite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Com muita dor. Com muito amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não damos valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mundo não quer mais se&amp;nbsp;esforcar&amp;nbsp;para entende-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo nas mãos....tirando o pé no chão querendo voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Só pra lembrar: liberdade se tem é com Ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Muitos estão MORRENDO sem Jesus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você entendeu isso?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;MUITOS&lt;/span&gt; ESTÃO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;MORRENDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SEM JESUS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agente acha que faz muito mas não estamos fazendo &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Eu posso até ir para o céu. A pessoa do meu lado vai? Estamos sendo&amp;nbsp;egoístas&amp;nbsp;porque só pensamos em nós mesmos. Temos já nosso passaporte carimbado então por que se importar com o do próximo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peço para que o ano de 2010 &amp;nbsp;tenhamos um coração humilde e disposto para salvar vidas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fernandinho - Pai de Multidões&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Eu vejo um povo tão distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Tão sozinho, buscando salvação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Eu vejo órfãos e viúvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Filhos pródigos tão longe do Pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Consolar os que choram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Libertar os cativos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Preparar o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Anunciar a salvação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Eu serei pai de multidões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Tocarei em muitas gerações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6511352267319082254?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6511352267319082254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6511352267319082254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6511352267319082254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6511352267319082254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2010/01/muitos-poucos-salvos.html' title='Muitos poucos salvos'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1536545455883821377</id><published>2009-12-16T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:27:35.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Provando a Prova de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele é simples e eu o vejo na&amp;nbsp;simplicidade. Isso foi o que pedi a Ele. Por que reclamar? Senhor, abre os meus olhos para que eu possa ver - era o que clamava e hoje vivo isso. A unica coisa que tenho a fazer é aproveitar esse momento com Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A prova do amor dEle por mim não tem por que de não ser aprovada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele é o&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;ontem, hoje e será para sempre. Não quero ser a mesma de ontem e nem amanhã a mesma de hoje. Quero ser aprovada por Ele! Quero ser prova do amor dEle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eu não estou satisfeito, eu quero mais. Te conhecer, e&amp;nbsp;prosseguir em Te&amp;nbsp;conhecer. Esse é o alvo da minha vida, Senhor"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais uma vez eu oro: Senhor, abra os meus olhos para que eu possa ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1536545455883821377?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1536545455883821377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1536545455883821377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1536545455883821377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1536545455883821377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/12/provando-prova-de-amor.html' title='Provando a Prova de Amor'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-9194654178557616976</id><published>2009-12-06T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:08:46.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>blábláblá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Fácil, extremamente fácil pra você, e eu e todo mundo cantar junto"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Certo, então cante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Tudo o que tenho, tudo o que sou, o&amp;nbsp;que vier a ser entrego a Ti , Senhor"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Distante de ti senhor não posso viver, não vale a pena existir"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Abro mão dos meus sonhos, abro mão dos meus planos, abro mão da minha vida por Ti"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não tenho outro bem além de ti"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não sei por que essa música do Jota Quest me veio a cabeça uma hora dessa, mas me fez refletir. Refletir o que eu mesma estou vivendo. É muito fácil agente levantar a mão, cantar todas essas músicas sem ao menos saber o que se trata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pode ser até extremamente fácil cantarmos essas músicas. Quero ver é a prática! Quero ver a sinceridade não só no falar, mas no viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Renunciar NUNCA foi fácil. Carregar cruz NUNCA foi leve. Mas não existe coisa melhor que viver para Deus. Infelizmente chega um ponto da nossa vida em que Deus não é mais o centro de tudo. Amigos, internet, estudos, trabalho, namoros! Eles tomaram conta da nossa vida. Tomaram o lugar de Deus. Agente? Agente não está nem aí! Preferimos viver pra nós mesmos! Estou mentindo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sinto isso. Quero mudança. Quero Deus! MAIS e MAIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que esse meu querer não seja apenas teorias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Agente precisa aprender a levar as coisas mais a sério. Agente precisa aprender a amar Deus. Precisamos aprender a negar nós mesmos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Se for preciso....vamos&amp;nbsp;recomeçar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-9194654178557616976?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/9194654178557616976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=9194654178557616976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9194654178557616976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/9194654178557616976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/12/tudo-nao-prassa-de-blablabla.html' title='blábláblá'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8890751219217728662</id><published>2009-11-29T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Tic Tac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Segundos, minutos, horas e dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Semanas, meses, anos e enganos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ganho tempo, perco tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Só lamento pelo senso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não ouço mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivo com o pé pra trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Faço o que quero sem opiniões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pra satisfazer minhas emoções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não era assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não quero isso pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mostra-me novamente o sentido da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O prazer de lembrar da sua vinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A vontade de Te querer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De Te buscar, de Te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-8890751219217728662?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8890751219217728662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8890751219217728662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8890751219217728662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8890751219217728662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/tic-tac_29.html' title='Tic Tac'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6136916381059204889</id><published>2009-11-19T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:09:59.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>SAUDADE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Irei ver novamente aquele sorriso e aquele olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aquela forma doce de me chamar de Fá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um pote cheio de meiguice, jeito lindo de falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O baiano dela não dava pra enganar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dela só se tem coisa boa pra lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saudade dela tenho sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas um dia agente vai se encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E novamente vou chamar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lôrinha, L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ôrinha, L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ôrinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;para minha eterna Letícia Brandão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6136916381059204889?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6136916381059204889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6136916381059204889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6136916381059204889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6136916381059204889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/saudade.html' title='SAUDADE!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2974911107071835385</id><published>2009-11-16T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Tropeçou, caiu, desmaiou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Estava indo tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas colocaram uma pedra no meio do além&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;'Tinha uma pedra no meio do caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;No meio do caminho tinha uma pedra'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Por que a população continua cega?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não conseguem ver a &lt;i&gt;Verdadeira Verdade?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo não passa de pura vaidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O individualismo tomou conta do pedaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Aí a vinda de Jesus fica assim: no maior atraso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sei que faz parte do tempo dEle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas custa amar o próximo? Custa amar Ele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A humanidade desmaiou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas acredito no despertar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Porque o amor dEle nunca mudou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Basta agora agente se acertar&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Acertar o caminho a aprender de vez a amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-2974911107071835385?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2974911107071835385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2974911107071835385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2974911107071835385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2974911107071835385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/tropessou-caiu-desmaiou.html' title='Tropeçou, caiu, desmaiou'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2072199573573469241</id><published>2009-11-11T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:13:04.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte a Ti'/><title type='text'>Exame de Vista. Exame da Alma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8lUy7p0JQ0/TxGpiGBiH7I/AAAAAAAACJs/azcn6_qZ3pQ/s1600/jesus..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8lUy7p0JQ0/TxGpiGBiH7I/AAAAAAAACJs/azcn6_qZ3pQ/s320/jesus..jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/7328697472694861152-2072199573573469241?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2072199573573469241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2072199573573469241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2072199573573469241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2072199573573469241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/exame-de-vista-exame-da-alma.html' title='Exame de Vista. Exame da Alma!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8lUy7p0JQ0/TxGpiGBiH7I/AAAAAAAACJs/azcn6_qZ3pQ/s72-c/jesus..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1493321860043769399</id><published>2009-11-07T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Aprender a ler, pra isso não tem hora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Nenhum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Drummond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;fez esse milagre na minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não a da salvação, que foi a maior concebida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas a de aprender a gostar de ler na certa medida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não gostava até os meus 16 anos de idade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas quando O conheci vi a grande necessidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O maior livro e dizem que menos compreendido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que finalmente as sílabas se juntaram&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu entendi e gostei, e fui buscar outros no armário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não tão importante como aquele de folhas fininhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas que deixa uma lição, meu dever de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A questão agora é sair da teoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E viver o que aprendi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Caminhar, buscar e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;praticar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Simplesmente me alimentar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1493321860043769399?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1493321860043769399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1493321860043769399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1493321860043769399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1493321860043769399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/aprender-ler-pra-isso-nao-tem-hora.html' title='Aprender a ler, pra isso não tem hora'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-92301614390457438</id><published>2009-11-04T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:13:31.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mundo particular'/><title type='text'>Quero me esvaziar! Será mesmo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Ora, numa grande casa não somente há vasos de ouro e de prata, mas também de madeira e de barro; uns para honra, outros, porém, para desonra. De sorte que, se alguém se purificar destas coisas, será vaso para honra, santificado e idôneo para uso do Senhor, e preparado para toda a boa obra." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;2 Timóteo 2:20 e 21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheio de algo que te leva a pecados ou cheio da água da vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Se estiver cheio de impureza, se esvazie e deixe Deus te purificar. Depois se encha com a água da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não esqueça de compartilhar dessa água. Derrame no próximo e depois se encha de novo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Se você continuar com aquela água parada, ela pode conter coisas que provoca doenças. Sendo assim, Deus terá que te colocar de cabeça para baixo para te purificar novamente, e isso pode doer, mas faz parte de todo tratamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Assim somos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como vasos nas mãos de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje em dia: como garrafas nas mãos de Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-92301614390457438?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/92301614390457438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=92301614390457438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/92301614390457438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/92301614390457438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/11/quero-me-esvaziar-sera-mesmo.html' title='Quero me esvaziar! Será mesmo?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8237639615494042860</id><published>2009-11-01T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:14:37.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte a Ti'/><title type='text'>Deus não existe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JGTz-pSRCJM/TxGp5HlaBII/AAAAAAAACJ0/v9GeuR12WZE/s1600/foto+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JGTz-pSRCJM/TxGp5HlaBII/AAAAAAAACJ0/v9GeuR12WZE/s320/foto+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;pôr-do-sol na roça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;de tia Urleide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-8237639615494042860?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8237639615494042860/comments/default' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JGTz-pSRCJM/TxGp5HlaBII/AAAAAAAACJ0/v9GeuR12WZE/s72-c/foto+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2270958778330067226</id><published>2009-10-29T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Minha Fórmula de Adoração</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Devemos fazer sim daquela canção uma oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Falando a verdade, gosto de fazer da oração uma canção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Cada um se expressa de uma forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E ele aceita todas elas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Esse é meu jeito de mostrar a mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A mulher que sou, o ninguém que sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Diante do tudo, nada sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;No passado até já fui escrava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A minha Lei Áurea foi espada e a morte de alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Que por todos se deu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Até pelo Zé ninguém sofreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje Zé é servo, filho e noivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Alguém lhe deu valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Alguém lhe deu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E por isso hoje eu canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E por isso hoje eu oro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E por isso hoje eu adoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-2270958778330067226?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2270958778330067226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2270958778330067226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2270958778330067226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Passaram um aspirador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Lá se vão as coisas ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Infelizmente ficou uma mancha horrível no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Deixou uma marca na minha casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não quero simplesmente cobri-la com um tapete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Quero limpa-la para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Conheço o produto perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Passado na lixeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Casa limpa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3695739550824525996</id><published>2009-10-20T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Dom de Compor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Vibração da corda do violão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Meche com meu coração e emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As vezes basta apenas duas notas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Para uma nova melodia sair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E uma linda canção fluir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não sou eu quem faz isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;É algo que mora dentro de mim, afinal, meu corpo é sua habitação&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Um frio na barriga vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Arrepio na pele se tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Em momentos faz um sorriso alargar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Em outros lágrimas escorrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda sim é agradável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Música não é algo palpável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas como vento você pode ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E liberdade sentir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca ouviu o vento falar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Está na hora de escutar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo aquilo que ele quer te dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não deixe nada prender você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tranformação se tem ao decleclarar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Que o SENHOR é tudo em nossas vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3695739550824525996?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3695739550824525996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3695739550824525996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3695739550824525996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3695739550824525996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/dom-de-compor.html' title='Dom de Compor'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2545003394126694454</id><published>2009-10-12T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Ele ? II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;você só vai saber identificá-lo se eu escrever "Ele"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;está na hora de decifrar os mistérios da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;está na hora de decifrar os mistérios dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;está na hora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-2545003394126694454?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2545003394126694454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2545003394126694454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2545003394126694454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2545003394126694454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/ele-ii.html' title='Ele ? II'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-4381618915008876799</id><published>2009-10-10T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:44:54.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Palpitação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;quem disse que para senti-Lo tem que o coração acelerar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;com o coração mais calmo que nEle voce pode descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-4381618915008876799?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/4381618915008876799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=4381618915008876799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4381618915008876799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/4381618915008876799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/palpitacao.html' title='Palpitação'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-3463943047568188871</id><published>2009-10-08T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>08/07/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu perdi a essência do Teu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Me preocupando com quem eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;O meu passado ao presente voltou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E tudo o que eu sentia por Ti não sinto mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Sobre minha face não se vê o Teu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas eu desejo voltar ao Teu encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu Te quero, contigo desejo estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Pois prazer maior não há, não há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu te quero, autor da minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Conduz os meus passos para o Teu altar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Posso até enganar o meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas Tu me conheces e cuida de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Não quero em Ti uma religião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quero ser chamado por Ti de filho meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E ser reconhecido como servo Teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Fazer a Tua vontade, renunciar o meu eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-3463943047568188871?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/3463943047568188871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=3463943047568188871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3463943047568188871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/3463943047568188871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/080709.html' title='08/07/09'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1909450058231226824</id><published>2009-10-08T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Ele ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ah tah! Você que saber quem é ele? O cara que mais amo! Ele sempre me procura e comigo se preocupa. Nunca vi amor tão grande. Cuida de mim como uma mulher cuida do seu buquê de rosas e um homem cuida do seu carro zero. Todos os dias ele me presenteia.É o noivo perfeito! Infelizmente muitas vezes por meu mau humor nem agradeço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quando me toco que ele é carinhoso e bondoso  fico tão feliz e grata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; mas também tento de todas as formas pedir desculpas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;As vezes ele quer me corrigir em algo e não vou mentir, não gosto muito. Me criei tão independente e alguém querendo me mostrar como caminhar? Só que aprendi que ele faz isso para eu me tornar uma pessoa melhor, aí eu volto a agradecer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ele sempre quer sentar e conversar. Marca vários encontros e já dei tantos bolos. É porque a sociedade me prende demais! Certo, certo! A culpa não é do mundo e sim minha, mas eu prometo que vou tentar amar mais ele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu prometo que vou te amar mais, Deus! Nossa, quem é que chama o pai pelo nome?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu prometo que vou te amar mais, Pai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1909450058231226824?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1909450058231226824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1909450058231226824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1909450058231226824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1909450058231226824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/ele-ou-ele.html' title='Ele ?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-864216569208352870</id><published>2009-10-05T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Melhor travesseiro do mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Travesseiro para guerrear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Travesseiro para um livro apoiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Travesseiro para os ouvidos tapar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Travesseiro para a cabeça colocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ainda prefiro meu Pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Guerreia como ninguem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;É o próprio livro ambulante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Meus ouvidos ficam sensíveis para ouvi-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E melhor coisa não há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Do que minha cabeça recostar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;No colo de quem me ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E assim descansar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-864216569208352870?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/864216569208352870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=864216569208352870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/864216569208352870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/864216569208352870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/melhor-travesseiro-do-mundo.html' title='Melhor travesseiro do mundo'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-7540107150062630097</id><published>2009-10-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Atualizar x Recordar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Assim como eu atualizo a internet com F5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;A internet me atualiza do pensamento extinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Assim como eu recordo histórias na bíblia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;A bíblia me recorda qual o sentido da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Atualizar-se alimenta a mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Recordar-se alimenta a alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;O que é vantajoso? Se atualizar ou se recordar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Se uma resposta você não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;É melhor procurar a ajuda de alguem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;De preferência daquele que te quer bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-7540107150062630097?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/7540107150062630097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=7540107150062630097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7540107150062630097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/7540107150062630097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/atualizar-x-recordar.html' title='Atualizar x Recordar'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-6073659585790861284</id><published>2009-10-02T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Meu português e minha matemática</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Já escrevi sobre o que penso da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E diversas vezes vivi sobre o que escrevi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Só sei que a única coisa que sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;É que quero viver como ele viveu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Escrever isso é um risco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas riscar essa frase é deixar de se cumprir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;De se cumprir o verdadeiro plano para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Não como plano cartesiano: dividido mais que tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas sem divisão e apenas multiplicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Com uma só visão, de não querer tudo nas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E sim caminhar sem para traz olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;ah! Escolha o caminho certo, certo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-6073659585790861284?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/6073659585790861284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=6073659585790861284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6073659585790861284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/6073659585790861284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/meu-portugues-e-minha-matematica.html' title='Meu português e minha matemática'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8407639274971148705</id><published>2009-10-01T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:33:17.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Sonho realizado, hoje sou livre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quantas vezes quando criança não sonhei com isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Apenas com um salto simplesmente voava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Como um super-heroi, sentia-me forte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ouvia o silêcio do céu, sentia paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Sentia um vento forte, era a voz dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sonho realizado, hoje sou livre!&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-8407639274971148705?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8407639274971148705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8407639274971148705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8407639274971148705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8407639274971148705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/10/sonho-realizado-hoje-sou-livre-quantas.html' title='Jump'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-1629986087174402627</id><published>2009-09-30T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Distintos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto meu dia dá 24 voltas no relógio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;O dia dele dá uma volta no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto eu me preocupo com pequenas coisas injustas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ele torna pequena a preocupação do justo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto eu sigo regras da sociedade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ele se importa com o amor humanidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto eu deito e me canso de sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ele levanta e faz o sonho dele se realizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto na madrugada eu procuro algo para escrever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ele escreve a vida daquele que nele crer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E do que não crer também. Para perto dele ele quer trazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-1629986087174402627?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/1629986087174402627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=1629986087174402627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1629986087174402627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/1629986087174402627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/distintos.html' title='Distintos'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-725678074887574198</id><published>2009-09-30T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Materialismo ou comodismo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tinta &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #3d85c6;"&gt;azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #e06666;"&gt;vermelha&lt;/span&gt; e preta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Caneta para &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;escrever&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;observar&lt;/span&gt; e indicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Caneta coloria, de propaganda e que faz brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Caneta para anotar, rabiscar, enfeitar e apontar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Morder um bocal ou faz um sinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Impossível não se apegar a ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quem dera se fosse assim com ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Levando para todo lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;E olha que a tinta dele nunca acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;São tantos nomes para escrever no livro da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Posso ouvir um amem em relação a frase acima dita? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-725678074887574198?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/725678074887574198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=725678074887574198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/725678074887574198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/725678074887574198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/materialismo-ou-comodirmo.html' title='Materialismo ou comodismo?'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2240241985938551706</id><published>2009-09-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>de mão beijada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;melhor que cruzar os braços&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;na espera de uma bandeja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;é cruzar as pernas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;apoiando nelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;um livro de capa preta ou um violão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;podendo assim desfrutar do banquete&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-2240241985938551706?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2240241985938551706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2240241985938551706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2240241985938551706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2240241985938551706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-mao-beijada.html' title='de mão beijada'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-8814949315373308219</id><published>2009-09-29T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Chuvisco não!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Saia de casa sem capa sem guarda-chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Permita se molhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Deixe a água escorrer da cabeça aos pés&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Se possível, corra e pule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Seja como uma criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Não precisa ser inverno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas está atento e não esquecer de agradecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Está olhando o que? Vai perder a chuva de bençãos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-8814949315373308219?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/8814949315373308219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=8814949315373308219&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8814949315373308219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/8814949315373308219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuvisco-nao.html' title='Chuvisco não!'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-946380370523696781</id><published>2009-09-28T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:24:08.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Motivo para se alegrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Triste é puxar e soltar o ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Com ar de preocupação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Contando toda ruim emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Triste é dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem ao menos lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; De quem vive para te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Triste é cantar e dançar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem motivo para estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Totalmente contente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Triste é caminhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; E com si mesmo conversar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sendo que se tem uma companhia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Triste é experimentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Depois reclamar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Querendo além do que se pode ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Triste é viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Depois morrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem ter conhecido o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Não falo [de uma] paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Nem [de uma] forte atração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Falo [da] paixão e [da] atração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Pelo dono da conclusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Falo do autor da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; E que com toda certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Faz sim coração acelerar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Quando traz a memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; O motivo da verdadeira alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; simplesmente fazer todos esses verbos com a presença dele&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-946380370523696781?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/946380370523696781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=946380370523696781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/946380370523696781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/946380370523696781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/motivo-para-se-alegrar_1266.html' title='Motivo para se alegrar'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-5367323792991935334</id><published>2009-09-13T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:25:08.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title 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style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;e se passa tão dispercebido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;quero sonhar para sempre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;para te-lo, para ve-lo, para senti-lo quando tudo parace irreal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;quero viver o sonho dEle&lt;br /&gt;mesmo se eu permanecer acordado&lt;br /&gt;no mundo irreal Ele ainda estará comigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;e mais presente como nunca&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqui está o segredo da realidade&lt;br /&gt;sonhando: mundo real&lt;br /&gt;acordado: mundo irreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7328697472694861152-5367323792991935334?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2458637751985975381</id><published>2009-09-04T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:53:20.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que creio em Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a44e2c3de06a8b9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2458637751985975381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2458637751985975381&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2458637751985975381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2458637751985975381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/09/por-que-cerio-em-ti.html' title='Por que creio em Ti'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-334950747745010807</id><published>2009-08-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:35:54.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><title type='text'>O Vestibular dos céus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Quando passamos por diversos problemas ou em situações não agradáveis nos vem muito na cabeça que é coisa do “inimigo”, que de alguma forma ele quer nos ver como derrotados e faz de tudo para nos ver afastados de Deus. Realmente ele nos quer ver derrotados e longe do Senhor, mas uma coisa que temos que entender é que nós que servimos ao Deus de amor, falamos tanto que Deus é poderoso mas não entendemos o quão grande é esse poder. Se Deus é mais forte que o próprio inimigo então Ele tem poder suficiente para nos tirar do problema e derrotá-lo, não é verdade!? Claro que isso acontece de baixo da vontade de Deus e Ele nos dá o livre arbítrio para segui-lo ou não.&lt;br /&gt;O fato é, por que na maioria das vezes as coisas ruins que acontece na nossa vida é coisa do inimigo? Quantas vezes já escrevi aqui sobre desertos, mostrando que é uma forma de Deus moldar nosso caráter. É incrível como nós queremos ser pessoas melhores, ser parecidos com o próprio Cristo( que realmente é a nossa meta) mas não estamos dispostos a passar por dificuldades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Deus tem várias formas de nos moldar para termos uma personalidade de verdadeiros servos e adoradores fieis a Tua palavra. E uma das grande forma é justamente isso, passar por provações. Claro que chega um momento que dói sim, que as vezes parece que nós estamos sozinho e não sabemos o que fazer. Mas o certo é que Deus nunca nos abandona, principalmente quando clamamos pelo nome dEle. Deus conhece nosso limite e Ele nos testa até o momento em que ver que estamos preparados para o grande planos dEle. O que o inimigo faz? Lançar setas tentando nos fazer desistir.&lt;br /&gt;O Senhor nos quer ver aprovados. É como um pai que se orgulha ao ver o filho que tanto lutou para passar no vestibular. Lá está o filho, aprovado e preparado para mais uma nova etapa da sua vida e o pai assistindo tudo muito emocionado.&lt;br /&gt;Se realmente queremos viver os planos de Deus, temos que está dispostos sim a tudo isso e esperar o tempo de Deus que a vitória chegará no tempo certo. &lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-334950747745010807?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/334950747745010807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=334950747745010807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/334950747745010807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/334950747745010807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-vestibular-dos-ceus.html' title='O Vestibular dos céus'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-2426939052455804058</id><published>2009-07-26T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:19:24.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Religião x Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;É muito bom e lindo se ler a bíblia, ir a igreja, ouvir músicas que realmente agrada ao Senhor, ter muitos amigos “crentes”, não ter vaidades e viver de influencias positivas aos olhos do Pai. Só que é incrível como tudo iss&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6I9s8mkw9nM/Smz_gfUy2bI/AAAAAAAABGA/B853W8uRQtU/s1600-h/orando7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o não passa de PURA religiosida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;de se não colocarmos em prática. &lt;br /&gt;Ao ler o livro de Atos e passar por algumas situações de desertos pode perceber o como no mundo de hoje estamos cercados de religiosidade sendo que isso não nos leva a lugar nenhum. Como uma amiga uma vez me disse, nós, cristãos, somos o único exercito que luta contra nós mesmos. Somos tão divididos e muitas vezes falamos mal uns dos outros sendo que nosso único objetivo é pregar JESUS. Seja católico ou evangélico (batista, adventista, assembleiano, etc.), estamos todos cegos. Não estamos cegos nos mesmos aspectos, mas sempre existe algo que nos impede de ver o verdadeiro evangelho.&lt;br /&gt;Por que não nos unimos, tirando as cegueiras uns dos outros e assim vencemos a grande guerra? Porque somos orgulhosos e sempre achamos que o que seguimos é o correto, sendo que o correto é seguir a Jesus. Todos sabem, religião não salva ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;Em Atos pode-se observar tantos milagres cumpridos pelos apóstolos de Jesus. Isso acontece por que eles tinham fé, algo que hoje precisa ser trabalhada em nós. Toda essa divisão e religiosidade nos separa do amor de Deus fazendo com que nossa fé diminua. Por que hoje não ordenamos que um cego veja, cochos ande e por que não curamos com nossa própria sombra, coisa que os discípulos de Jesus fazia? Porque vivemos de teoria. Agente crer que tudo isso acontece, mas na hora “H” nos falta fé e ousadia.&lt;br /&gt;Dou glória a Deus que vejo ainda alguns servos do Senhor com essa autoridade e ousadia. Deus realmente tem levantado pessoas com coração humilde para fazer a obra dEle. Mas por que nós não fazemos isso? Por que temos que ver esses milagres através da vida de outras pessoas? Claro que são dons dado pelo Senhor, mas se for da vontade de Deus, Ele tem poder suficiente de realizar essas obras através das nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos nos unir em uma só voz e declarar que realmente SÓ O SENHOR É DEUS, e parar com toda essa hipocrisia e fingimento. Precisamos parar de brincar de crentes e servir ao Senhor com tudo o nosso coração.&lt;br /&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/7328697472694861152-2426939052455804058?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/2426939052455804058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=2426939052455804058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2426939052455804058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/2426939052455804058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/07/religiao-x-jesus.html' title='Religião x Jesus'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328697472694861152.post-24968466889784725</id><published>2009-06-16T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:19:32.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Medo da Luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Quando vemos um túnel muito comprido temos muito medo de entrar nele pois não sabemos o que nos aguarda pela frente. As vezes por ser escuro, tememos. Mas todos os túneis não se tem no final uma luz? Então porque diversos momentos passamos por alguns túneis das nossas vidas e ficamos com receio e simplesmente desistimos parando no meio do caminho ou até mesmo voltamos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Isso acontece quando não confiamos totalmente em Deus. Assim como a ultima &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;postagem&lt;/span&gt;, falei sobre muitas desistências ao passar por desertos e isso acontece porque não sabermos entregar nossos problemas a Deus, sendo que nós dependemos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dEle&lt;/span&gt;. Mas não é sobre os problemas que eu venho falar e sim do nível profundo do amor de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;É incrível quando nós temos um encontro com Cristo. Nosso primeiro encontro é aquele amor a “primeira vista” em que nós nos jogamos profundamente sem medo nos braços &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dEle&lt;/span&gt; porque sabemos que esse AMOR é totalmente confiável. Mas com o passar do tempo algo vai se esfriando e muitos momentos por falta de busca. É muito bom nós reconhecermos que somos dependentes desse amor e que queremos voltar ao primeiro amor, não pelo fato de querermos viver coisas passadas, mas sim de reconhecer que no inicio a busca era mais profunda. Assim que nós reconhecemos isso descobrimos que há um nível mais profundo desse amor. Por que ao descobrir que se tem um nível mais profundo as pessoas desistem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Assim como coloquei no inicio, a escuridão assusta muitos. O que seria realmente essa escuridão? Os desertos, as humilhações, os complexos e principalmente o MEDO. Você sabe que quando se busca mais, a paixão por Deus aumenta e consequentemente o amor volta a “esquentar”. Mas aí que está, muitas vezes temos medo porque pensamos que vamos nos queimar, nos machucar, só que no fundo sabemos que não. Realmente parece doer porque há renuncias nas nossas vidas, mas o amor de Deus é capaz de suprir tudo isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Não permita que essa escuridão lhe afaste do amor de Deus. Não tenha medo do profundo, porque no final sempre &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;há&lt;/span&gt; uma luz, e sabemos que essa luz é a vida eterna. Relacionamento de intimidade com Deus é isso: você não ter medo e se entregar totalmente a esse amor. Deus fala com você como se estivesse sussurrando no seu ouvido, e você só vai conseguir ouvi-lo estando perto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dEle&lt;/span&gt;. Para você esta perto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dEle&lt;/span&gt; você deve está com o coração disposto e buscar, simplesmente buscar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;Deus &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abençoe&lt;/span&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/7328697472694861152-24968466889784725?l=faguimaraes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/feeds/24968466889784725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328697472694861152&amp;postID=24968466889784725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/24968466889784725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328697472694861152/posts/default/24968466889784725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faguimaraes.blogspot.com/2009/06/medo-do-profundo.html' title='Medo da Luz'/><author><name>Fernanda G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VwBL7y1O_Q/TqKzyAPM-EI/AAAAAAAACHo/c-Gi3QRY32U/s220/casamento%2Bnessa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
