<?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-4621975572713452374</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:58.298Z</updated><title type='text'>Raios de Luz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6191515385203553751</id><published>2009-12-09T12:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:33:47.807Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Salmo 102&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ele perdoa todos os teus pecados e cura as tuas efermidades."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre procuramos este Perdão. Não conseguimos descer à nossa &lt;strong&gt;pequenez&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-6191515385203553751?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6191515385203553751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=6191515385203553751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6191515385203553751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6191515385203553751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/12/salmo-102-ele-perdoa-todos-os-teus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6742053923191024342</id><published>2009-12-08T19:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:03:39.755Z</updated><title type='text'>A Espera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lembras-te como foi quando não vias aquele amigo há tanto tempo? Sim... aquele que te disse que iria passar por tua casa entre os dias 24 e 26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi uma espera vivida de forma muito intensa... Naqueles dias em que aguardavas a sua chegada recordas-te os momentos partilhados com ele, um por um, pensaste em todos os preparativos para a sua chegada, lembraste-te que ele gostava tanto daqueles bombons e decidiste ir comprar uma caixa para lhe oferecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412953562050040146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Sx6sleutkVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/U6bSR_XWAmY/s320/%25E0%2520espera%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Este Natal, um Amigo tambem me vem visitar. Um Amigo que muitas vezes guardo dentro da caixa de papelão que está debaixo da minha cama, onde tenho fotografias, postais, frases soltas,... Mas que está na altura de preparar o coração para o receber! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O Advento é uma espera onde é importante fazer o balanço da nossa caminhada enquanto cristãos, daquilo que correu bem ou menos bem... acima tudo aquilo que podemos melhorar tendo-O como fundamento dos nossos gestos, até de um simples sorriso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Neste Tempo, gosto de todos os dias (re)descobrir mais um bocadinho do Amor único e imenso de Jesus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-6742053923191024342?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6742053923191024342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=6742053923191024342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6742053923191024342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6742053923191024342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/12/espera.html' title='A Espera...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Sx6sleutkVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/U6bSR_XWAmY/s72-c/%25E0%2520espera%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2074421624957227248</id><published>2009-11-17T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:56:02.041Z</updated><title type='text'>é URGENTE!</title><content type='html'>É preciso viver e não apenas passar, é preciso sofrer e sorrir, é preciso amar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-2074421624957227248?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2074421624957227248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2074421624957227248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2074421624957227248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2074421624957227248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-urgente.html' title='é URGENTE!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6085762636340747003</id><published>2009-11-12T16:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:01:43.129Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor a Ele e a ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Estava no mundo e o mundo foi feito por Ele, e o mundo não o reconheceu. Veio para o que era seu mas os seus não o receberam."&lt;/span&gt; evangelho de S. João (1,10-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quantas vezes O vemos passar na rua e não lhe abrimos o coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como dizia ontem, o pe. Carlos Carneiro, mais que um pôr do sol ou uma paisagem magnifica, Jesus está em cada pessoa com quem nos cruzamos na rua. E, mesmo sabendo disso, fechamos tantas vezes a porta ao outro e não somos capazes de olhar aquele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; que passa por nós como um irmão, fillho do mesmo Pai. Muitas vezes somos tão amigos do nosso vizinho, do nosso colega, dos idosos do lar e acabamos por nós esquecer de quem está ali mesmo ao nosso lado, de quem partilha o mesmo espaço que nós. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E, desta forma, deixamos de O amar a Ele, porque deixámos de o amar a ele que se acabou de cruzar connosco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje, a minha oração é pelo amor ao proximo.&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/4621975572713452374-6085762636340747003?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6085762636340747003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=6085762636340747003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6085762636340747003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6085762636340747003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/11/amor-ele-e-ele.html' title='Amor a Ele e a ele'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-239884215775302731</id><published>2009-06-13T19:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:02:36.858+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SjP3nWX53HI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhMlmzZApwI/s1600-h/1974624%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346889438011710578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SjP3nWX53HI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhMlmzZApwI/s200/1974624%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;É importante cuidar dos laços que vamos atando...&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/4621975572713452374-239884215775302731?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/239884215775302731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=239884215775302731' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/239884215775302731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/239884215775302731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-importante-cuidarmos-dos-lacos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SjP3nWX53HI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhMlmzZApwI/s72-c/1974624%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2147095050447898949</id><published>2009-06-08T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:49:39.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Si1AzhWctKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cOmQmKXwEPI/s1600-h/86258176%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344999586628678818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Si1AzhWctKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cOmQmKXwEPI/s320/86258176%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Verbo de Jesus é o verbo da Vitória..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-2147095050447898949?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2147095050447898949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2147095050447898949' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2147095050447898949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2147095050447898949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Si1AzhWctKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cOmQmKXwEPI/s72-c/86258176%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2669145569732700578</id><published>2009-06-07T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:16:31.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiuZ0bCP_gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KqkKocTUidc/s1600-h/86235519%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344534508694666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiuZ0bCP_gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KqkKocTUidc/s320/86235519%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saudade do tempo em que riamos como crianças, voávamos como borboletas e cantávamos de mãos dadas ou através de um mecanismo, que não era nem uma eliminação bimolecular nem uma substituição nucleofílica, era muito mais simples do que complexos mecanismos de orgânica, era uma forma mágica de falar a 3 a partir de um telemóvel…&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de quando nos deitávamos ao sol e parecia que o mundo era perfeito, aquele imenso céu azul era o nosso limite. Sinto falta do olhar, do sorriso, do abraço confortante quando a lágrima teima em cair…&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento não muda mas a distância incomoda e trás a saudade com ela.&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/4621975572713452374-2669145569732700578?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2669145569732700578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2669145569732700578' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2669145569732700578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2669145569732700578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/saudade.html' title='Saudade!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiuZ0bCP_gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KqkKocTUidc/s72-c/86235519%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-4433347546787781833</id><published>2009-06-07T10:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:04:22.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estarei sempre convosco até ao fim dos tempos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-4433347546787781833?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4433347546787781833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=4433347546787781833' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4433347546787781833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4433347546787781833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/eu-estarei-sempre-convosco-ate-ao-fim.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-7343997114112043103</id><published>2009-06-06T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:46:13.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiqEa--bumI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eRjbIJH8_Do/s1600-h/87128881%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344229506944842338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiqEa--bumI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eRjbIJH8_Do/s400/87128881%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Confio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-7343997114112043103?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7343997114112043103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=7343997114112043103' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7343997114112043103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7343997114112043103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/confio.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiqEa--bumI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eRjbIJH8_Do/s72-c/87128881%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-8156055008485412971</id><published>2009-06-05T18:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:47:06.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SilY71WrC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EwEftyH7j74/s1600-h/lapis%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343900217809505266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SilY71WrC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EwEftyH7j74/s320/lapis%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto-Te por entre soluções, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com um pH neutro mas não ausente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-8156055008485412971?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/8156055008485412971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=8156055008485412971' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8156055008485412971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8156055008485412971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/sinto-te-por-entre-solucoes-com-um-ph.html' title='pH'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SilY71WrC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EwEftyH7j74/s72-c/lapis%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-4289169303841217696</id><published>2009-06-03T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:32:10.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;És um grãozinho de uma praia maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;E deves dar tudo o que tens de melhor!&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/4621975572713452374-4289169303841217696?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4289169303841217696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=4289169303841217696' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4289169303841217696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4289169303841217696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/es-um-graozinho-de-uma-praia-maior-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-3291304486732214338</id><published>2009-05-31T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:33:49.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguma coisa acontece por acaso??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dentro de um dos livros de geologia estava uma imagem semelhante a esta do Santo António de Lisboa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiLQxBuiaYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XBAw3LWRNcA/s1600-h/santo_antonio%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342061648710625666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiLQxBuiaYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XBAw3LWRNcA/s320/santo_antonio%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E no verso dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SANTO PROTECTOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que Tu, Senhor Jesus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;nasças na gruta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;do meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/4621975572713452374-3291304486732214338?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3291304486732214338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=3291304486732214338' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3291304486732214338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3291304486732214338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/05/alguma-coisa-acontece-por-acaso.html' title='Alguma coisa acontece por acaso??'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SiLQxBuiaYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XBAw3LWRNcA/s72-c/santo_antonio%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2413308926402853114</id><published>2009-05-21T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:26:07.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/ShXGpO7O1YI/AAAAAAAAADw/IW9NA6f1Bnk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338391345001059714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/ShXGpO7O1YI/AAAAAAAAADw/IW9NA6f1Bnk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Si conocieras como te sueño, como te sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pensarías más en mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4621975572713452374-2413308926402853114?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2413308926402853114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2413308926402853114' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2413308926402853114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2413308926402853114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/05/si-conocieras-como-te-sueno-como-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/ShXGpO7O1YI/AAAAAAAAADw/IW9NA6f1Bnk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-4736670590076688085</id><published>2009-05-18T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:37:03.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mês de Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sim, faz-me lembrar tantos tipos de amor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amor inexplicável de mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amor confidente de irmãs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amor cúmplice de amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amor puro de namorados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amor simples por aquele que passa por nós na rua e sorri, mostrando o rosto de Cristo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coloco no teu colo, minha Mãe, todos aqueles para quem 'amo-te' é a palavra certa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337504707562758194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/ShKgQJFA4DI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Xy67fILV-s/s320/400_F_509724_FdW23Q5Sc8912vwxTceAKzVeghiEkP%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-4736670590076688085?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4736670590076688085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=4736670590076688085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4736670590076688085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4736670590076688085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/05/maio.html' title='Maio...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/ShKgQJFA4DI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Xy67fILV-s/s72-c/400_F_509724_FdW23Q5Sc8912vwxTceAKzVeghiEkP%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-1547429936794137267</id><published>2009-05-17T20:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:59:06.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>17.Maio.2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lembrai-Vos também dos nossos irmãos que adormeceram na esperança da ressurreição e de todos aqueles que na Vossa misericórdia partiram deste mundo, admiti-os na luz da Vossa presença."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;três&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;3&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/4621975572713452374-1547429936794137267?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1547429936794137267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=1547429936794137267' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1547429936794137267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1547429936794137267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/05/lembrai-vos-tambem-dos-nossos-irmaos.html' title='17.Maio.2006'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-789085418805122169</id><published>2009-04-28T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:28:07.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SfbaG8G7BWI/AAAAAAAAADU/mC8LjMRhQlA/s1600-h/sb10067914e-001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329687021788792162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SfbaG8G7BWI/AAAAAAAAADU/mC8LjMRhQlA/s320/sb10067914e-001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Te amarei Senhor, Te amarei Senhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu só encontro a paz e alegria bem perto de Ti!&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/4621975572713452374-789085418805122169?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/789085418805122169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=789085418805122169' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/789085418805122169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/789085418805122169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-amarei-senhor-te-amarei-senhor-eu-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SfbaG8G7BWI/AAAAAAAAADU/mC8LjMRhQlA/s72-c/sb10067914e-001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-1640536360364392000</id><published>2009-04-23T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:49:29.322+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Adormeci e sonhei que a vida era alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Despertei e vi que a vida era serviço.&lt;br /&gt;Servi e vi que o serviço era alegria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-1640536360364392000?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1640536360364392000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=1640536360364392000' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1640536360364392000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1640536360364392000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/04/adormeci-e-sonhei-que-vida-era-alegria.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-7678252314520827683</id><published>2009-04-14T11:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:01:44.444+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida em abundância</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SeRl6b9-iFI/AAAAAAAAADA/PHkTslzh7cM/s1600-h/400_F_8956478_98zSJ4E6rtL9nwGH6pUCG183cdTe2Cs1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324492714073294930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SeRl6b9-iFI/AAAAAAAAADA/PHkTslzh7cM/s320/400_F_8956478_98zSJ4E6rtL9nwGH6pUCG183cdTe2Cs1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pai, hoje levantei-me com uma enorme vontade de te dar graças pela minha vida... Pela oportunidade que hoje, mais uma vez, me das de viver! De viver a vida sem deixar que seja ela a viver-me a mim, em que me dás a oportunidade de SER feliz mais um dia... A vida em abundância está ao nosso alcance =) e para isso basta bebermos da fonte de Água Viva e levarmos aos outros desta água que é Deus, que é 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/4621975572713452374-7678252314520827683?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7678252314520827683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=7678252314520827683' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7678252314520827683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7678252314520827683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/04/vida-em-abundancia.html' title='Vida em abundância'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SeRl6b9-iFI/AAAAAAAAADA/PHkTslzh7cM/s72-c/400_F_8956478_98zSJ4E6rtL9nwGH6pUCG183cdTe2Cs1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-8562327227168910832</id><published>2009-04-11T11:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:18:54.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sim! Sei que sou exigente, talvez demasiado. Talvez exija mesmo mais do que aquilo que me podes dar e chegue mesmo a ser injusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sei que tenho a necessidade de atenção, de mimo, de sentir que faço parte da tua vida... E não gosto de sentir que é uma parte qualquer! Tenho a necessidade de sentir que ocupo um lugar importante, que sou especial... E é nesta parte que talvez seja injusta, talvez até ocupe esse lugar, talvez seja mesmo muito importante para ti... e acredito mesmo que sim! Acredito que tu gostas de mim tanto como eu gosto de ti. Mas as vezes dou por mim a pensar que não e sinto-me mesmo mal, totó! Parece que quanto mais dou mais mal me sinto por achar que isso não é valorizado, parece que o amor que tento dar a cada dia tem tanta ou menos importancia que um 'olá' de uma msg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talvez o meu amor seja um amor egoista... nao queria nada que fosse assim! Queria um amor que é cuidado do outro e pelo outro, não queria que o amor que vivo fosse a busca de mim mesma e da minha felicidadezinha, mas o teu bem. Se assim for, conto contigo mas acima de tudo com Ele para me ensinar a amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mãe, sabes como quero mesmo aprender a amar de forma pura e sincera como tu sempre soubeste fazer! Quero ser como Tu, Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Confio em ti, minha Mãe.&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/4621975572713452374-8562327227168910832?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/8562327227168910832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=8562327227168910832' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8562327227168910832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8562327227168910832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sim-sei-que-sou-exigente-talvez.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-4497024310724701626</id><published>2009-03-16T21:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:50:17.816Z</updated><title type='text'>Precisamos de TI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Sb7XS3L2mFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eiGMbGnW4iM/s1600-h/1000imagens%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313921329395046482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Sb7XS3L2mFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eiGMbGnW4iM/s320/1000imagens%5B11%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precisamos de Ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como a terra do sol para viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precisamos de Ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Como o mar do céu para ter cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-4497024310724701626?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4497024310724701626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=4497024310724701626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4497024310724701626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4497024310724701626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/03/precisamos-de-ti.html' title='Precisamos de TI!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/Sb7XS3L2mFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eiGMbGnW4iM/s72-c/1000imagens%5B11%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-4226142578267046540</id><published>2009-03-06T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:02:56.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA-ME DE BEBER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SbEeyfKgP6I/AAAAAAAAACg/tUA7I-gE370/s1600-h/Jesus_e_a_Samaritana%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310059288354373538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SbEeyfKgP6I/AAAAAAAAACg/tUA7I-gE370/s320/Jesus_e_a_Samaritana%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senhor, dá-me de beber para eu não ter mais sede!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma frase pronunciada no inicio e que o coração transportou ao longo dos dias de missão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAR DE BEBER É TER SEDE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-4226142578267046540?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4226142578267046540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=4226142578267046540' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4226142578267046540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/4226142578267046540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/03/da-me-de-beber.html' title='DA-ME DE BEBER!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SbEeyfKgP6I/AAAAAAAAACg/tUA7I-gE370/s72-c/Jesus_e_a_Samaritana%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-8691531327101049178</id><published>2009-03-02T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:45:27.465Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310395073114179138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SbJQLu30hkI/AAAAAAAAACo/wFxbvPhkb80/s320/abraco%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que bonito seria se todos percebessem a simplicidade do Amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-8691531327101049178?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/8691531327101049178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=8691531327101049178' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8691531327101049178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/8691531327101049178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-bonito-seria-se-todos-percebessem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SbJQLu30hkI/AAAAAAAAACo/wFxbvPhkb80/s72-c/abraco%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-3123104049403587807</id><published>2009-02-20T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:35:43.001Z</updated><title type='text'>CREPÚSCULO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304825705985656834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZ6G35iiyAI/AAAAAAAAACI/jizvxT5VgGk/s320/crepsuculo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em três pontos, eu estava absolutamente segura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em primeiro lugar, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edward era um vampiro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em segundo lugar, uma parte dele - e eu não sabia qual era o poder dessa parte - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ansiava pelo meu sangue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por fim, em terceiro lugar, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eu estava incondicional e irrevogavelmente apaixonada por ele&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-3123104049403587807?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3123104049403587807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=3123104049403587807' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3123104049403587807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3123104049403587807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/crepusculo.html' title='CREPÚSCULO!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZ6G35iiyAI/AAAAAAAAACI/jizvxT5VgGk/s72-c/crepsuculo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-3616907716835654371</id><published>2009-02-19T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:58:26.333Z</updated><title type='text'>O Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304646433639225538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZ3j04Ab2MI/AAAAAAAAACA/CBUDGVnBXz8/s320/1000imagensCAFN8LZD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo perguntou ao tempo quanto tempo o tempo tem, o tempo respondeu ao tempo que o tempo tem tanto tempo quanto tempo o tempo tem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-3616907716835654371?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3616907716835654371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=3616907716835654371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3616907716835654371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/3616907716835654371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-tempo.html' title='O Tempo'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZ3j04Ab2MI/AAAAAAAAACA/CBUDGVnBXz8/s72-c/1000imagensCAFN8LZD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-9050524355512696670</id><published>2009-02-14T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:52:17.561Z</updated><title type='text'>Não sei porquê...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... mas todas as noites me tem apetecido cantar esta musica antes de adormecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302984391098857778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZf8NRDjeTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QqfzyouiF8/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, o meu dia chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma paz dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;E estou feliz no meu cansaço!&lt;br /&gt;Mãe por tudo o que fui e dei&lt;br /&gt;Leva o meu obrigado ao Pai&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto fico em teu regaço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Ti vou encontrar o que procuro&lt;br /&gt;Mais alegria para dar e para ser,&lt;br /&gt;Mãe confio em Ti és meu seguro&lt;br /&gt;E sinto Mãe que tu me estás a acolher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe quando amanha eu acordar&lt;br /&gt;Contigo vou recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração nunca se esquece&lt;br /&gt;Mãe sinto em Ti o Teu Amor&lt;br /&gt;Que me ajuda a ser melhor&lt;br /&gt;Fica comigo porque anoitece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-9050524355512696670?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/9050524355512696670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=9050524355512696670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/9050524355512696670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/9050524355512696670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-sei-porque.html' title='Não sei porquê...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SZf8NRDjeTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-QqfzyouiF8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2935729425452595201</id><published>2008-08-27T18:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:56:03.006Z</updated><title type='text'>És como um Anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje como em tantos outros dias, mais ou menos importantes, vem-me à memória o teu sorriso, o teu olhar, as tuas palavras doces, os teus gestos sempre recheados de amor e carinho para comigo. Querias tanto acompanhar o meu crescimento, participar das minhas alegrias e ajudar-me a ultrapassar as minhas tristezas… Eras como uma mãe para mim. Era teu desejo estar comigo hoje e ver-me atingir a maioridade. Tantas vezes ao recordar-te as lágrimas teimaram em cair mas hoje vou ser forte. Se em tantos momentos senti a tua presença, hoje não será diferente. Esta presença que para mim só faz sentido no Reino d’Aquele que é fonte de amor, é daí que me observas e continuas a cuidar de mim como só os anjos sabem fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-2935729425452595201?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2935729425452595201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2935729425452595201' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2935729425452595201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2935729425452595201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/08/anjo-meu.html' title='És como um Anjo'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-9135726281198076896</id><published>2008-08-05T11:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:55:16.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Confio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1000imagens.com/dotnet/1000imagens.aspx?ID=13648857208844"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://www.1000imagens.com/dotnet/1000imagens.aspx?ID=13648857208844" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Às vezes queremos tanto atingir uma determinada meta que fazemos tudo o que conseguimos para a alcançar! E depois de repente algo nos troca as voltas, parecia tudo tão perfeito... E então ficamos tristes, sentimo-nos vazios, frageis. Questionamo-nos muitas vezes acerca do porquê de determinada situação nos acontecer a nós e não aos outros... Senti-me assim! Mas de repente veio-me à memória uma frase que ouvi num dos testemunhos a que tive a oportunidade de assistir no ultimo CF. Foi a seguinte: "Deus só nos coloca os desafios à nossa frente para ver quanta força nós temos cá dentro!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Foi então que a minha postura se alterou... E de um sentimento de tristeza e vazio passei para um sentimento de confiança! Afinal há tanto amor à minha volta porque não dar-lhe a importância que ele merece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sinto-me feliz!&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/4621975572713452374-9135726281198076896?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/9135726281198076896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=9135726281198076896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/9135726281198076896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/9135726281198076896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/08/confio.html' title='Confio!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-1878224439712718701</id><published>2008-06-20T20:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:59:08.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje é um dia como tantos outros. O sol brilha no céu azul. Tudo está em perfeita harmonia (à excepção dos sucessivos desencontros). Mas o dia, apesar de vulgar para tantos, é especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na OP resolvi abrir aleatoriamente a biblia, como poucas vezes acontece. E tentar escutar aquilo que Ele me dizia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abri a bilbia no Livro de Ben Sira 1, 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Temor de Deus, principio da Sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;O Temor do Senhor é glória e honra,&lt;br /&gt;alegria e coroa de regozijo.&lt;br /&gt;O Temor do Senhor alegra o coração,&lt;br /&gt;dá alegria, felicidade e longa vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O temor do Senhor é um dom que dele vem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e que se encontra nas veredas do amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti que Ele me pedia que O temesse, ao longo da minha caminhada. Que reconhecesse a Sua mão amiga em tudo o que tornou este dia especial e estivesse sempre de coração aberto para O amar a Ele e aos outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso crescer no Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de crescer contigo, há um pedacinho d'Ele em nós!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMatPqowMEU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMatPqowMEU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já a cantámos algumas vezes =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-1878224439712718701?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1878224439712718701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=1878224439712718701' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1878224439712718701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/1878224439712718701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-5624421597960858498</id><published>2008-05-30T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:29:17.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É como uma ponte!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“A única lição que os homem precisam de aprender é amar. A sua única missão é essa: amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Essa é a primeira grande tentação dos homens, a tentação do “dar-se-sem-se-dar”. (…) Tocar sem se deixar afectar, sem perder as suas seguranças. Os homens querem deixar sempre o caminho de regresso. Então dão-se mas não se dão. (…) Amar é deixar que a carga do outro passe para nós. (…). Quando amamos tornamo-nos frágeis. Então achamos mais fácil guardar sempre uma certa distância cada vez que amamos, de modo a nunca corrermos o risco de ser afectados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Essa é precisamente a segunda tentação dos homens, (…) a tentação do “fazer-coisas-em-vez-de-estar”. Pensam que o amor se pode trocar por fazer coisas, não entendem que consiste sobretudo em estar presente. (…) Mas o amor não consiste em horas, nem em cânticos, nem em reuniões, nem em nada do que se possa fazer por fora. O amor consiste em dar-se a si mesmo e para isso é preciso ter tempo para estar com o outro, ter tempo para simplesmente estar. Mas, claro, com o tempo apanhamos o frio e o calor do outro na nossa própria alma. (…) O amor não suporta distâncias, hierarquias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A terceira tentação dos homens no que diz respeito ao amor, a tentação de “dar-a-mão-sem-se-baixar”. Pensar que se pode amar sem se baixar, sem ficar a perder. (…) Mas amar é aceitar chegar a perder para que o outro fique a ganhar. Amar é quebrar a linha que nos mantém sempre por cima, na nossa auto-suficiência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles [os homens] pensam que o amor é uma necessidade, não entendem que ir à procura de amor por necessidade não seria amor mas o seu contrário, a dependência. É esta a quarta tentação do homem no que diz respeito ao amor, a tentação do “dar-para-se-preencher”. É verdade que todo o amor enriquece quem o dá. Mas também é verdade que amar é querer o bem do outro e não o nosso. Sem isto não há amor. Os homens têm toda a espécie de carências, sobretudo afectivas. Quando, por vezes, fogem de as enfrentar, procuram uma outra pessoa para tapar os seus buracos. (…) &lt;strong&gt;o amor é como uma ponte e cada pilar tem de estar bem assente por si próprio na sua própria margem.&lt;/strong&gt; Buscar apoio do pilar na própria ponte é meio caminho para tudo se desmoronar. (…) O amor é gratuito. Só pode amar quem aceita viver a sua própria solidão e sabe que não precisa do outro para sobreviver. A solidão não é o contrário do amor – como os homens muitas vezes pensam –, é o seu alicerce escondido. Vocês pensarão então que amando assim não nos envolvemos. Mas enganam-se, é precisamente assim que nos podemos envolver sem medo de nos perdermos. O verdadeiro amor alimenta a independência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O amor não te faz ser outro, diferente de ti, faz-te ser o melhor de ti. (…) É esta a quinta tentação dos homens quando amam, a tentação do “vender-se-para-agradar”. Os homens, para agradar aqueles que dizem amar, são capazes de empenhar o que têm de mais sagrado. Vendem os seus ideais, comportam-se como se não fossem eles, tornam-se incapazes de dizem o que realmente sentem, relativizam aquilo em que realmente acreditam para não perder o outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É essa a sexta maior tentação dos homens quando começam a amar, a tentação de “manipular-o-outro-para-não-o-perder”, de seduzir o outro de forma que ele não possa recusar o amor. Há tantas formas de o fazer, e algumas tão discretas! Há quem tente tornar-se imprescindível ao outro para que o outro não possa viver sem ele. Há quem tente confundir o outro de modo a que ele se convença de que já não é ninguém sem esse amor. Há até quem ameace com o perigo do castigo eterno no caso de ele recusar o amor. Mas cada um tem que descobrir por si só a vida e amá-la livremente pelo que ela é.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nuno Tovar de Lemos, in “O Príncipe e a Lavadeira”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-5624421597960858498?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5624421597960858498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=5624421597960858498' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5624421597960858498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5624421597960858498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nica-lio-que-os-homem-precisam-de.html' title='É como uma ponte!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-156379514240686949</id><published>2008-05-18T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:56:39.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada es impossible para ti =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/an5fwT18MYA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/an5fwT18MYA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração ficou a ecoar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-156379514240686949?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/156379514240686949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=156379514240686949' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/156379514240686949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/156379514240686949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nada-impossivel-para-ti.html' title='Nada es impossible para ti =)'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-500862779525830255</id><published>2008-05-11T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:11:53.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se um olhar bastasse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;O amor, quando se revela,&lt;br /&gt;Não se sabe revelar.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem olhar p'ra ela,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não lhe sabe falar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem quer dizer o que sente&lt;br /&gt;Não sabe o que há de dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Fala: parece que mente&lt;br /&gt;Cala: parece esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, mas se ela adivinhasse,&lt;br /&gt;Se pudesse ouvir o olhar,&lt;br /&gt;E se um olhar lhe bastasse&lt;br /&gt;Pr'a saber que a estão a amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem sente muito, cala;&lt;br /&gt;Quem quer dizer quanto sente&lt;br /&gt;Fica sem alma nem fala,&lt;br /&gt;Fica só, inteiramente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se isto puder contar-lhe&lt;br /&gt;O que não lhe ouso contar,&lt;br /&gt;Já não terei que falar-lhe&lt;br /&gt;Porque lhe estou a falar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olho, apenas! Como se isso bastasse, como se de um espelho se tratasse. Um espelho sem riscos, onde é possível observar o que de mais puro o coração sussurra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-500862779525830255?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/500862779525830255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=500862779525830255' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/500862779525830255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/500862779525830255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/se-um-olhar-bastasse.html' title='Se um olhar bastasse...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6103091754692518385</id><published>2008-05-03T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:56:15.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBxR0-B1qwI/AAAAAAAAABM/Abv5g3ueei4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196118040524466946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBxR0-B1qwI/AAAAAAAAABM/Abv5g3ueei4/s320/untitled.bmp" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liberta o grito que trazes dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E a coragem e o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo que seja só um momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo que traga alguma dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Só isso faz brilhar o lume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que hás-de levar até ao fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E esse lume já ninguém pode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nunca apagar dentro de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lume, Mafalda Veiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso libertar este grito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/4621975572713452374-6103091754692518385?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6103091754692518385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=6103091754692518385' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6103091754692518385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6103091754692518385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/liberta-o-grito-que-trazes-dentro-e.html' title='Libertar!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBxR0-B1qwI/AAAAAAAAABM/Abv5g3ueei4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-2589088372450450372</id><published>2008-05-01T11:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:44:08.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor é uma companhia.&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei andar só pelos caminhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porque já não posso andar só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um pensamento visível faz-me andar mais depressa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E ver menos, e ao mesmo tempo gostar bem de ir vendo tudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo a ausência dela é uma coisa que está comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E eu gosto tanto dela que não sei como a desejar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se a não vejo, imagino-a e sou forte como as árvores altas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas se a vejo tremo, não sei o que é feito do que sinto na ausência dela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Todo eu sou qualquer força que me abandona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Toda a realidade olha para mim como um girassol com a cara dela no meio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195383742850771698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBm1_OB1qvI/AAAAAAAAABE/uZkND8mYQZI/s320/heart__by_snul%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;o gostamos de alguém de uma forma verdadeira, sincera, sentimo-nos assim. Tudo o que nos dizem relacionamos com essa pessoa, com a forma de ser, falar ou até mesmo com alguma coisa que nos tenha dito. Parece que não cabemos dentro de nós próprios, algo se apoderou de nós e até nos faz respirar melhor. Até o tempo parece passar mais depressa e não nos deixar aproveitar os momentos em que estamos na sua companhia. Olhamos para o telemóvel vezes sem conta a espera que se lembre de nos dizer uma palavra que nos faça sentir especial. Vivemos num sonho contínuo, à parte do mundo que nos rodeia e ao mesmo tempo mais atentos do que nunca a coisas que, para tantos, parecem insignificantes. O amor que sentimos torna-se “uma companhia” que transforma a nossa identidade pessoal, que nos faz reagir de outra forma a tudo. Há em nós um sentimento que nos preenche e nos faz ver tudo de uma forma bela, como se de um sonho se tratasse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-2589088372450450372?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2589088372450450372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=2589088372450450372' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2589088372450450372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/2589088372450450372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/love.html' title='O Amor é...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBm1_OB1qvI/AAAAAAAAABE/uZkND8mYQZI/s72-c/heart__by_snul%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-5080509131447205146</id><published>2008-04-29T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:11:07.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estava a ler um post num blog sobre ouvirmos muitas vezes a mesma musica e acabarmos por nos fartar... e essa pessoa dizia que o mesmo acontecia com as pessoas! Eu não concordo muito... Acho que se nos fartamos é porque nunca gostámos realmente dessas pessoas, se gostassemos não nos fartariamos, pelo contrário, a vontade/necessidade de estarmos com a pessoa de que gostamos aumenta à medida que a vamos conhecendo! Falo sem experiência própria porque para falar a verdade nunca senti isto, mas também acho que ainda não encontrei a pessoa certa (talvez tenha encontrado, mas é dificil ter certezas quando a relação se mantem na amizade!). É preciso conhecer para depois podermos afirmar: gosto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194789989391903458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="266" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBeZ-OB1quI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7MLZbGx5C3Y/s320/coracao2tf%5B1%5D.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pai, ajuda-me a "abrir os meus olhos" para além da paixão, do desejo, do sonho... para que possa perceber melhor tudo o que se passa à minha volta! Confio-Te o meu coração, sei que cuidarás bem dele.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-5080509131447205146?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5080509131447205146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=5080509131447205146' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5080509131447205146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5080509131447205146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/04/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SBeZ-OB1quI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7MLZbGx5C3Y/s72-c/coracao2tf%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-5209291177897617043</id><published>2008-04-28T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:18:45.378+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CALMA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“CALMA!” Deve ser a palavra que mais tenho ouvido nestes últimos dias dos meus corações… Só com eles e conTigo tem sido possível encontrar a paz e confiança de que preciso, para continuar a caminhar para a frente, e a certeza de que se voltar a cair Tu e eles estarão cá para baixar a poeira e me mostrarem o caminho. Há momentos em que sinto isto tão presente, parece que uma força se apodera de mim e me faz sentir forte, sem receios do futuro, faz-me sentir que é este o caminho que Tu escolheste para mim, que fará de mim uma pessoa feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMYhi17Zw2M&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senhor, entrego-me a Ti… Afinal, só Tu sabes o que virá!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada por tudo corações =) Têm tido muita paciência... Gosto muito de vcs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-5209291177897617043?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5209291177897617043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=5209291177897617043' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5209291177897617043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5209291177897617043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/04/calma.html' title='CALMA!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6103614486891060288</id><published>2008-04-15T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:36:45.098+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAdebNX8PFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J3xQz67Vqvc/s1600-h/orar[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190220917107342418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAdebNX8PFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J3xQz67Vqvc/s320/orar%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Às vezes paro por algum tempo para falar com Ele e não sei como começar, não sei que dizer! Penso no Seu enorme amor, na Sua enorme bondade, e na minha pequenez, sinto que não sou nada… E então fico, fisicamente, quieta mas muito inquieta por dentro, afinal Ele é quem me abriga e ilumina, e eu? Que posso fazer eu por Ele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aquele Amor tão grande e sublime só pode ser correspondido com amor, um amor não fictício, não apenas para ser bem vista aos olhos dos que me rodeiam, mas um amor verdadeiro, capaz de fazer esboçar um sorriso mesmo quando a escuridão nos invade. Porque é nos momentos de angústia, solidão e tristeza que o [possível] amor que eu possuo por Ele se manifesta, tal como o que, desde sempre, Ele tem por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom Jesus quero aprender a amar, ensina-me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-6103614486891060288?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6103614486891060288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=6103614486891060288' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6103614486891060288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/6103614486891060288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-eu.html' title='E eu?'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAdebNX8PFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J3xQz67Vqvc/s72-c/orar%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-7213290884108520682</id><published>2008-04-14T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:31:26.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Afinal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Afinal, a melhor maneira de viajar é sentir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentir tudo de todas as maneiras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentir tudo excessivamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porque todas as coisas são, em verdade, excessivas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E toda a realidade é um excesso, uma violência, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uma alucinação extraordinariamente nítida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que vivemos todos em comum com a fúria das almas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O centro para onde tendem as estranhas forças centrífugas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que são as psiques humanas no seu acordo de sentidos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto mais eu sinta, quanto mais eu sinta como várias pessoas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto mais personalidade eu tiver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto mais intensamente, estridentemente as tiver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto mais simultaneamente sentir com todas elas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto mais unificadamente diverso, dispersadamente atento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estiver, sentir, viver, for, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mais possuirei a existência total do universo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mais completo serei pelo espaço inteiro fora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mais análogo serei a Deus, seja ele quem for, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porque, seja ele quem for, com certeza que é Tudo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E fora d'Ele há só Ele, e Tudo para Ele é pouco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&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/4621975572713452374-7213290884108520682?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7213290884108520682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=7213290884108520682' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7213290884108520682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7213290884108520682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/04/afinal.html' title='Afinal!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-7565171270336242644</id><published>2008-04-13T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:23:02.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAJOAtX8PEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pNxJ5rl79B8/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188795494771211330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAJOAtX8PEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pNxJ5rl79B8/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto-me chamada a caminhar contigo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-7565171270336242644?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7565171270336242644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=7565171270336242644' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7565171270336242644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/7565171270336242644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/04/sinto-me-chamada-caminhar-contigo.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAJOAtX8PEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pNxJ5rl79B8/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-6826908118696293124</id><published>2008-03-13T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:33:04.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAJJItX8PDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6nGsc7-BzgU/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188790134652025906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SAJJItX8PDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6nGsc7-BzgU/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pai, ensina-me a viver!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-6826908118696293124?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6826908118696293124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4621975572713452374.post-5744763242323801691</id><published>2008-03-04T21:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:49:48.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Começo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Senhor, Tu seduziste-me e fui apanhado."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jr 20,7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188376577775183890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SADRAh8_KBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JR-NbP2hYm0/s320/Maos-34%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Esta citação marca-me! Talvez por ter sentido isto mm quando, acerca de um ano, Te apresentaram! =) Conheces-me desde a eternidade, sempre estiveste comigo mas não sentia essa presença como desde essa altura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Foi num convivio franterno que me senti completamente &lt;strong&gt;seduzida por Ti&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pelo Teu olhar&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pela Tua benevolência&lt;/strong&gt; mas, principalmente, &lt;strong&gt;pelo Teu Amor&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Eu quero amar, eu quero ser aquilo que Deus quer... Sozinho eu não posso mais, sozinho eu não posso mais viver!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tu porque não te deixas seduzir?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4621975572713452374-5744763242323801691?l=rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5744763242323801691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4621975572713452374&amp;postID=5744763242323801691' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5744763242323801691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4621975572713452374/posts/default/5744763242323801691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rai0sdeluz.blogspot.com/2008/03/comeo.html' title='Começo!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09162827747870351155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_J1OVIJBlGpU/SADRAh8_KBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JR-NbP2hYm0/s72-c/Maos-34%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
