<?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-4748218147962197491</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:36:01.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOPRO DE VIDA</title><subtitle type='html'>...EPERANÇA!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748218147962197491.post-4064214611614898689</id><published>2009-12-11T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:21:58.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SyKp2bmTKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/9ZGxdOnWnH0/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+Copo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414076454639184194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SyKp2bmTKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/9ZGxdOnWnH0/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BCopo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As palavras são como o som de uma música, te fazem feliz ou te leva a uma melancolia profunda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O que sai da sua boca? Manancial de água doce ou de água amarga, se for amarga, lembra que pode matar uma vida. Então, deixe fluir dos seus lábios palavras como mel, que dá sabor e transforma . O amor é a melhor essência que existe. Um dia um Homem por amar e que dizia palavras que transformava, mudou toda uma geração e eu e você fazemos parte disso, portanto, deixe sair dos seus lábios o melhor mel àquele que pode vivificar uma vida. PENSE NISSO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TerezaTaveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4748218147962197491-4064214611614898689?l=tlotaveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/4064214611614898689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4748218147962197491&amp;postID=4064214611614898689' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/4064214611614898689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/4064214611614898689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-palavras-sao-como-o-som-de-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SyKp2bmTKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/9ZGxdOnWnH0/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BCopo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748218147962197491.post-8093272870901572202</id><published>2009-02-11T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:10:36.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMF8GKKq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/VZwBNaeBLpk/s1600-h/bolhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301587716348750786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMF8GKKq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/VZwBNaeBLpk/s320/bolhas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje, meditando na palavra, tive a certeza que Deus está nos alertando para sua volta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Medite comigo em Apocalipse 2. 17 que diz; "Quem tem ouvido ouça o que o Espírito diz a igreja". E a igreja sou eu e você !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oséias 10. 8 que fala; "E os altos de Àven, pecado de Israel, serão destruídos; espinheiros e abrolhos crescerão sobre seus altares e aos montes se dirá: cobri-nos ! E aos auteiros: cai sobre nós".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apocalipse 6. 16 diz; "E disseram aos montes e aos rochedos cai sobre nós e escondei-nos da face daquele que se assenta no trono e da ira do cordeiro".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaías 13. 9 e 10; "Eis que vem o dia do Senhor, dia cruel com ira e ardente furor, para converter a terra em assolação e dela destruir os pecados, porque as estrelas e as constelação dos céus não darão a sua luz; o sol logo ao nascer se escurecerá, e a lua não fára replandecer a sua luz".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joel 2. 30 e 31; "Mostrarei prodígios no céu e na terra, sangue, fogo e coluna de fumaça. O sol se converterá em trevas, e a lua em sangue, antes que venha o grande e terrível dia do Senhor".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;II Pedro 3. 10; "Virá, entretanto como ladrão, o dia do Senhor, no qual os céus passarão, como estrepítoso estrondo e os elementos se desfarão abrasados; também a terra e as obras que nela existem serão abaladas".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No último versículo pude concluir a mensagem do Senhor para nós.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando Deus fala que os elementos se desfarão abrasados, também a terra e as obras que nela existe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os elementos são: àgua, fogo, vento e o ar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos visto a água, o vento e o fogo assolar a terra. Se pensarmos direitinho só falta um, e esse significa o sopro dEle em cada um de nós. Uma de sua maravilhosa obra e que formou com sua própria mão, onde retornará para buscar [sua igreja, eu e você] sem mácula e ruga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então, é tempo de nascermos de novo, buscar o renovo do Senhor e voltarmos para o princípio, pois, "Ele vem como um ladrão".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4748218147962197491-8093272870901572202?l=tlotaveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/8093272870901572202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4748218147962197491&amp;postID=8093272870901572202' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/8093272870901572202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/8093272870901572202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoje-meditando-na-palavra-tive-certeza.html' title=''/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMF8GKKq8I/AAAAAAAAACY/VZwBNaeBLpk/s72-c/bolhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748218147962197491.post-977200118141376529</id><published>2008-11-30T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:14:25.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMHQvsGRlI/AAAAAAAAACg/ll93kvUYfoI/s1600-h/_plvrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301589170605934162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMHQvsGRlI/AAAAAAAAACg/ll93kvUYfoI/s320/_plvrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nesses, últimos dias contemplo o choro de Deus, através desta chuva que cai trazendo uma dissolação para humanidade. Onde volto para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;os tempos antigos, em que Deus destruiu a humanidade por haver se afastado D'le, mas achou Noé um homem reto, mesmo sendo pecador, que o amava e respeitava sua lei, nisto, preservou sua família para começar um mundo onde as pessoas vivessem segundo seu padrão, parâmetros, mas infelizmente, hoje, vivemos na mesma situação daquela geração, corrompida pelo o pecado e ganância, enfim, como Sodoma e Gomorra e, como nosso Pai disse que não iria mais exterminar a terra com um dilúvio, creio que só está nos chamando atenção para o arrependimento. Em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jeremias 33:3 diz: "Invoca-me e te responderei e anunciar-te-ei coisas grandes e ocultas que não sabes". O Espírito de Deus quer nos revelar o segredo do seu coração e para sermos pessoas transformadas, que ame o próximo como a nós mesmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesses dias de calamidade aqui em Blumenau meu corpo passou por um descompasso muito grande, indo ao banheiro toda hora urinar, e como não sou de beber muita água estes dias ingiro bastante água, para quem não tem o hábito de fazer, isto significa como o rio de Deus limpando e purificando ainda mais o meu interior para enxergar as coisas grandes do seu coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso que nosso coração bata no ritmo do coração de Deus, que é o Autor e Consumador de todas as coisas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha oração no momento é que faça meu coração estar no seu compasso. Ensinando-me a amar como o Senhor ama, olhar para os perdidos como o Senhor um dia olhou para mim. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No meio dessa calamidade o Senhor chora por ver pessoas destruídas, pois tão certo como vive, pois és todo amor e nunca pensa e quer mal a ninguém. Está nos dispertando para o arrependimento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tua palavra em II Crônicas diz: "Se o meu povo que se chama pelo meu nome se humilhar, ora e se arrepender dos seus maus caminhos, então eu ouvirei dos céus, perdoarei os seus pecados e sararei a sua terra".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4748218147962197491-977200118141376529?l=tlotaveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/977200118141376529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4748218147962197491&amp;postID=977200118141376529' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/977200118141376529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/977200118141376529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/2008/11/nesses-ltimos-dias-contemplo-o-choro-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMHQvsGRlI/AAAAAAAAACg/ll93kvUYfoI/s72-c/_plvrs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748218147962197491.post-1038178534644306717</id><published>2008-10-04T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:21:22.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMIo3M-4lI/AAAAAAAAACw/E93Wt8D7yU4/s1600-h/pulmÃ£o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301590684451398226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMIo3M-4lI/AAAAAAAAACw/E93Wt8D7yU4/s320/pulm%C3%A3o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Sopro de vida é a vida de Deus em nós, corpo, alma e espírito totalmente curados e libertos. Sopro do Espírito, essa é a vida que Deus tem para cada um. Ele quando sonhou e planejou seus filhos, soprou sua vida e essência que é sua plenitude de uma vida em sintonia com seu espírito, sendo assim, soprou em nossas narinas, com a intenção de termos comunhão genuína com Ele, mas o pecado nos separou e Deus para não perder essa comunhão conosco enviou seu filho amado para morrer por nós para que não perdessemos essa comunhão doce e linda que é sua vida em nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4748218147962197491-1038178534644306717?l=tlotaveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/1038178534644306717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4748218147962197491&amp;postID=1038178534644306717' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/1038178534644306717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/1038178534644306717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/2008/10/sopro-de-vida-vida-de-deus-em-ns-corpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMIo3M-4lI/AAAAAAAAACw/E93Wt8D7yU4/s72-c/pulm%C3%A3o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748218147962197491.post-6874779420453645646</id><published>2008-10-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:23:46.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMJjVGwvDI/AAAAAAAAADA/J2FTOC0WtRE/s1600-h/ATgAAAARlMHLGbHfmnaJR_5dqaeBpABsByWWZuR33HPeEi7gHD75JFtBFIVuWeqoeRZ12c2OuAbCHmvK3NhAbRqRz4niAJtU9VAgJ-dpnTWa6offMmVNcxytVIZjRQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301591688910781490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMJjVGwvDI/AAAAAAAAADA/J2FTOC0WtRE/s320/ATgAAAARlMHLGbHfmnaJR_5dqaeBpABsByWWZuR33HPeEi7gHD75JFtBFIVuWeqoeRZ12c2OuAbCHmvK3NhAbRqRz4niAJtU9VAgJ-dpnTWa6offMmVNcxytVIZjRQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMJWfEGDYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Adr-eyrildg/s1600-h/15321958.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tão certo como a luz do amanhecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Teu sonho é possível sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A nuvem cinza se dissipará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E nada mais será em vão é sua vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A mão de Deus vai escrever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mais um de seus milagresSe você crer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Que hoje é tempo de vencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Acredite o céu diz que sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No calendário que só ele tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ele já marcou a tua ascensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dê asas e a fé te levará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A lugares que você jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jamais sonhou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Composição: Jamyle; Robinson Monteriro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4748218147962197491-6874779420453645646?l=tlotaveira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/feeds/6874779420453645646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4748218147962197491&amp;postID=6874779420453645646' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/6874779420453645646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4748218147962197491/posts/default/6874779420453645646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlotaveira.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-certo-como-luz-do-amanhecer-teu.html' title=''/><author><name>Tereza Taveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05475893007332879419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZQqzTCuDbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SkyXGcGWg8w/S220/tereza+taveira.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rFTplU7BDBw/SZMJjVGwvDI/AAAAAAAAADA/J2FTOC0WtRE/s72-c/ATgAAAARlMHLGbHfmnaJR_5dqaeBpABsByWWZuR33HPeEi7gHD75JFtBFIVuWeqoeRZ12c2OuAbCHmvK3NhAbRqRz4niAJtU9VAgJ-dpnTWa6offMmVNcxytVIZjRQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
