<?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-4010599214963158257</id><updated>2012-02-26T09:48:59.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escritos Meus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4974548637734683970</id><published>2011-10-15T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:23:53.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terra Adubada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pqZXR0pZFg/Tpod8w44X7I/AAAAAAAAFAs/Jw5ttbcvMao/s1600/imagesCACDFCMR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" width="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pqZXR0pZFg/Tpod8w44X7I/AAAAAAAAFAs/Jw5ttbcvMao/s320/imagesCACDFCMR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwHRQ2MEz0Y/TpoeI-yqvTI/AAAAAAAAFA4/G7Wiyf2erSY/s1600/imagesCAH5I3AV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" width="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwHRQ2MEz0Y/TpoeI-yqvTI/AAAAAAAAFA4/G7Wiyf2erSY/s320/imagesCAH5I3AV.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sou Terra boa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adubada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde os pingos de chuva sabem onde vão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sementes esperam quietinhas o dia e a hora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que com a Luz do Sol se abrirão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São Flores diversas e versos tantos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que minha Poesia vira Canto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Deus dedico tanto esplendor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De uma terra, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco de água,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O aquecer do Sol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O desabrochar de algumas sementes que viram Flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Ele plantou em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4974548637734683970?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4974548637734683970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/terra-adubada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4974548637734683970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4974548637734683970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/terra-adubada.html' title='Terra Adubada'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pqZXR0pZFg/Tpod8w44X7I/AAAAAAAAFAs/Jw5ttbcvMao/s72-c/imagesCACDFCMR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-3613962514137761181</id><published>2011-10-10T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:42:46.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcocq2cZSOc/TpOQ8qaR-lI/AAAAAAAAFAU/kQfSkRNuZUo/s1600/aceita_minha_vida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcocq2cZSOc/TpOQ8qaR-lI/AAAAAAAAFAU/kQfSkRNuZUo/s320/aceita_minha_vida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há momentos que é uma agonia pensar,&lt;br /&gt;É preciso o foco estar bem firme,&lt;br /&gt;A vontade bem alicerçada no que se quer,&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber de que Água se quer beber,&lt;br /&gt;De qual Fonte enriquecer,&lt;br /&gt;Em qual Manto vestir-se,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhar no Caminho que as vezes dói mais,&lt;br /&gt;Negar-se a si mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;Ver e Ter Deus como o mesmo endereço, sempre,&lt;br /&gt;É preciso retirar a agonia humana,&lt;br /&gt;A vestimenta que o físico pede para se exibir,&lt;br /&gt;É necessário ver que um dia partiremos,&lt;br /&gt;Para que deixemos a Vontade de Deus fluir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3613962514137761181?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3613962514137761181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/momentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3613962514137761181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3613962514137761181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/momentos.html' title='Momentos'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcocq2cZSOc/TpOQ8qaR-lI/AAAAAAAAFAU/kQfSkRNuZUo/s72-c/aceita_minha_vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1621659276514233172</id><published>2011-10-10T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:38:14.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prece da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6RBxiqbkqwk/TpOPxK-oN9I/AAAAAAAAE_8/4pxpjAkZxN8/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" width="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6RBxiqbkqwk/TpOPxK-oN9I/AAAAAAAAE_8/4pxpjAkZxN8/s320/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTCJUx_sDRU/TpOP5ZvaqFI/AAAAAAAAFAI/WQte_iJuIys/s1600/2507794161_b18054e228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTCJUx_sDRU/TpOP5ZvaqFI/AAAAAAAAFAI/WQte_iJuIys/s320/2507794161_b18054e228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saudade do tempo que as pessoas tinham palavra,&lt;br /&gt;Dos filhos que obedeciam os pais,&lt;br /&gt;Do respeito dado aos mais velhos,&lt;br /&gt;Da alegria em ver os jovens amando mais,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade dos balões coloridos que eu guardava&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que depois eu ficasse triste por eles esvaziarem,&lt;br /&gt;A alegria das cores dos balões cheios rendia tantos risos,&lt;br /&gt;Que a tristeza depois era tão pequena, que não apagava&lt;br /&gt;As risadas da criança que fui por ter os balões coloridos&lt;br /&gt;Guardados como se eles não murchassem jamais.&lt;br /&gt;Assim foi com minhas Poesias,&lt;br /&gt;Comecei escrevendo tanta alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegou a vez de escrever tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;As vezes eu me negava,&lt;br /&gt;Para mim a Poesia trazia tanta Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu só queria falar do riso,&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas seriam engolidas,&lt;br /&gt;Secas nas folhas dos cadernos amarelados pelo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Demorou até que eu concordasse a escrever a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;A ver que a Poesia fazia parte da minha Vida na tristeza também,&lt;br /&gt;Para mim a Poesia era tão Sagrada que só teria que escrever&lt;br /&gt;O que era belo, colorido, o que fizesse sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;O que jamais entristecesse alguém,&lt;br /&gt;Era um lugar tão especial que eu dava a Poesia,&lt;br /&gt;Que como os balões coloridos,&lt;br /&gt;Não queria que murchassem,&lt;br /&gt;Assim como não queria que minha Poesia chorasse,&lt;br /&gt;Coisas de criança que a gente não esquece,&lt;br /&gt;E vira prece na vida da gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1621659276514233172?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1621659276514233172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/prece-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1621659276514233172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1621659276514233172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/prece-da-vida.html' title='Prece da Vida'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6RBxiqbkqwk/TpOPxK-oN9I/AAAAAAAAE_8/4pxpjAkZxN8/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-740844865696288690</id><published>2011-10-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:34:23.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ida Sem Volta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKZsnomo5ok/TpJLUDdpyfI/AAAAAAAAE_U/KUTvQ72h260/s1600/imagesCABMP1DW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" width="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKZsnomo5ok/TpJLUDdpyfI/AAAAAAAAE_U/KUTvQ72h260/s320/imagesCABMP1DW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-920baGAATUI/TpJLd3RI-II/AAAAAAAAE_c/mUglcpsrv10/s1600/shutterstock_258327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-920baGAATUI/TpJLd3RI-II/AAAAAAAAE_c/mUglcpsrv10/s320/shutterstock_258327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Diante de muitas dores&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração quase parou,&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha Vida sempre pulsou,&lt;br /&gt;A Deus entreguei tudo que tenho e sou,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso Ele não permitiu que as dores me esmagassem,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que elas não calassem,&lt;br /&gt;Mas à morte não me levassem,&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei mais Vida lutando, amadureci,&lt;br /&gt;Cresci e continuo crescendo até chegar a estatura desejada,&lt;br /&gt;Quando aí pegarei aquela estrada que me levará aquela Porta&lt;br /&gt;E aqui jamais retornarei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-740844865696288690?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/740844865696288690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ida-sem-volta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/740844865696288690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/740844865696288690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ida-sem-volta.html' title='Ida Sem Volta'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKZsnomo5ok/TpJLUDdpyfI/AAAAAAAAE_U/KUTvQ72h260/s72-c/imagesCABMP1DW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7379357743568186835</id><published>2011-10-09T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:33:20.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dores da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6p1LALxSIw/TpIu5S9zA5I/AAAAAAAAE-8/rmB6NzoyUPM/s1600/imagesCAFQ0QSO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6p1LALxSIw/TpIu5S9zA5I/AAAAAAAAE-8/rmB6NzoyUPM/s320/imagesCAFQ0QSO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWXcUN7S9DM/TpIvGOpFuiI/AAAAAAAAE_E/i2qdryOgEco/s1600/b6d6cd6af30d498078cdbe877d731080d8b9d3ba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWXcUN7S9DM/TpIvGOpFuiI/AAAAAAAAE_E/i2qdryOgEco/s320/b6d6cd6af30d498078cdbe877d731080d8b9d3ba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As dores da Vida quis me podar,&lt;br /&gt;Eram tantas podas a serem feitas&lt;br /&gt;Que eu já não sabia de que árvore eu era feita&lt;br /&gt;Para tanta poda eu aguentar,&lt;br /&gt;Foram tantas lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Tantos lamentos, dores, sofrimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Já não conseguia enxergar o que a Vida tinha de bom,&lt;br /&gt;Meu nome se tornara medo,&lt;br /&gt;O que eu recebia era desprezo,&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus nunca me abandonou,&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo vai passando,&lt;br /&gt;Clareando meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;Em orações ganho forças,&lt;br /&gt;Amizades me traz o Bom Vento,&lt;br /&gt;Não perco a Fé que eu tenho&lt;br /&gt;No Deus que escuta meus lamentos,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda escreverei sobre tanta alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Sobre tanta vitória em minha Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que viverei como se estivesse sonhando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7379357743568186835?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7379357743568186835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/dores-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7379357743568186835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7379357743568186835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/dores-da-vida.html' title='Dores da Vida'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6p1LALxSIw/TpIu5S9zA5I/AAAAAAAAE-8/rmB6NzoyUPM/s72-c/imagesCAFQ0QSO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-990988728259085073</id><published>2011-10-08T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T17:10:02.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyPVwg9T-Os/TpDmBi4TUgI/AAAAAAAAE-0/tPbTIuwAXQ4/s1600/flor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyPVwg9T-Os/TpDmBi4TUgI/AAAAAAAAE-0/tPbTIuwAXQ4/s320/flor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_E0UFraP9U/TpDkZ2XoUII/AAAAAAAAE-s/F_JyMCH2Uh0/s1600/JEITOS-DE-COLORIR-A-VIDA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_E0UFraP9U/TpDkZ2XoUII/AAAAAAAAE-s/F_JyMCH2Uh0/s320/JEITOS-DE-COLORIR-A-VIDA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu quero a simplicidade das flores,&lt;br /&gt;Do Amor sentir todos os sabores,&lt;br /&gt;O da mãos estendida.&lt;br /&gt;Da Palavra amiga,&lt;br /&gt;Deixar rastros bons por onde eu passar,&lt;br /&gt;Quero ainda muito gargalhar sem exageros,&lt;br /&gt;Ver a felicidade por inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;Ver passarinhos cantando,&lt;br /&gt;Muitos ao Senhor louvando,&lt;br /&gt;Rendendo Graças por tudo que Ele fez,&lt;br /&gt;Do Sol que nasce e clareia tudo,&lt;br /&gt;A Flor que mesmo no chão enfeita o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-990988728259085073?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/990988728259085073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/simplicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/990988728259085073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/990988728259085073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/simplicidade.html' title='Simplicidade'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyPVwg9T-Os/TpDmBi4TUgI/AAAAAAAAE-0/tPbTIuwAXQ4/s72-c/flor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6949713905057684642</id><published>2011-10-08T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:37:41.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentro de Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbsU5rLRNn8/TpDcMGNWW_I/AAAAAAAAE-U/9t75vKsetkk/s1600/images1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" width="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbsU5rLRNn8/TpDcMGNWW_I/AAAAAAAAE-U/9t75vKsetkk/s320/images1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBdOIjV_zbQ/TpDcsq7pAyI/AAAAAAAAE-c/hCavnj2lSn0/s1600/imagesCAS92FAB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" width="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBdOIjV_zbQ/TpDcsq7pAyI/AAAAAAAAE-c/hCavnj2lSn0/s320/imagesCAS92FAB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há muito dentro de mim pedindo para desabrochar,&lt;br /&gt;São cores pedindo partida,&lt;br /&gt;Estavam tristes por estarem tão escondidas&lt;br /&gt;Amendrontadas por insegurança de não terem a coragem&lt;br /&gt;Do cinza pintar, &lt;br /&gt;Hoje meu canto é outro,&lt;br /&gt;há muito cinza em meu exterior&lt;br /&gt;Sendo que meu peito é feito lápis de cor,&lt;br /&gt;Tem cores sobrando e sorrindo,&lt;br /&gt;Querendo ter Vida própria,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso já é uma grande vitória&lt;br /&gt;É a Vida pedindo mais Vida em mim,&lt;br /&gt;É Deus agindo tão nitidamente assim,&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo colorido está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6949713905057684642?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6949713905057684642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6949713905057684642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6949713905057684642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro-de-mim.html' title='Dentro de Mim'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YbsU5rLRNn8/TpDcMGNWW_I/AAAAAAAAE-U/9t75vKsetkk/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7057279186518645990</id><published>2011-10-08T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:15:54.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda é Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BdcH9dSvy4/TpDZYacpB1I/AAAAAAAAE-E/zIwogwBPdyM/s1600/hoje.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BdcH9dSvy4/TpDZYacpB1I/AAAAAAAAE-E/zIwogwBPdyM/s320/hoje.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSwL4m7_K0E/TpDZl9XFEYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/Uhx7phdE3Z0/s1600/colorindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSwL4m7_K0E/TpDZl9XFEYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/Uhx7phdE3Z0/s320/colorindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ainda é tempo&lt;br /&gt;De soprar bolhas de sabão,&lt;br /&gt;De pintar as flores cinzas que estão no chão,&lt;br /&gt;De sorrir para a vida mesmo com tanto não,&lt;br /&gt;De lutar, apesar da fraqueza sentida,&lt;br /&gt;De correr mesmo com os passos comprometidos,&lt;br /&gt;De ver o Sol e querer mais da Vida,&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de ver que a batalha está para ser vencida,&lt;br /&gt;Crer, orar, doar, Ver que tudo coopera para o melhor sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Para esso finalidade foi que Deus fez a gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7057279186518645990?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7057279186518645990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ainda-e-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7057279186518645990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7057279186518645990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ainda-e-tempo.html' title='Ainda é Tempo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BdcH9dSvy4/TpDZYacpB1I/AAAAAAAAE-E/zIwogwBPdyM/s72-c/hoje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1188024399725025987</id><published>2011-10-08T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:07:51.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jzoI_udoys/TpDXifEZHuI/AAAAAAAAE90/DqWnjdHlyek/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" width="160" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jzoI_udoys/TpDXifEZHuI/AAAAAAAAE90/DqWnjdHlyek/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea71QMeWJb8/TpDXrXH7rmI/AAAAAAAAE98/12sEAWVvMZ8/s1600/colorindo_a_vida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea71QMeWJb8/TpDXrXH7rmI/AAAAAAAAE98/12sEAWVvMZ8/s320/colorindo_a_vida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tempo, tu não és um deus,&lt;br /&gt;És apenas um meio para acertos ou erros,&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti, tudo viraria um desacerto total,&lt;br /&gt;És fundamental para a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Para tudo ter um rumo afinal,&lt;br /&gt;Há tempo para todas as coisas,&lt;br /&gt;Para as rosas se abrirem depois de serem botões,&lt;br /&gt;Para corações perdoarem depois de tanta corrosão,&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, amigo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Que ao vento responde ao que Deus manda,&lt;br /&gt;Bendito seja o marcar das horas&lt;br /&gt;Em que em orações eu ganho tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Dedicando todo o meu tempo&lt;br /&gt;A quem criou o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo, tempo, tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento leva e traz um Novo Tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus manda,&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus faz,&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus colore&lt;br /&gt;E nos satisfaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1188024399725025987?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1188024399725025987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1188024399725025987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1188024399725025987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jzoI_udoys/TpDXifEZHuI/AAAAAAAAE90/DqWnjdHlyek/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-2860223432507689647</id><published>2011-10-06T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T18:51:08.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida e Fé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_W16NthDAWo/To5DLEkxjTI/AAAAAAAAE9k/aFUPRUNjSoY/s1600/4119046431_c8128f2392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_W16NthDAWo/To5DLEkxjTI/AAAAAAAAE9k/aFUPRUNjSoY/s320/4119046431_c8128f2392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4eG0X85Hmg/To5DSaoEd0I/AAAAAAAAE9s/08S1O98uNmA/s1600/fe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" width="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4eG0X85Hmg/To5DSaoEd0I/AAAAAAAAE9s/08S1O98uNmA/s320/fe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há um canto de cor intensa&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre está vivo em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Como há um Poema Leve&lt;br /&gt;porém de eterna existência, que toma conta &lt;br /&gt;Quando a desistência pede rima&lt;br /&gt;Na minha história,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre o outro lado da moeda,&lt;br /&gt;O levantar depois da queda,&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso depois de olhar para todo esse sistema &lt;br /&gt;E saber que Deus pode resolver esse grande problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-2860223432507689647?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/2860223432507689647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/vida-e-fe_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2860223432507689647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2860223432507689647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/vida-e-fe_06.html' title='Vida e Fé'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_W16NthDAWo/To5DLEkxjTI/AAAAAAAAE9k/aFUPRUNjSoY/s72-c/4119046431_c8128f2392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4557616745751572320</id><published>2011-10-05T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:39:51.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para DC ( Minha amiga Irmã)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SHEKbQo1rnM/To0i-6emZPI/AAAAAAAAE9c/O4wKcpoCF5g/s1600/23.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SHEKbQo1rnM/To0i-6emZPI/AAAAAAAAE9c/O4wKcpoCF5g/s320/23.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há muitas Flores que brotarão,&lt;br /&gt;Que já brotaram e tem bom coração,&lt;br /&gt;Tem muito ser humano bom ainda,&lt;br /&gt;Que se põe no lugar do outro,&lt;br /&gt;Que ora e quer o melhor para o outro,&lt;br /&gt;E que sempre tem uma frase amiga&lt;br /&gt;Como Perfume agradável ao coração aflito,&lt;br /&gt;Que em quase tudo vê um bom sentido,&lt;br /&gt;Que não deixa seu irmão caído nem desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;Dá seu ombro de bom agrado,&lt;br /&gt;É de Deus um Filho(a) separado(a)&lt;br /&gt;Preparado(a) para o melhor &lt;br /&gt;dEle doar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4557616745751572320?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4557616745751572320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-dc-minha-amiga-irma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4557616745751572320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4557616745751572320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-dc-minha-amiga-irma.html' title='Para DC ( Minha amiga Irmã)'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SHEKbQo1rnM/To0i-6emZPI/AAAAAAAAE9c/O4wKcpoCF5g/s72-c/23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1166986938946580644</id><published>2011-10-05T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:26:33.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filhos ou Criaturas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoo-2yqGRHc/To0f3ekGBDI/AAAAAAAAE9U/4JpcrBdTOjk/s1600/Conflitos_de_relacionamento_entre_pais_e_filhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoo-2yqGRHc/To0f3ekGBDI/AAAAAAAAE9U/4JpcrBdTOjk/s320/Conflitos_de_relacionamento_entre_pais_e_filhos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje eu li uma frase de uma poetisa&lt;br /&gt;Que dizia:&lt;br /&gt;“Quando nossos filhos, ao percorrerem suas rotinas&lt;br /&gt;e não perceberem que tornamo-nos para eles&lt;br /&gt;apenas dois conhecidos.”&lt;br /&gt;Que dor! Que realidade bruta!&lt;br /&gt;Que fim sem lógica,&lt;br /&gt;Que vontade mudar essa história,&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem pode mudar a realidade?&lt;br /&gt;Os valores mudaram,&lt;br /&gt;Os pais são realmente conhecidos dos filhos,&lt;br /&gt;Já fizeram a “obrigação “ de criar, educar,&lt;br /&gt;Agora a vida pertence a eles,&lt;br /&gt;O que mais os pais podem dar?&lt;br /&gt;Todo pai é “gagá”,&lt;br /&gt;Só faz o filho pagar mico,&lt;br /&gt;Parece palhaço no circo,&lt;br /&gt;E pai e mãe, viram personagens de risadas,&lt;br /&gt;De gargalhadas escandalosas de filhos “inteligentes”&lt;br /&gt;Que “ tudo sabem”, &lt;br /&gt;Sabem até rir da dor escondida que quer partir,&lt;br /&gt;Mas suas próprias gargalhadas agarram-se&lt;br /&gt;Nos corações de pais e mães que quase morreram&lt;br /&gt;De tanto se doarem para essas criaturas existirem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1166986938946580644?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1166986938946580644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/filhos-ou-criaturas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1166986938946580644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1166986938946580644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/filhos-ou-criaturas.html' title='Filhos ou Criaturas?'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoo-2yqGRHc/To0f3ekGBDI/AAAAAAAAE9U/4JpcrBdTOjk/s72-c/Conflitos_de_relacionamento_entre_pais_e_filhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9132521749059287051</id><published>2011-10-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:44:28.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Até Quando Senhor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulu5IKfZZyc/TosnG8xOb6I/AAAAAAAAE88/_eelFXfZzu8/s1600/3046230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulu5IKfZZyc/TosnG8xOb6I/AAAAAAAAE88/_eelFXfZzu8/s320/3046230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YA1vctBYdLM/TospvywcHmI/AAAAAAAAE9M/WdC6SaOrInE/s1600/la%25C3%25A7o-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YA1vctBYdLM/TospvywcHmI/AAAAAAAAE9M/WdC6SaOrInE/s320/la%25C3%25A7o-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Até quando meu Deus?&lt;br /&gt;Até quando?&lt;br /&gt;E como aguentarei?&lt;br /&gt;Como?&lt;br /&gt;Tende misericórdia, &lt;br /&gt;Dá-me Vida nova, &lt;br /&gt;já é hora ( penso eu),&lt;br /&gt;As dores estão calejadas pedindo Tua maciez,&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas já secaram de tanta aridez,&lt;br /&gt;Tem pena de mim, Ó Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Desata esse nó que não é Teu,&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me Teu Laço amoroso,&lt;br /&gt;E sem alvoroço,&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me de presente o sonho meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-9132521749059287051?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/9132521749059287051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-quando-senhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9132521749059287051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9132521749059287051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-quando-senhor.html' title='Até Quando Senhor?'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulu5IKfZZyc/TosnG8xOb6I/AAAAAAAAE88/_eelFXfZzu8/s72-c/3046230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4531555723924042601</id><published>2011-10-04T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T05:57:34.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universo Aquarela (Para Sônia Amorim)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhiNWq6P_kk/TosCsv2lx5I/AAAAAAAAE80/WN_2oYofLY0/s1600/20090512093159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" width="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhiNWq6P_kk/TosCsv2lx5I/AAAAAAAAE80/WN_2oYofLY0/s320/20090512093159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nesse UNIVERSO  de cores tantas,&lt;br /&gt;Cada um com sua cor,&lt;br /&gt;Formando uma aquarela de cores mansas,&lt;br /&gt;Agradando assim ao Nosso Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Aparece voce, Sônia Amorim,&lt;br /&gt;Sobressaindo em cores que dizem Sim,&lt;br /&gt;Sim ao Amor, a Paz,&lt;br /&gt;A Cantoria, a Poesia,&lt;br /&gt;A tudo de bom que Deus manda,&lt;br /&gt;A tudo de bom que a Vida traz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com muito carinho e amor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4531555723924042601?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4531555723924042601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-sonia-amorim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4531555723924042601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4531555723924042601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-sonia-amorim.html' title='Universo Aquarela (Para Sônia Amorim)'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhiNWq6P_kk/TosCsv2lx5I/AAAAAAAAE80/WN_2oYofLY0/s72-c/20090512093159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8602625701952048961</id><published>2011-10-04T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T04:46:32.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saciedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p9ffnQAviLQ/TorxygLN7DI/AAAAAAAAE8k/xBN7_MVyPs0/s1600/sossego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p9ffnQAviLQ/TorxygLN7DI/AAAAAAAAE8k/xBN7_MVyPs0/s320/sossego.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRrH3dJKZmQ/ToryCMIOICI/AAAAAAAAE8s/mfAoPEtfUHQ/s1600/descansando-em-deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="280" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRrH3dJKZmQ/ToryCMIOICI/AAAAAAAAE8s/mfAoPEtfUHQ/s320/descansando-em-deus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meu coração canta a Poesia que o alimenta,&lt;br /&gt;Minha crença é a oração que me sustenta,&lt;br /&gt;Junto meu coração com minha crença e&lt;br /&gt;Canto, danço, choro, rio, corro, ando macio,&lt;br /&gt;Procuro o melhor da Vida em vários tons musicais,&lt;br /&gt;Pinto outro pedaço da tela em tons que &lt;br /&gt;Amenizem meus ais,&lt;br /&gt;Assim vou vivendo,&lt;br /&gt;Cantando com Deus, agradeço, &lt;br /&gt;Dançando de alegria, as dores esqueço,&lt;br /&gt;Chorando de cansaço, dEle tenho o alívio do meu fardo,&lt;br /&gt;Rindo, sou Sua criança no Seu abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Correndo, vou ao encontro do meu “Espaço”,&lt;br /&gt;Andando macio, é a hora que sacio tudo que espero dEle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8602625701952048961?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8602625701952048961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/saciedade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8602625701952048961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8602625701952048961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/saciedade.html' title='Saciedade'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p9ffnQAviLQ/TorxygLN7DI/AAAAAAAAE8k/xBN7_MVyPs0/s72-c/sossego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-377817011813263025</id><published>2011-10-04T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T03:53:49.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pé de Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKS6il2GgfA/TorlsDj8FtI/AAAAAAAAE8c/OhEWh-cXIt8/s1600/5886089493_6073957ebc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKS6il2GgfA/TorlsDj8FtI/AAAAAAAAE8c/OhEWh-cXIt8/s320/5886089493_6073957ebc_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Plantei um Pé de Poesia para ver que fruto daria,&lt;br /&gt;Só que não pude estar perto da estação &lt;br /&gt;Do amadurecimento dos corações &lt;br /&gt;Os quais minha Poesia serviria de alimento,&lt;br /&gt;Espero que tenha dado outras árvores frondosas,&lt;br /&gt;Ricas em versos e prosas,&lt;br /&gt;E que suas raízes estejam ligadas&lt;br /&gt;No Céu azul,&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo para a Terra&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco da Paz lá de cima,&lt;br /&gt;O brilho que lá existe,&lt;br /&gt;A bondade que lá convive,&lt;br /&gt;O amor que de lá serve de rega certa&lt;br /&gt;Para todos os corações de todos&lt;br /&gt;Os humanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-377817011813263025?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/377817011813263025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/pe-de-poesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/377817011813263025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/377817011813263025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/pe-de-poesia.html' title='Pé de Poesia'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKS6il2GgfA/TorlsDj8FtI/AAAAAAAAE8c/OhEWh-cXIt8/s72-c/5886089493_6073957ebc_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7817953388438931898</id><published>2011-10-03T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:14:50.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilho Próprio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NCQxdOGK0w/TopsDpkfkfI/AAAAAAAAE8U/Ys61ZNFV2Mc/s1600/luz-domundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NCQxdOGK0w/TopsDpkfkfI/AAAAAAAAE8U/Ys61ZNFV2Mc/s320/luz-domundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com gestos intensos fiz da dor um Poema,&lt;br /&gt;A triste cena que me levara as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Também foi tema para exercer a cura&lt;br /&gt;De um coração ferido,&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ter coragem e carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, caminhar de fininho &lt;br /&gt;Na estrada do perdão para se conhecer&lt;br /&gt;De perto a leveza que traz a Luz da manhã&lt;br /&gt;Em que se perdoa e se é perdoado,&lt;br /&gt;É preciso resistir ao orgulho,&lt;br /&gt;A cabeça erguida por se ter razão,&lt;br /&gt;A humildade brilha igual ouro em pó,&lt;br /&gt;A oração, o joelho dobrado,&lt;br /&gt;Desfaz qualquer nó&lt;br /&gt;Virando laço eterno num Caminho só,&lt;br /&gt;O que leva à Verdade,&lt;br /&gt;O que mostra o Verdadeiro Sol,&lt;br /&gt;Onde nenhuma noite o esconde,&lt;br /&gt;E tudo reluz, por ter brilho próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7817953388438931898?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7817953388438931898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/brilho-proprio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7817953388438931898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7817953388438931898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/brilho-proprio.html' title='Brilho Próprio'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NCQxdOGK0w/TopsDpkfkfI/AAAAAAAAE8U/Ys61ZNFV2Mc/s72-c/luz-domundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1074551561139933390</id><published>2011-10-03T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:08:44.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDVPH8XCR-c/TopOc9N4vXI/AAAAAAAAE8M/Nb0J0VhBTV8/s1600/DEIXO-PRA-VOCE-Reedicao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDVPH8XCR-c/TopOc9N4vXI/AAAAAAAAE8M/Nb0J0VhBTV8/s320/DEIXO-PRA-VOCE-Reedicao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Será que posso pegar flores&lt;br /&gt;Sem a amargura como atadura cravada em meu peito?&lt;br /&gt;Tira Senhor esse espinho na carne que arde,&lt;br /&gt;Queima como fogo vivo,&lt;br /&gt;Insisto em dores febris,&lt;br /&gt;Em instantes agonizantes&lt;br /&gt;Que só Teu Poder pode amenizar,&lt;br /&gt;Fui ferida desprevenidamente,&lt;br /&gt;Por quem amo sinceramente,&lt;br /&gt;Mas perdôo, e o que soa do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;É mais amor como compreensão&lt;br /&gt;Por saber quem está agindo por trás,&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar a colher flores sorridente,&lt;br /&gt;Ver o dia raiar alegremente,&lt;br /&gt;Ter meu coração leve novamente,&lt;br /&gt;E perdoar...Perdoar...Perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1074551561139933390?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1074551561139933390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/perdao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1074551561139933390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1074551561139933390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/perdao.html' title='Perdão'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDVPH8XCR-c/TopOc9N4vXI/AAAAAAAAE8M/Nb0J0VhBTV8/s72-c/DEIXO-PRA-VOCE-Reedicao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7379345008430307422</id><published>2011-10-03T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T05:41:52.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliança Colorida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haOTNiGB4Y8/TomtMC-XCaI/AAAAAAAAE78/IxFlIkdOxVI/s1600/222_730-arco_iris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haOTNiGB4Y8/TomtMC-XCaI/AAAAAAAAE78/IxFlIkdOxVI/s320/222_730-arco_iris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CumRXbSDFgE/TomtYPAeYtI/AAAAAAAAE8E/P0VYqLinvcc/s1600/imagesCA5RRKSB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CumRXbSDFgE/TomtYPAeYtI/AAAAAAAAE8E/P0VYqLinvcc/s320/imagesCA5RRKSB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É preciso persistir, insistir e resistir a fundo&lt;br /&gt;Para ver o colorido que atinge a tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Há forças querendo que o cinza&lt;br /&gt;Tome conta do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Só que há uma Aliança de cores profundas, coloridas,&lt;br /&gt;Prometida por Deus que colore&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles a quem a Ele pertencem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7379345008430307422?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7379345008430307422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/alianca-colorida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7379345008430307422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7379345008430307422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/alianca-colorida.html' title='Aliança Colorida'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haOTNiGB4Y8/TomtMC-XCaI/AAAAAAAAE78/IxFlIkdOxVI/s72-c/222_730-arco_iris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-653798728165235136</id><published>2011-10-02T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:51:36.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor de Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt4LK4aoF9s/TokiRXaObAI/AAAAAAAAE7s/X0rZDBeU1YI/s1600/nas_maos_de_deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt4LK4aoF9s/TokiRXaObAI/AAAAAAAAE7s/X0rZDBeU1YI/s320/nas_maos_de_deus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9IsdWLLWV8/TokiXRwUk1I/AAAAAAAAE70/b6d8Vfo91hQ/s1600/tumblr_lekjd8P3UW1qg4wl8o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9IsdWLLWV8/TokiXRwUk1I/AAAAAAAAE70/b6d8Vfo91hQ/s320/tumblr_lekjd8P3UW1qg4wl8o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enquanto meu espírito aprende tanto,&lt;br /&gt;A casca física fica em pranto,&lt;br /&gt;A dor que sinto é tanta&lt;br /&gt;Que às vezes já nem sei quem sou,&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto a Deus onde estou,&lt;br /&gt;E a Voz do meu Pastor&lt;br /&gt;Vem mansamente minha mente acalmar,&lt;br /&gt;O aprendizado tem um preço caro,&lt;br /&gt;A nudez do que pensamos ser,&lt;br /&gt;Do que pensamos ter,&lt;br /&gt;De como agimos como se fôssemos...&lt;br /&gt;O amadurecimento espiritual&lt;br /&gt;É tão forte, tão grande,&lt;br /&gt;Que nada se compara as frases soltas,&lt;br /&gt;As atitudes loucas,&lt;br /&gt;As ações inconseqüentes que muitas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Passamos uma vida inteira pagando por um ato impensado,&lt;br /&gt;Em toda decisão há uma conseqüência, e nós escolhemos,&lt;br /&gt;Só não podemos culpar a Deus por uma atitude nossa,&lt;br /&gt;Escolher o Caminho do acerto é doído,&lt;br /&gt;E mais doído ainda é não acertar,&lt;br /&gt;Entrar de cabeça por caminhos estranhos,&lt;br /&gt;Estradas sombrias que devoram a quem por elas passarem.&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre uma Porta aberta a quem pede socorro a Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre uma Luz para quem quer enxergar,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre o acerto para quem quer acertar,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre o Amor de Deus para nos levantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-653798728165235136?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/653798728165235136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor-de-deus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/653798728165235136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/653798728165235136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor-de-deus.html' title='O Amor de Deus'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt4LK4aoF9s/TokiRXaObAI/AAAAAAAAE7s/X0rZDBeU1YI/s72-c/nas_maos_de_deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-3748484671066439465</id><published>2011-10-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T10:52:46.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flor no Tempo ( O Idoso)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gX-inO7sH-k/ToiiKYZ5FKI/AAAAAAAAE7c/alxolTxc1dc/s1600/casal-de-idosos-brincando-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gX-inO7sH-k/ToiiKYZ5FKI/AAAAAAAAE7c/alxolTxc1dc/s320/casal-de-idosos-brincando-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNYpWxFDBz0/ToiiSSnRr7I/AAAAAAAAE7k/yhKWEcgnBjg/s1600/FBVCAM8MGIECA8QGTT3CA9WOT2SCAYH8EMUCAOD009CCAK8NEYLCAAN32L6CA3ENJK5CAL4ZPGXCAYLBIYGCAUSK216CAHMFP7QCAF63U6TCADAP07RCA9K8VOVCAG08OCECAODTMXKCA0CWF99CANP43K0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" width="190" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNYpWxFDBz0/ToiiSSnRr7I/AAAAAAAAE7k/yhKWEcgnBjg/s320/FBVCAM8MGIECA8QGTT3CA9WOT2SCAYH8EMUCAOD009CCAK8NEYLCAAN32L6CA3ENJK5CAL4ZPGXCAYLBIYGCAUSK216CAHMFP7QCAF63U6TCADAP07RCA9K8VOVCAG08OCECAODTMXKCA0CWF99CANP43K0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Toda Flor tem seu tempo de Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Depois ela vai se modificando,&lt;br /&gt;Vai murchando,&lt;br /&gt;Suas pétalas caem,&lt;br /&gt;E sua Vida assim finda,&lt;br /&gt;É mais ou menos como a velhice,&lt;br /&gt;Só que na velhice, desabrochamos para dentro,&lt;br /&gt;Hidratamos nosso ser, com o passar do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Com a sabedoria Divina,&lt;br /&gt;Nossos olhos aqui perdem muito da visão,&lt;br /&gt;No entanto outra visão é mais nítida,&lt;br /&gt;Enxergamos mais com o coração,&lt;br /&gt;A visão espiritual é mais alargada,&lt;br /&gt;Damos mais valor ao que realmente&lt;br /&gt;Tem valor,&lt;br /&gt;Vemos longe o que antes não enxergávamos a um palmo,&lt;br /&gt;Sentimos com mais precisão o que antes passava despercebido,&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, podemos até ser esquecidos,&lt;br /&gt;Mas é na verdade,&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que mais lembramos que estamos VIVOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3748484671066439465?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3748484671066439465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/flor-do-tempo-o-idoso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3748484671066439465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3748484671066439465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/flor-do-tempo-o-idoso.html' title='Flor no Tempo ( O Idoso)'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gX-inO7sH-k/ToiiKYZ5FKI/AAAAAAAAE7c/alxolTxc1dc/s72-c/casal-de-idosos-brincando-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6661959925718174025</id><published>2011-10-01T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T15:17:00.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYY-uHyKY9Y/Tod0kJmtulI/AAAAAAAAE7M/Q3drxfZPpo0/s1600/olharsabio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" width="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYY-uHyKY9Y/Tod0kJmtulI/AAAAAAAAE7M/Q3drxfZPpo0/s320/olharsabio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RX_DG3Jh50s/Tod0pXoAArI/AAAAAAAAE7U/Nk17tTIpd1c/s1600/KYYCAJ2KR7CCAISJ65QCA2E0S70CAMHGQCRCA7FMGWDCAKIO8FXCABPOMMJCA94MAQNCA7SYVLXCADVIY7RCA467JROCAKMEQORCAOFOMUKCAOPWJLMCA40GMBOCAJBEGARCA5IIBX2CAMT464YCAU1UY0V.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" width="244" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RX_DG3Jh50s/Tod0pXoAArI/AAAAAAAAE7U/Nk17tTIpd1c/s320/KYYCAJ2KR7CCAISJ65QCA2E0S70CAMHGQCRCA7FMGWDCAKIO8FXCABPOMMJCA94MAQNCA7SYVLXCADVIY7RCA467JROCAKMEQORCAOFOMUKCAOPWJLMCA40GMBOCAJBEGARCA5IIBX2CAMT464YCAU1UY0V.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há dores que doem e ninguém se importa,&lt;br /&gt;Há pedidos feitos e ninguém se incomoda,&lt;br /&gt;Há um olhar de sabedoria e muitos enxergam &lt;br /&gt;Como insanidade,&lt;br /&gt;Há um coração silencioso diante de um gigantesco desprezo,&lt;br /&gt;Há uma doença que mata,&lt;br /&gt;Que tortura,&lt;br /&gt;Que leva a loucura,&lt;br /&gt;Ao esquecimento,&lt;br /&gt;Leva ao vento das dúvidas,&lt;br /&gt;Leva a pálida e inacreditável verdade&lt;br /&gt;Do pouco caso que muitos fazem dos nossos idosos,&lt;br /&gt;É uma verdade que treme,&lt;br /&gt;Que geme,&lt;br /&gt;Que devora a boa alma,&lt;br /&gt;As mãos trêmulas e carinhosas&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia afagou você num berço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6661959925718174025?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6661959925718174025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/idosos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6661959925718174025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6661959925718174025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/idosos.html' title='Idosos'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYY-uHyKY9Y/Tod0kJmtulI/AAAAAAAAE7M/Q3drxfZPpo0/s72-c/olharsabio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6428456715717410140</id><published>2011-10-01T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:13:29.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se Engane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvJfQv0d_TE/Tod0X8lcQzI/AAAAAAAAE7E/PwqYgxOWwdE/s1600/idosa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvJfQv0d_TE/Tod0X8lcQzI/AAAAAAAAE7E/PwqYgxOWwdE/s320/idosa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não se engane com o idoso, &lt;br /&gt;ele pode ser mais jovem que voce,&lt;br /&gt;E voce, jovem,&lt;br /&gt;Pode ter uma cabeça muito velha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6428456715717410140?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6428456715717410140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-se-engane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6428456715717410140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6428456715717410140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-se-engane.html' title='Não se Engane'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvJfQv0d_TE/Tod0X8lcQzI/AAAAAAAAE7E/PwqYgxOWwdE/s72-c/idosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1122466005926388406</id><published>2011-09-30T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T07:42:11.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Tecla Só</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TilrzyRam2c/ToZ-DqPFo8I/AAAAAAAAE68/lssaGosUj20/s1600/tecla-escape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TilrzyRam2c/ToZ-DqPFo8I/AAAAAAAAE68/lssaGosUj20/s320/tecla-escape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O sim que eu digo a Poesia&lt;br /&gt;É a luta do não que encontro todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Querendo destruir a harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Que encontro na escrita e em tudo que vejo,&lt;br /&gt;É a luta do desejo de escrever,&lt;br /&gt;Com a batalha dos problemas para resolver,&lt;br /&gt;Não quero minha Poesia problemática,&lt;br /&gt;Nem tão pouco só ilusão,&lt;br /&gt;Quero a Verdade a Luz do dia,&lt;br /&gt;A Verdade à noite, na escuridão,&lt;br /&gt;Quero falar das coisas simples e das complicadas também,&lt;br /&gt;Só não quero bater numa tecla só,&lt;br /&gt;Isso não faz bem a ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1122466005926388406?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1122466005926388406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-tecla-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1122466005926388406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1122466005926388406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-tecla-so.html' title='Uma Tecla Só'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TilrzyRam2c/ToZ-DqPFo8I/AAAAAAAAE68/lssaGosUj20/s72-c/tecla-escape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1385390491594136233</id><published>2011-09-30T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:18:59.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia Limpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2P5kWA2OfMA/ToYV7XKz2dI/AAAAAAAAE6s/gJ9SQ7gFtBM/s1600/Figura2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2P5kWA2OfMA/ToYV7XKz2dI/AAAAAAAAE6s/gJ9SQ7gFtBM/s320/Figura2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrx9uW0xyT0/ToYWEL-r8gI/AAAAAAAAE60/AiKjCBlE8sc/s1600/biblia-fome-de.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrx9uW0xyT0/ToYWEL-r8gI/AAAAAAAAE60/AiKjCBlE8sc/s320/biblia-fome-de.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quero a Poesia limpa&lt;br /&gt;Que leve embora todo entulho &lt;br /&gt;Que servia de empecilho para meu crescimento,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o livramento de Deus para que eu cante,&lt;br /&gt;Que meu lamento se transforme em momento prazeroso,&lt;br /&gt;Em gozo Eterno que só Ele pode dar,&lt;br /&gt;Quero a Poesia limpa, &lt;br /&gt;Sem dualidade,&lt;br /&gt;Sem artimanha,&lt;br /&gt;Sem perigo nem duplo sentido,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o alimento sólido se é que estou preparada,&lt;br /&gt;Se não, quero o leite Sagrado até o crescimento necessário&lt;br /&gt;Para ir Te acompanhando Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1385390491594136233?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1385390491594136233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/poesia-limpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1385390491594136233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1385390491594136233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/poesia-limpa.html' title='Poesia Limpa'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2P5kWA2OfMA/ToYV7XKz2dI/AAAAAAAAE6s/gJ9SQ7gFtBM/s72-c/Figura2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5916007150721273857</id><published>2011-09-29T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:56:11.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A ROCHA  (Autor Desconhecido)</title><content type='html'>Um homem dormia à noite na sua casa no campo quando, de repente, a casa toda se encheu de luz e o Senhor apareceu. O Senhor disse ao homem que Ele tinha um trabalho para ele, e lhe mostrou uma rocha enorme perto da sua casa. O Senhor explicou que o homem deveria empurrar a rocha com toda sua força. Cedo de manhã o homem começou a fazer isso. Ele continuou dia após dia. Por meses o homem se esforçou do amanhecer até o por do sol. Com seus ombros empurrava a superfície da rocha enorme e fria. Mas a rocha não saia do canto. Cada noite o homem retornava a sua casa, cansado, músculos doendo e se sentindo derrotado por não ter conseguido mover a grande rocha. Vendo que o homem estava mostrando sinais de desistir, O Maligno começou a colocar pensamentos negativos na cabeça dele. De repente o homem se achou pensando "Você está tentando ha muitos meses mover essa rocha e nunca conseguiu nada. Para que você está se desgastando?Isso aí não dará resultado nenhum." Mais tarde o homem começou a duvidar assim "Será que Deus queria que eu continuasse esse tempo todo? Ele só disse para eu empurrar a rocha, ele não disse por quanto tempo. Já faz vários meses que estou empurrando, talvez eu posso desistir agora. Pelo menos, eu não preciso empurrar o dia todo e com tanta força. Eu posso me dedicar uma parte do dia a este trabalho e passar o resto fazendo outras coisas." Ele decidiu fazer isso mesmo, mas depois ele chegou a pensar que seria bom orar ao Senhor sobre o caso. "Senhor," ele orou, "eu trabalhei duro e por muito tempo no serviço que o Senhor me deu. Eu dei toda minha força para conseguir o que o Senhor queria. Mas, depois desse tempo todo, ainda não consegui mover aquela rocha nenhum centímetro. O que está errado? Por que eu estou sendo derrotado?" Para a surpresa dele, o Senhor respondeu com compaixão. "Meu amigo, quando eu lhe pedi para me servir e você aceitou, eu lhe disse que sua tarefa era de empurrar aquela rocha com toda sua força, o que você fez até agora. Em nenhum momento eu disse que eu esperava que você movesse a rocha. Sua tarefa era de empurrar. E agora você chega para mim pensando que fracassou. Mas, será que foi assim, mesmo?" "Olhe para você mesmo," disse o Senhor. "Seus braços estão fortes e musculosos. Suas costas agora estão bem desenvolvidas e vigorosas.Suas pernas estão duras e robustas; suas mãos firmes. Enfrentando a resistência você cresceu muito e agora suas habilidades ultrapassam em muito o que você era antes. Mas, você ainda não moveu a rocha. Porém, essa não era a sua tarefa, e sim ser obediente e empurrar com toda sua força. Isso você fez, e fez bem. Ao contrário de ser um fracasso você foi bem sucedido e venceu. Eu apenas queria que você exercitasse sua fé e confiasse na minha sabedoria. Isso você fez. "Eu, meu filho, agora vou mover a rocha." Às vezes quando ouvimos uma palavra de Deus queremos usar nosso próprio raciocínio para decidir o que Ele quer, quando, o que Deus realmente quer é apenas uma simples obediência e fé nEle. Com certeza, devemos ter a fé que pode mover montanhas, mas lembrar ainda que quem de fato move as montanhas é Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jD1CA9kNq0/ToS7VDH6x8I/AAAAAAAAE6k/gxtBWlw82zg/s1600/Homem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jD1CA9kNq0/ToS7VDH6x8I/AAAAAAAAE6k/gxtBWlw82zg/s320/Homem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor Desconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V I D A  E M  C R I S T O- http://www.iluminalma.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5916007150721273857?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5916007150721273857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/rocha-autor-desconhecido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5916007150721273857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5916007150721273857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/rocha-autor-desconhecido.html' title='A ROCHA  (Autor Desconhecido)'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jD1CA9kNq0/ToS7VDH6x8I/AAAAAAAAE6k/gxtBWlw82zg/s72-c/Homem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5250973237920480282</id><published>2011-09-29T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T03:35:40.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voar na Palavra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxlTNlWeipg/ToRJpEWEBuI/AAAAAAAAE6U/DpwVFXx3cFY/s1600/arvore-coracao1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxlTNlWeipg/ToRJpEWEBuI/AAAAAAAAE6U/DpwVFXx3cFY/s320/arvore-coracao1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGcgIhK4smE/ToRJyhop8NI/AAAAAAAAE6c/kPw2uN2_GOs/s1600/cruz-e-asas_3223_1024x768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGcgIhK4smE/ToRJyhop8NI/AAAAAAAAE6c/kPw2uN2_GOs/s320/cruz-e-asas_3223_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quero continuar voando, &lt;br /&gt;sinto minhas asas tão pesadas, &lt;br /&gt;mas quando foco o Senhor, &lt;br /&gt;sinto a leveza do teu Amor &lt;br /&gt;e bato minhas asas como se não as tivessem &lt;br /&gt;tamanha leveza sinto na clareza de Tua Palavra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5250973237920480282?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5250973237920480282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/voar-na-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5250973237920480282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5250973237920480282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/voar-na-palavra.html' title='Voar na Palavra'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxlTNlWeipg/ToRJpEWEBuI/AAAAAAAAE6U/DpwVFXx3cFY/s72-c/arvore-coracao1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5877278925070201410</id><published>2011-09-28T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:28:16.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagrimas Solidárias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQL7dzmgYmw/ToOgnYgkztI/AAAAAAAAE6M/WeOvGJ9yfqQ/s1600/milestrelas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" width="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQL7dzmgYmw/ToOgnYgkztI/AAAAAAAAE6M/WeOvGJ9yfqQ/s320/milestrelas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVQXkkHMKCo/ToOgd9KL3dI/AAAAAAAAE6E/sVFGzWt-6xk/s1600/floresblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVQXkkHMKCo/ToOgd9KL3dI/AAAAAAAAE6E/sVFGzWt-6xk/s320/floresblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Certa vez uma Florzinha chorava, triste, suas dores,&lt;br /&gt;Olhava ao redor e contava as outras Flores o que sentia,&lt;br /&gt;Desabafando assim, seu peito carregado de dissabores,&lt;br /&gt;E quanto mais a Florzinha contava, as outras Flores choravam,&lt;br /&gt;De repente, a Florzinha foi fortificada, limpo estava seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Deus falou a ela que as lágrimas das outras Flores, subiram ao Céu&lt;br /&gt;Em forma de oração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5877278925070201410?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5877278925070201410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-solidarias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5877278925070201410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5877278925070201410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-solidarias.html' title='Lagrimas Solidárias'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQL7dzmgYmw/ToOgnYgkztI/AAAAAAAAE6M/WeOvGJ9yfqQ/s72-c/milestrelas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-168561026926892510</id><published>2011-09-27T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:54:53.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eco da Oração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLS6WBCN7ZE/ToKMM3Gj6CI/AAAAAAAAE50/COPeK-LLp2w/s1600/PAAAAOMswPNcomZu0xCm9nwZGdIcYbwzt4-28JhOaB_CJZidqG0ZoFvRjDfk0u7zm01ObBUCrUKYIqEkrgIjH7wxvzUAm1T1UH-s_JWT0PPRjmrvi3WRk2Y_-ZNb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="314" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLS6WBCN7ZE/ToKMM3Gj6CI/AAAAAAAAE50/COPeK-LLp2w/s320/PAAAAOMswPNcomZu0xCm9nwZGdIcYbwzt4-28JhOaB_CJZidqG0ZoFvRjDfk0u7zm01ObBUCrUKYIqEkrgIjH7wxvzUAm1T1UH-s_JWT0PPRjmrvi3WRk2Y_-ZNb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um eco insistente que não cala,&lt;br /&gt;Há uma batalha que fala,&lt;br /&gt;Uma força que não falha,&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho que caminha&lt;br /&gt;A passos largos,&lt;br /&gt;As vezes curtos,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não muda o rumo,&lt;br /&gt;E sempre leva ao Céu,&lt;br /&gt;Se é fel ou mel o sabor aqui não importa,&lt;br /&gt;O que mais interessa é a oração certa&lt;br /&gt;Que leva as pessoas certas&lt;br /&gt;A esse mesmo Caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNFLtdVR6Wg/ToH2AB0ApvI/AAAAAAAAE5c/N78NycZZ-D4/s1600/agua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" width="85" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNFLtdVR6Wg/ToH2AB0ApvI/AAAAAAAAE5c/N78NycZZ-D4/s320/agua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Esperança reascende o Sonho,&lt;br /&gt;O Sonho dá um ar risonho ao meu semblante,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sendo um Ser errante,&lt;br /&gt;Sou abençoada por meu Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Nada do que eu faça faz com que Ele me ame mais ou menos,&lt;br /&gt;Ele não muda, ama sempre com a mesma intensidade,&lt;br /&gt;E que capacidade tem para o perdão...&lt;br /&gt;A Ti, somente a Ti, e em Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Vejo tantos milagres, Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Transformações em outras Vidas,&lt;br /&gt;Realizações...&lt;br /&gt;Vejo um Mundo dentro desse mundo sem nada ter com esse,&lt;br /&gt;É um mundo invisível,&lt;br /&gt;Onde os sensíveis moram,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que suas histórias estejam aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZWVXn1tIpI/ToH2JXyWHgI/AAAAAAAAE5k/JmOLgrigb4Y/s1600/pesca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZWVXn1tIpI/ToH2JXyWHgI/AAAAAAAAE5k/JmOLgrigb4Y/s320/pesca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5499829119410327435?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5499829119410327435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/esperanca-reascende-o-sonho-o-sonho-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5499829119410327435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5499829119410327435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/esperanca-reascende-o-sonho-o-sonho-da.html' title='Mundo em Outro Mundo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNFLtdVR6Wg/ToH2AB0ApvI/AAAAAAAAE5c/N78NycZZ-D4/s72-c/agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9028344940640137078</id><published>2011-09-27T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:48:49.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crescimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2imHsgBKCCI/ToHwSFEUNtI/AAAAAAAAE5U/GW8oOy1WKco/s1600/crescimento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2imHsgBKCCI/ToHwSFEUNtI/AAAAAAAAE5U/GW8oOy1WKco/s320/crescimento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Faz-me crescer Senhor de maneira que Tua Mão&lt;br /&gt;Esteja me amparando para que reta,&lt;br /&gt;Eu siga a estatura de Cristã perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que a perfeição seja só atingida&lt;br /&gt;Quando daqui eu partir,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim,&lt;br /&gt;Ampara-me,&lt;br /&gt;Para que Tua perfeição acompanhe-me&lt;br /&gt;E que meus erros sejam perdoados, desfeitos em nome&lt;br /&gt;De Jesus Cristo,&lt;br /&gt;Amém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-9028344940640137078?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/9028344940640137078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/crescimento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9028344940640137078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9028344940640137078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/crescimento.html' title='Crescimento'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2imHsgBKCCI/ToHwSFEUNtI/AAAAAAAAE5U/GW8oOy1WKco/s72-c/crescimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6558785048309590948</id><published>2011-09-23T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:48:35.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grande Flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIF3nj7PCZs/Tny4KUFT6BI/AAAAAAAAE5E/LMt4J11labU/s1600/rosite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIF3nj7PCZs/Tny4KUFT6BI/AAAAAAAAE5E/LMt4J11labU/s320/rosite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ó Grande Flor de Primavera Eterna,&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre desabrocha a cada amanhecer,&lt;br /&gt;Á noite, abertas suas pétalas, é hora de sussurrar&lt;br /&gt;Em meu ouvido que é sempre estado Primaveril&lt;br /&gt;Em seu “mundo” que não tem nada a ver com esse,&lt;br /&gt;Uma gota cai do Óleo natural dessa Bela Flor,&lt;br /&gt;É o Óleo da Unção que rejuvenesce meus dias,&lt;br /&gt;Que muda minha cor, que nutre essa terra&lt;br /&gt;Fecunda do meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Que não me deixa morrer,&lt;br /&gt;Pois meu alimento vem da Bela e Formosa,&lt;br /&gt;Grande e tão amada,&lt;br /&gt;A Flor da Primavera Eterna,&lt;br /&gt;Que todos crentes esperam e tem,&lt;br /&gt;A Flor imortal que se fez carmesim,&lt;br /&gt;Tornando-se branca como um jasmim,&lt;br /&gt;Como Rosa principal desse Jardim Eterno&lt;br /&gt;Chamado Salvação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ PRIMAVERA A TODOS OS IRMÃOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNSJ_9DHT_s/Tny4VSdbMdI/AAAAAAAAE5M/_-Rn9iakTvQ/s1600/untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNSJ_9DHT_s/Tny4VSdbMdI/AAAAAAAAE5M/_-Rn9iakTvQ/s320/untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6558785048309590948?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6558785048309590948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/grande-flor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6558785048309590948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6558785048309590948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/grande-flor.html' title='Grande Flor'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIF3nj7PCZs/Tny4KUFT6BI/AAAAAAAAE5E/LMt4J11labU/s72-c/rosite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-3206280819964393172</id><published>2011-09-21T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:33:53.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Lugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIafgBPhug/TntjYh_YC8I/AAAAAAAAE48/h90zKHwwnw8/s1600/10-pt-15925c6b9b98cde93198b1a13931b03a--1316708576-818248664--423cb395e28f6a36da6f7d836f2a92ef_jpg--.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIafgBPhug/TntjYh_YC8I/AAAAAAAAE48/h90zKHwwnw8/s320/10-pt-15925c6b9b98cde93198b1a13931b03a--1316708576-818248664--423cb395e28f6a36da6f7d836f2a92ef_jpg--.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Senhor, se existe um lugar onde eu possa sorrir mais,&lt;br /&gt;Onde minha saúde tenha mais vida,&lt;br /&gt;As cores sejam mais coloridas,&lt;br /&gt;E eu tenha mais vigor,&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, meu Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Abre a Porta e me leva a esse lugar antes da morte,&lt;br /&gt;Muda minha sorte se é que eu mereça,&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo sem merecimento,&lt;br /&gt;Somente por Tua misericórdia imploro,&lt;br /&gt;Quero minha saúde psíquica,&lt;br /&gt;Meu teor Espiritual,&lt;br /&gt;Continuar contigo meus estudos, aprofundar-me,&lt;br /&gt;O que aqui, onde estou, eu não consigo mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3206280819964393172?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3206280819964393172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-lugar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3206280819964393172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3206280819964393172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-lugar.html' title='Um Lugar'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIafgBPhug/TntjYh_YC8I/AAAAAAAAE48/h90zKHwwnw8/s72-c/10-pt-15925c6b9b98cde93198b1a13931b03a--1316708576-818248664--423cb395e28f6a36da6f7d836f2a92ef_jpg--.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8592415409739003917</id><published>2011-09-21T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:09:44.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfeição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QdAYltwSlU/TnpST6_658I/AAAAAAAAE4k/YG-E3d8IBds/s1600/514598_EmwVf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QdAYltwSlU/TnpST6_658I/AAAAAAAAE4k/YG-E3d8IBds/s320/514598_EmwVf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há águas inquietas que teimam em afogar,&lt;br /&gt;Há a Tua Mão que direciona &lt;br /&gt;E traz meu fôlego para eu respirar,&lt;br /&gt;Há águas traiçoeiras querendo me levar,&lt;br /&gt;Há a Tua Vontade Suprema,&lt;br /&gt;E essa Vontade TODOS tem que respeitar,&lt;br /&gt;Tu És um DEUS o qual me leva sempre a admiração,&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que eu esteja passando,&lt;br /&gt;Amo, desejo, adoro e admiro pelo que Tu És,&lt;br /&gt;Como És, e fazes tudo segundo Tua própria Perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srkUj0gY_uk/TnpSkVOmfgI/AAAAAAAAE4s/aDWuoXpgDeE/s1600/ia_joao14_1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srkUj0gY_uk/TnpSkVOmfgI/AAAAAAAAE4s/aDWuoXpgDeE/s320/ia_joao14_1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8592415409739003917?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8592415409739003917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/perfeicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8592415409739003917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8592415409739003917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/perfeicao.html' title='Perfeição'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QdAYltwSlU/TnpST6_658I/AAAAAAAAE4k/YG-E3d8IBds/s72-c/514598_EmwVf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-2668017568177125850</id><published>2011-09-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:35:43.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher Criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Xmmdjjwe8A/TndhDSQWmmI/AAAAAAAAE4U/5Xqx_TKTP30/s1600/7-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Xmmdjjwe8A/TndhDSQWmmI/AAAAAAAAE4U/5Xqx_TKTP30/s320/7-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A pequena menina virou mulher,&lt;br /&gt;Esquiva-se ao olhar infantil,&lt;br /&gt;Só que Tua Palavra pede para ter coração de criança,&lt;br /&gt;É onde meus olhos alcançam e já não cansam&lt;br /&gt;Da criança que sempre fui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNkv5Aj24yY/TndhRyiUpVI/AAAAAAAAE4c/wx0gqVFbIFg/s1600/gods_hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" width="269" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNkv5Aj24yY/TndhRyiUpVI/AAAAAAAAE4c/wx0gqVFbIFg/s320/gods_hand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-2668017568177125850?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/2668017568177125850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/mulher-crianca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2668017568177125850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2668017568177125850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/mulher-crianca.html' title='Mulher Criança'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Xmmdjjwe8A/TndhDSQWmmI/AAAAAAAAE4U/5Xqx_TKTP30/s72-c/7-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4139168866796670700</id><published>2011-09-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:29:35.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu És</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSdSN7IYlxA/TndfzU32yrI/AAAAAAAAE4M/GVF5Uqo4HkI/s1600/133453_Papel-de-Parede-A-mao-de-Deus_1440x900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSdSN7IYlxA/TndfzU32yrI/AAAAAAAAE4M/GVF5Uqo4HkI/s320/133453_Papel-de-Parede-A-mao-de-Deus_1440x900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tu és meu andar plano em meio as voltas  e esquinas que a vida mostra inesperadamente,&lt;br /&gt;És o calor ardente em dias frios e sem razão de ser,&lt;br /&gt;És as cores coerentes que escorrem de um coração que só via em preto e branco,&lt;br /&gt;És meu canto quando emudeço,&lt;br /&gt;E já não desfaleço,&lt;br /&gt;Somento cresço,&lt;br /&gt;Com o que venha a acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4139168866796670700?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4139168866796670700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es_9023.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4139168866796670700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4139168866796670700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es_9023.html' title='Tu És'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSdSN7IYlxA/TndfzU32yrI/AAAAAAAAE4M/GVF5Uqo4HkI/s72-c/133453_Papel-de-Parede-A-mao-de-Deus_1440x900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6006581524601149678</id><published>2011-09-19T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:26:57.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu és</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ927fqsHjY/TndfNI_tw7I/AAAAAAAAE4E/8OpFyVO_ZVM/s1600/mao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ927fqsHjY/TndfNI_tw7I/AAAAAAAAE4E/8OpFyVO_ZVM/s320/mao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tu És a Mão que eu alcanso quando o cansaço é tanto que me pede para desistir,&lt;br /&gt;E já não luto só,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca lutei sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;Era impressão que eu tinha,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a certeza de Tua potente Mão junto a minha é total.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo tanto Pai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6006581524601149678?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6006581524601149678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6006581524601149678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6006581524601149678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es_19.html' title='Tu és'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ927fqsHjY/TndfNI_tw7I/AAAAAAAAE4E/8OpFyVO_ZVM/s72-c/mao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7356218871180231888</id><published>2011-09-17T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:37:30.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHim2IIx6s/TnUhGJP4QRI/AAAAAAAAE38/eE-J0DmbYuU/s1600/Perdao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHim2IIx6s/TnUhGJP4QRI/AAAAAAAAE38/eE-J0DmbYuU/s320/Perdao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O que mais desejo é&lt;br /&gt;Conviver com pessoas que me respeitem,&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma obrigação,&lt;br /&gt;A educação é,&lt;br /&gt;Não há necessidade em atirar pedras&lt;br /&gt;Em quem já está com tantas cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;Que a própria vida deixou...&lt;br /&gt;O amor apaga qualquer dor,&lt;br /&gt;Perdoa,&lt;br /&gt;Pára o sangramento,&lt;br /&gt;E o melhor,&lt;br /&gt;Só os de Alma Grande perdoam e amam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7356218871180231888?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7356218871180231888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-amoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7356218871180231888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7356218871180231888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-amoe.html' title='O Amor'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHim2IIx6s/TnUhGJP4QRI/AAAAAAAAE38/eE-J0DmbYuU/s72-c/Perdao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1576984648159609271</id><published>2011-09-17T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T04:22:42.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3_U5bbAPx4/TnSC855nBBI/AAAAAAAAE30/i7iy__zFamI/s1600/82039340pia2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3_U5bbAPx4/TnSC855nBBI/AAAAAAAAE30/i7iy__zFamI/s320/82039340pia2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1576984648159609271?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1576984648159609271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1576984648159609271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1576984648159609271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/verdade.html' title='Verdade'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3_U5bbAPx4/TnSC855nBBI/AAAAAAAAE30/i7iy__zFamI/s72-c/82039340pia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-149361138701890924</id><published>2011-09-17T03:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T04:06:56.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu És  ( II )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HkTZjsWif4Q/TnR-oPrzY6I/AAAAAAAAE3c/YcQGW8uGmNU/s1600/untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HkTZjsWif4Q/TnR-oPrzY6I/AAAAAAAAE3c/YcQGW8uGmNU/s320/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_Kou1URnQ8/TnR-3jczyAI/AAAAAAAAE3k/R-QyBpJMKzc/s1600/6fc47bb61841fda4a2ee1317c4c93e77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_Kou1URnQ8/TnR-3jczyAI/AAAAAAAAE3k/R-QyBpJMKzc/s320/6fc47bb61841fda4a2ee1317c4c93e77.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quem enche meus olhos de visões&lt;br /&gt;Quando já não enxergo nada,&lt;br /&gt;E Tua provisão leva-me a obediência até o final,&lt;br /&gt;Nas urgências conheço a mansidão dos Teus milagres,&lt;br /&gt;Tu És meu suprimento e meu lamento &lt;br /&gt;Transforma-se em sorriso de gratidão,&lt;br /&gt;Meu hoje e futuro estão em Ti,&lt;br /&gt;A quem temerei?&lt;br /&gt;Tu és quem multiplica quando o menos tenta entrar,&lt;br /&gt;E todos ficam olhando, admirando Teu Poder,&lt;br /&gt;O Teu Amor e cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;É interrompido o ciclo da desgraça&lt;br /&gt;Que o mal achava graça e caiu por terra em &lt;br /&gt;Nome de Jesus Cristo,&lt;br /&gt;Amém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjefE3wDKeg/TnR_Qvi1mNI/AAAAAAAAE3s/LMNdrDbLcks/s1600/meu-pastor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjefE3wDKeg/TnR_Qvi1mNI/AAAAAAAAE3s/LMNdrDbLcks/s320/meu-pastor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-149361138701890924?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/149361138701890924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/149361138701890924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/149361138701890924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es-ii.html' title='Tu És  ( II )'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HkTZjsWif4Q/TnR-oPrzY6I/AAAAAAAAE3c/YcQGW8uGmNU/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4846823513099823595</id><published>2011-09-15T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T04:47:13.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu És</title><content type='html'>Meu Deus,&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvWbv2VSsaI/TnLH_BgRSCI/AAAAAAAAE3U/DyYcFPNWub4/s1600/untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvWbv2VSsaI/TnLH_BgRSCI/AAAAAAAAE3U/DyYcFPNWub4/s320/untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tu és a fonte mais forte de amor que vai além morte,&lt;br /&gt;És o botão de Flor que desabrocha cada vez que meu coração foca Teu imenso Amor,&lt;br /&gt;És o sorriso que muitas vezes não consigo dar,&lt;br /&gt;Assim, como És Vida quando penso que tudo está para acabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4846823513099823595?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4846823513099823595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4846823513099823595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4846823513099823595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/tu-es.html' title='Tu És'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvWbv2VSsaI/TnLH_BgRSCI/AAAAAAAAE3U/DyYcFPNWub4/s72-c/untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6316919702218261473</id><published>2011-09-15T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T08:47:13.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eJ9PjWseic/TnId0J4EjDI/AAAAAAAAE3M/pdo6i-64FdA/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eJ9PjWseic/TnId0J4EjDI/AAAAAAAAE3M/pdo6i-64FdA/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuar...&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do que vemos,&lt;br /&gt;Do que somos,&lt;br /&gt;Como somos,&lt;br /&gt;Isso é Fé,&lt;br /&gt;É certeza no Poder de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6316919702218261473?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6316919702218261473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/continuar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6316919702218261473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6316919702218261473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/continuar.html' title='Continuar'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eJ9PjWseic/TnId0J4EjDI/AAAAAAAAE3M/pdo6i-64FdA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4712650123829036339</id><published>2011-09-11T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:07:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filha Abandonada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFlGUTOdAw4/Tm1ZEdxrFhI/AAAAAAAAE28/ImJHlwwvSls/s1600/559437860_c7cf6db743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFlGUTOdAw4/Tm1ZEdxrFhI/AAAAAAAAE28/ImJHlwwvSls/s320/559437860_c7cf6db743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SOCORRO! SOU BRASILEIRA E PRECISEI DO INSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, Teônia Soares, cidadã comum, secretária, há 3 anos e poucos meses recebendo auxílio doença por ter mais de 20 anos pagos de INSS, portadora de hérnia discal lombar e cervical lesionando a medula, segundo laudos de ressonâncias magnéticas, no momento, incapaz de exercer minha função laborativa, tive de repente, a notícia de que não receberia mais o auxílio doença, inconformada, recorri ao advogado que levou o caso a Justiça Federal e esta, me fazendo passar por 3 especialidades de médicos, um psiquiatra, um ortopedista e um neurologista, todos disseram que eu estava apta ao trababalho, sendo que TODOS os médicos os quais eu passei pelo SUS e médico particular também, todos disseram e me deram atestado de que eu não poderia voltar ao trabalho, passei quase um ano andando de muletas e colar cervical, um dos medicos do INSS alegou que eu não era deficiente, mas claro que não sou, como falou o médico do SUS, no momento eu me encontro INCAPACITADA para o trabalho devido as dores tantas que sinto, eu tenho um tempo limite para ficar em pé, mesmo assim negaram a mim, agora, eu com 49 anos de idade, um direito que eu tenho como cidadã, que é no mínimo o Auxílio Doença, negaram, eu fico me perguntando, que condições tenho eu de pegar ônibus todos os dias para ir trabalhar? Vivo a base de Tilex, quando estou em crise  passo dias internada no hospital só a base de morfina, pois além das hérnias discais ainda há um desgaste grande, artrose.&lt;br /&gt;Agora me responda: &lt;br /&gt;QUEM NESSE PAÍS NÃO SE SENTE ABANDONADO NUM MOMENTO COMO ESSE QUE MAIS SE PRECISA DE AJUDA? &lt;br /&gt;COMO IREI ME MANTER SE MINHA ÚNICA RENDA ERA O AUXÍLIO DOENÇA? &lt;br /&gt;ASSIM SÃO TRATADOS OS FILHOS DO BRASIl?&lt;br /&gt;Louvo a Deus porque Ele é meu sustento, meu alimento, não fosse isso, estaria em depressão profunda segundo o tratamento que dão aos filhos do Brasil brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;DEUS, ESSE NÃO ME ABANDONA JAMAIS!&lt;br /&gt;Snif...Snif...Snif... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8SvdZPr7PE/Tm1ZUgc3pfI/AAAAAAAAE3E/CapO7Qh9oyE/s1600/4972901566_c36aa758ee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8SvdZPr7PE/Tm1ZUgc3pfI/AAAAAAAAE3E/CapO7Qh9oyE/s320/4972901566_c36aa758ee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4712650123829036339?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4712650123829036339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/filha-abbandonada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4712650123829036339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4712650123829036339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/filha-abbandonada.html' title='Filha Abandonada'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFlGUTOdAw4/Tm1ZEdxrFhI/AAAAAAAAE28/ImJHlwwvSls/s72-c/559437860_c7cf6db743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8478011347585406822</id><published>2011-09-11T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:04:22.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meio do Caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70YOVdOq-NI/Tm0iQjyvnZI/AAAAAAAAE20/_BQ-vOJDpaM/s1600/20070810161840_flor_sol2_filtered.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70YOVdOq-NI/Tm0iQjyvnZI/AAAAAAAAE20/_BQ-vOJDpaM/s320/20070810161840_flor_sol2_filtered.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há um algo a mais no meio do Caminho,&lt;br /&gt;É quando mais de Ti preciso,&lt;br /&gt;O corpo cansado pede arrego,&lt;br /&gt;As paredes parecem que ficam no meio,&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos embaçam,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o Teu Ninho no momento de perigo,&lt;br /&gt;E tenho que seguir,&lt;br /&gt;É o meio do Caminho, Tudo parece doer,&lt;br /&gt;Já foram tantas batalhas,&lt;br /&gt;A vontade é de descansar debaixo de uma &lt;br /&gt;Árvore frondosa, com bons frutos e boa sombra,&lt;br /&gt;A hora é de marchar,&lt;br /&gt;Vestir a Armadura com coragem, &lt;br /&gt;Quando a corpo pede pousada,&lt;br /&gt;O coração pede passagem,&lt;br /&gt;Como querendo desfalecer,&lt;br /&gt;É o meio do Caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Sê comigo meu Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nunca me deixará só,&lt;br /&gt;A sensação é que estou sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que comigo estás,&lt;br /&gt;Se no começo já estavas, não é agora quando a batalha feroz&lt;br /&gt;Trava que irás me abandonar,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que posso contar Contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que Estás comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Até a hora final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8478011347585406822?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8478011347585406822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/meio-do-caminho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8478011347585406822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8478011347585406822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/meio-do-caminho.html' title='Meio do Caminho'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-70YOVdOq-NI/Tm0iQjyvnZI/AAAAAAAAE20/_BQ-vOJDpaM/s72-c/20070810161840_flor_sol2_filtered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1069269777768918734</id><published>2011-09-09T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T07:46:37.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorriso Florido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--g43aR_RkLg/TmolvKcmCcI/AAAAAAAAE2s/S0I6dAEz0Bo/s1600/flores05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--g43aR_RkLg/TmolvKcmCcI/AAAAAAAAE2s/S0I6dAEz0Bo/s320/flores05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre há flores a ofertar,&lt;br /&gt;E não são só as flores de plástico que não morrem,&lt;br /&gt;Há um espaço no coração humano onde a rega é certa,&lt;br /&gt;São os sorrisos e as lágrimas que vivenciamos&lt;br /&gt;Ao longo dos anos, que fazem nascer flores imortais,&lt;br /&gt;Elas ressurgem como um sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Como um olhar colorido que jamais perde a cor,&lt;br /&gt;Partindo do princípio que as Mãos que as pintaram&lt;br /&gt;Foram as de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso sempre estão reluzentes,&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo todo coração carente de vasos florais,&lt;br /&gt;De sorrisos sinceros e olhares cativantes,&lt;br /&gt;E avante, seguimos a trilha que Deus nos mostra,&lt;br /&gt;Amar em verso, em poesia,&lt;br /&gt;Amar a todos independente de quem seja e do dia,&lt;br /&gt;Assim, o sorriso corre ligeiro como um mensageiro &lt;br /&gt;Angelical dando o abraço divinal junto as flores,&lt;br /&gt;Que por ser brotada em amor real,&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada igual do que viver amando, sorrido, rimando e&lt;br /&gt;Brincando de escrever, dando um toque infantil à Vida&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre nos convida a dar e ver Flores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1069269777768918734?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1069269777768918734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorriso-florido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1069269777768918734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1069269777768918734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorriso-florido.html' title='Sorriso Florido'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--g43aR_RkLg/TmolvKcmCcI/AAAAAAAAE2s/S0I6dAEz0Bo/s72-c/flores05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1613228714283539499</id><published>2011-08-29T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:42:00.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpV44Cjr31U/Tlxbc5O85QI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/MxAYe62jAbE/s1600/CHUVA.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpV44Cjr31U/Tlxbc5O85QI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/MxAYe62jAbE/s320/CHUVA.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A chuva que há em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;É para que toda crosta seja derretida e dê partida,&lt;br /&gt;Que minha alma não fique ressentida&lt;br /&gt;Com nenhum gesto humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4z9j99JYPY/Tlxb80JMUQI/AAAAAAAAE2g/vlmhx2DpwW8/s1600/agua-coracao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4z9j99JYPY/Tlxb80JMUQI/AAAAAAAAE2g/vlmhx2DpwW8/s320/agua-coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1613228714283539499?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1613228714283539499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/chuva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1613228714283539499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1613228714283539499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/chuva.html' title='Chuva'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpV44Cjr31U/Tlxbc5O85QI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/MxAYe62jAbE/s72-c/CHUVA.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5745902982999620940</id><published>2011-08-28T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:26:37.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidade Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0BtC0O0Y8U/Tlq_uRuS70I/AAAAAAAAE2I/cggGTimGRCQ/s1600/PQAAAElAu9S62ZBXtD85W-H1l5kLVSoO5mH73lcnbz9s3Bk0LakNpVhdFDyY_7OBWTkqqcRGb38MtnZIQqgots0tlDQAm1T1UGzUli9x6k0YSrKrotMYGlIGeH39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0BtC0O0Y8U/Tlq_uRuS70I/AAAAAAAAE2I/cggGTimGRCQ/s320/PQAAAElAu9S62ZBXtD85W-H1l5kLVSoO5mH73lcnbz9s3Bk0LakNpVhdFDyY_7OBWTkqqcRGb38MtnZIQqgots0tlDQAm1T1UGzUli9x6k0YSrKrotMYGlIGeH39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu quero a cidade da minha Poesia,&lt;br /&gt;Armar a rede da alegria e balançar com inspiração,&lt;br /&gt;Trazer as asas dos bons sonhos e passear na realização,&lt;br /&gt;Sim, quero a cidade do meu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Onde meus gritos escondidos se transformam em canção,&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que já se foram serviram como rega as flores,&lt;br /&gt;Aos sabores das novas Poesias que virão,&lt;br /&gt;Quero urgentemente voltar a essa cidade natal,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o ar transforma em brisa fresca&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol aquece mais um pouco e encalorado fica&lt;br /&gt;A Minha Poesia, a minha Vida, a minha Canção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5745902982999620940?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5745902982999620940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/cidade-poesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5745902982999620940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5745902982999620940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/cidade-poesia.html' title='Cidade Poesia'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0BtC0O0Y8U/Tlq_uRuS70I/AAAAAAAAE2I/cggGTimGRCQ/s72-c/PQAAAElAu9S62ZBXtD85W-H1l5kLVSoO5mH73lcnbz9s3Bk0LakNpVhdFDyY_7OBWTkqqcRGb38MtnZIQqgots0tlDQAm1T1UGzUli9x6k0YSrKrotMYGlIGeH39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5992677709074184439</id><published>2011-08-27T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T13:44:54.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esconderijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDmlbV5-fo0/TllXM0AflNI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nsAAl6PWLLc/s1600/imagesCA4HEUQJ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" width="199" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDmlbV5-fo0/TllXM0AflNI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nsAAl6PWLLc/s320/imagesCA4HEUQJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há sempre um bem maior a se alcançar,&lt;br /&gt;A mão a dar,&lt;br /&gt;A palavra amiga a sustentar,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre um caminho que ameniza,&lt;br /&gt;Em toda batalha há um esconderijo Divino,&lt;br /&gt;Um descanso onde o respirar encontra&lt;br /&gt;O Ar que vem de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;O Espírito leva a mente ao foco preciso,&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais existe,&lt;br /&gt;A não ser o Pai e eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoiUNWvYkQc/TllW_8z94XI/AAAAAAAAE14/NjCM9uJsU5Q/s1600/Esconderijo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoiUNWvYkQc/TllW_8z94XI/AAAAAAAAE14/NjCM9uJsU5Q/s320/Esconderijo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5992677709074184439?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5992677709074184439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/esconderijo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5992677709074184439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5992677709074184439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/esconderijo.html' title='Esconderijo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDmlbV5-fo0/TllXM0AflNI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nsAAl6PWLLc/s72-c/imagesCA4HEUQJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-3876502526771899131</id><published>2011-08-26T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:05:25.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livramento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KC4HEnrXI/TlgWNTaFmEI/AAAAAAAAE1g/2WwdvEwG0XE/s1600/611380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="120" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KC4HEnrXI/TlgWNTaFmEI/AAAAAAAAE1g/2WwdvEwG0XE/s320/611380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Das senhas ardis,&lt;br /&gt;Dos pensamentos vis,&lt;br /&gt;Afasta-me Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Das frases manhosas, mentirosas,&lt;br /&gt;Que não vem de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Não permite nem que eu leia, Ó Pai,&lt;br /&gt;Das tramas sem tamanho, das redes no meu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Ergue-me em Tuas asas e leva-me ao Teu ninho,&lt;br /&gt;É lá meu pensamento mais puro,&lt;br /&gt;É de lá a força que recebo para enfrentar o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Para revestir-me de capacitação, de Poder, de Unção,&lt;br /&gt;Até tornar-me intocável,&lt;br /&gt;E por mais admirável que pareça,&lt;br /&gt;Só Tu tens a liberdade de mudar-me &lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que eu esteja&lt;br /&gt;Já que venho de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;A Ti sempre digo: " Assim seja!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3876502526771899131?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3876502526771899131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/livramento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3876502526771899131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3876502526771899131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/livramento.html' title='Livramento'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KC4HEnrXI/TlgWNTaFmEI/AAAAAAAAE1g/2WwdvEwG0XE/s72-c/611380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-255410429345480898</id><published>2011-08-19T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T05:14:05.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jardim Eterno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZssgdCoMUo/Tk5SFWLFCPI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/ygEbccKGjFc/s1600/PQAAAJlea0midb-VewmcqKMPWhmo1-LTsjfzY8dcvdfpC9IRM2ZRY9RYl5No8V5kon2fx5gFjsNr9Amg4-xk_tb-Dn0Am1T1UPwTJjOJxR4cgjMvoF16pjkUaxS3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="249" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZssgdCoMUo/Tk5SFWLFCPI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/ygEbccKGjFc/s320/PQAAAJlea0midb-VewmcqKMPWhmo1-LTsjfzY8dcvdfpC9IRM2ZRY9RYl5No8V5kon2fx5gFjsNr9Amg4-xk_tb-Dn0Am1T1UPwTJjOJxR4cgjMvoF16pjkUaxS3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perdoa Senhor nossas fraquezas,&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas de rapidez agimos com lerdeza,&lt;br /&gt;Esquecemos muitas vezes que todo ser humano&lt;br /&gt;É uma vontade Tua,&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se a pessoa está com vestimenta ou nua,&lt;br /&gt;O Evangelho é para TODOS,&lt;br /&gt;Esse tem que ser o nosso coro Espiritual&lt;br /&gt;Cantado com o coração em igualdade,&lt;br /&gt;Em Unidade Cristã,&lt;br /&gt;Numa mente sã que só o Senhor pode dar.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-nos sempre Ó Pai,&lt;br /&gt;De que temos que ter olhos misericordiosos,&lt;br /&gt;Coração perdoável,&lt;br /&gt;Amor inigualável (vindo de Ti),&lt;br /&gt;Para assim podermos entoar o cântico&lt;br /&gt;Que irá tocar a fundo todo o pântano&lt;br /&gt;Desse mundo onde muita semente &lt;br /&gt;Há de florescer,&lt;br /&gt;É Tua primavera que quer Vida, eu sei,&lt;br /&gt;Nós Teus filhos sabemos dessa Tua Vontade&lt;br /&gt;E ela não será esquecida,&lt;br /&gt;Flores se abrirão, se juntarão ao Perfume Eterno&lt;br /&gt;Daquele que se fez Flor Vermelha maculada,&lt;br /&gt;Sendo Flor Branca para que hoje&lt;br /&gt;Fizéssemos parte do Teu Jardim Eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYC5k7BMkzA/Tk5SO8ln2eI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/sF19HYcsLSQ/s1600/PQAAAKcKmDnZ066dkCq8GJ37Uq4J4bp7TWOB8D5LSe_yN2GQhpxK2CIuub3Ow45O3_4ZJxCHynTq_dpeXakB7899c60Am1T1UNGz-xr9BkUuWSMXtZnt2LSKFzPh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYC5k7BMkzA/Tk5SO8ln2eI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/sF19HYcsLSQ/s320/PQAAAKcKmDnZ066dkCq8GJ37Uq4J4bp7TWOB8D5LSe_yN2GQhpxK2CIuub3Ow45O3_4ZJxCHynTq_dpeXakB7899c60Am1T1UNGz-xr9BkUuWSMXtZnt2LSKFzPh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-255410429345480898?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/255410429345480898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/perdoa-senhor-nossas-fraquezas-nas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/255410429345480898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/255410429345480898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/perdoa-senhor-nossas-fraquezas-nas.html' title='Jardim Eterno'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZssgdCoMUo/Tk5SFWLFCPI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/ygEbccKGjFc/s72-c/PQAAAJlea0midb-VewmcqKMPWhmo1-LTsjfzY8dcvdfpC9IRM2ZRY9RYl5No8V5kon2fx5gFjsNr9Amg4-xk_tb-Dn0Am1T1UPwTJjOJxR4cgjMvoF16pjkUaxS3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6897319488039994034</id><published>2011-08-17T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:25:59.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elsS0_yEhME/Tkxp2NwFy7I/AAAAAAAAE1I/F4tEOlfBcsY/s1600/11-pt-380cfb1fbc9b23278a9fa139b642b092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elsS0_yEhME/Tkxp2NwFy7I/AAAAAAAAE1I/F4tEOlfBcsY/s320/11-pt-380cfb1fbc9b23278a9fa139b642b092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A cada manhã desabrocho&lt;br /&gt;Com o que tenho de melhor,&lt;br /&gt;Penso em como será meu dia,&lt;br /&gt;O que posso oferecer ao outro,&lt;br /&gt;A quem estenderei a mão amiga,&lt;br /&gt;Que palavra de conforto levarei a quem precisa,&lt;br /&gt;Quem olharei profundamente e darei um sereno e sincero “Bom Dia”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6897319488039994034?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6897319488039994034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-manha-desabrocho-com-o-que-tenho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6897319488039994034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6897319488039994034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-manha-desabrocho-com-o-que-tenho.html' title='Amanhecer'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elsS0_yEhME/Tkxp2NwFy7I/AAAAAAAAE1I/F4tEOlfBcsY/s72-c/11-pt-380cfb1fbc9b23278a9fa139b642b092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7948490510511089590</id><published>2011-08-17T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:15:50.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breve Viver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heK2fX4kSvk/TkxntaNKURI/AAAAAAAAE1A/Ld3ZixAehqk/s1600/11-pt-72eae5753fc41c5a878865f24d95da29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heK2fX4kSvk/TkxntaNKURI/AAAAAAAAE1A/Ld3ZixAehqk/s320/11-pt-72eae5753fc41c5a878865f24d95da29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E entre tantas, o Senhor me escolheu,&lt;br /&gt;E entre danças, a Ti, dediquei,&lt;br /&gt;Entre escritos, foram embora tantos gritos,&lt;br /&gt;Ficaram os sussurros do Amor Eterno&lt;br /&gt;Que é só o que mais quero &lt;br /&gt;Desse meu breve viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7948490510511089590?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7948490510511089590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/breve-viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7948490510511089590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7948490510511089590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/breve-viver.html' title='Breve Viver'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heK2fX4kSvk/TkxntaNKURI/AAAAAAAAE1A/Ld3ZixAehqk/s72-c/11-pt-72eae5753fc41c5a878865f24d95da29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6233503587102523438</id><published>2011-08-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T08:39:52.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peso da Seriedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3uynvWgyi0/TkqPOz76IzI/AAAAAAAAE04/mQKwfog9vQA/s1600/tumblr_l9sik25EvU1qce141o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3uynvWgyi0/TkqPOz76IzI/AAAAAAAAE04/mQKwfog9vQA/s320/tumblr_l9sik25EvU1qce141o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre há algo a mais de Ti&lt;br /&gt;Em todas as situações,&lt;br /&gt;Há um riso escondido quando &lt;br /&gt;A seriedade traz a maturidade à tona,&lt;br /&gt;A criança que sou em Ti sempre irá existir,&lt;br /&gt;Independente das circunstâncias,&lt;br /&gt;É ela que corre ao Teu colo&lt;br /&gt;Quando a adulta tem vergonha &lt;br /&gt;De pisar no solo das lágrimas adultas&lt;br /&gt;Pelo peso da seriedade que em qualquer idade&lt;br /&gt;Temos que encarar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6233503587102523438?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6233503587102523438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/peso-da-seriedade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6233503587102523438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6233503587102523438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/peso-da-seriedade.html' title='Peso da Seriedade'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3uynvWgyi0/TkqPOz76IzI/AAAAAAAAE04/mQKwfog9vQA/s72-c/tumblr_l9sik25EvU1qce141o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4065548526076745679</id><published>2011-08-15T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:15:49.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_S3BmrhrWeQ/TkmLsZ-RVaI/AAAAAAAAE0E/IBF16vOdNpM/s1600/ia_mateus25_34-fundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_S3BmrhrWeQ/TkmLsZ-RVaI/AAAAAAAAE0E/IBF16vOdNpM/s320/ia_mateus25_34-fundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-me como aproximar-me mais de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Quero Te-lo mais,&lt;br /&gt;Saber mais,&lt;br /&gt;Ter muito mais comunhão do que já tenho,&lt;br /&gt;Ser mais Tua, por isso aqui venho,&lt;br /&gt;Limpa-me, como a neve quero ficar,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o encontro mais profundo,&lt;br /&gt;Pouco preciso desse mundo&lt;br /&gt;Tendo o meu Tudo sendo o Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuviYEgugH8/TkmMdQ2244I/AAAAAAAAE0U/ssYADtVv8aE/s1600/agua-no-deserto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuviYEgugH8/TkmMdQ2244I/AAAAAAAAE0U/ssYADtVv8aE/s320/agua-no-deserto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/4010599214963158257-4065548526076745679?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4065548526076745679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/meu-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4065548526076745679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4065548526076745679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/meu-tudo.html' title='Meu Tudo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_S3BmrhrWeQ/TkmLsZ-RVaI/AAAAAAAAE0E/IBF16vOdNpM/s72-c/ia_mateus25_34-fundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6809728071168981816</id><published>2011-08-15T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:19:05.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus Único</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw_qeURHXtQ/TkmM8FKGfeI/AAAAAAAAE0c/pvSKVRmC2Uc/s1600/Jesus_medico1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw_qeURHXtQ/TkmM8FKGfeI/AAAAAAAAE0c/pvSKVRmC2Uc/s320/Jesus_medico1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Preciso do Teu operar no meu físico,&lt;br /&gt;És meu cirurgião potente,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que preciso dos médicos,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei bem quem está no comando das mãos de cada um,&lt;br /&gt;Respiro por Ti,&lt;br /&gt;É a Ti que entrego meu físico e espírito no ato cirúrgico,&lt;br /&gt;Sendo o Senhor o meu Deus Único,&lt;br /&gt;É somente de Ti que preciso para que tudo dê certo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bd0ZVDbORtE/TkmNOtGlIlI/AAAAAAAAE0k/MXxk9gFF5GY/s1600/jesus-cura-moca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" width="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bd0ZVDbORtE/TkmNOtGlIlI/AAAAAAAAE0k/MXxk9gFF5GY/s320/jesus-cura-moca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4010599214963158257-6809728071168981816?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6809728071168981816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-unico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6809728071168981816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6809728071168981816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-unico.html' title='Deus Único'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw_qeURHXtQ/TkmM8FKGfeI/AAAAAAAAE0c/pvSKVRmC2Uc/s72-c/Jesus_medico1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7991553620731671400</id><published>2011-08-15T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:08:09.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJxViklFfPQ/TkmKUHiaHoI/AAAAAAAAEzk/EIcZR2unmZw/s1600/ia_mateus18_10-fundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJxViklFfPQ/TkmKUHiaHoI/AAAAAAAAEzk/EIcZR2unmZw/s320/ia_mateus18_10-fundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No dia que me levares daqui para a Eterna morada,&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-me antes Ó Deus,&lt;br /&gt;O valor da despedida,&lt;br /&gt;Não quero a lágrima sentida,&lt;br /&gt;Posso até chorar, mas de agradecimento,&lt;br /&gt;Não de lamento,&lt;br /&gt;Por ter um Deus de grande merecimento&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre cuidou de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Sei bem para que me trouxestes aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Espero ter feito tudo para te agradar,&lt;br /&gt;E no dia que se findar,&lt;br /&gt;Que os meus olhos aqui se fecharem&lt;br /&gt;Para abrirem e enxergarem os Teus,&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me a alegria da despedida, Te peço,&lt;br /&gt;Para que num último abraço eu me despeça&lt;br /&gt;Falando a todos do Teu Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSLmqushUgE/TkmKmFmNNrI/AAAAAAAAEzs/FdDC-oiZ4cg/s1600/despedida___.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSLmqushUgE/TkmKmFmNNrI/AAAAAAAAEzs/FdDC-oiZ4cg/s320/despedida___.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7991553620731671400?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7991553620731671400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/despedida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7991553620731671400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7991553620731671400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/despedida.html' title='Despedida'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJxViklFfPQ/TkmKUHiaHoI/AAAAAAAAEzk/EIcZR2unmZw/s72-c/ia_mateus18_10-fundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4020998224832146474</id><published>2011-08-13T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:35:39.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Dia dos Pais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sin-iaPAei4/Tkbf8E-xDnI/AAAAAAAAEzc/ajW3HXnhwLM/s1600/ORAO_1%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sin-iaPAei4/Tkbf8E-xDnI/AAAAAAAAEzc/ajW3HXnhwLM/s320/ORAO_1%257E1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O Senhor me deu uma voz,&lt;br /&gt;E com ela poder chamar-te:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAI, MEU DEUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o melhor canto que soa do meu peito mesmo imperfeito,&lt;br /&gt;É o melhor presente que recebo mesmo quero dar-te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ DIA DOS PAIS AO PAI DOS PAIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4020998224832146474?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4020998224832146474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/feliz-dia-dos-pais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4020998224832146474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4020998224832146474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/feliz-dia-dos-pais.html' title='Feliz Dia dos Pais'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sin-iaPAei4/Tkbf8E-xDnI/AAAAAAAAEzc/ajW3HXnhwLM/s72-c/ORAO_1%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4652498719676330246</id><published>2011-08-13T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T12:48:26.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNreC2tS8kU/TkbUr6WM_HI/AAAAAAAAEzM/QU3jAqCkI3U/s1600/Pra-refletir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNreC2tS8kU/TkbUr6WM_HI/AAAAAAAAEzM/QU3jAqCkI3U/s320/Pra-refletir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando eu permiti que o Senhor entrasse na minha Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Vi minha velha história dentro da nova história&lt;br /&gt;Contada com armas celestiais e guerras santas,&lt;br /&gt;Vi lágrimas derramadas por motivos justos,&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei das tantas que derramei por asneiras,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje já não choro por besteiras,&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a valorizar o ouro, não a qualquer brilho tolo,&lt;br /&gt;O Senhor abriu meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;As escamas a cada dia caem mais,&lt;br /&gt;Só Tu Pai, És capaz de limpar a cegueira das visões,&lt;br /&gt;Para isso é preciso o encontro Contigo,&lt;br /&gt;O abraço Amigo que só Tu Tens a dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4652498719676330246?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4652498719676330246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/encontro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4652498719676330246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4652498719676330246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/encontro.html' title='Encontro'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNreC2tS8kU/TkbUr6WM_HI/AAAAAAAAEzM/QU3jAqCkI3U/s72-c/Pra-refletir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8499892513276708519</id><published>2011-08-12T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:52:46.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_f8tjLxC6EY/TkX0-uRaiOI/AAAAAAAAEys/R-bHkZK-BO4/s1600/1436.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_f8tjLxC6EY/TkX0-uRaiOI/AAAAAAAAEys/R-bHkZK-BO4/s320/1436.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pede-me a canção que queres ouvir,&lt;br /&gt;O dedilhar do violão que estremece o Teu Ser,&lt;br /&gt;Capacita-me para engrandecer-Te em tamanha escrita,&lt;br /&gt;Jamais vista,&lt;br /&gt;Nem que seja somente para o Senhor ler,&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;Capacita-me,&lt;br /&gt;Quero as letras com ações,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o exemplo, a doação,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o que Te satifaz,&lt;br /&gt;Quero Teu sorriso pelo que És capaz,&lt;br /&gt;Quero Teu perdão nos meus tantos desencontros,&lt;br /&gt;São peças que eu já não monto&lt;br /&gt;Pois a mim a Vida não mais pertence,&lt;br /&gt;Minha Vida sendo Tua,&lt;br /&gt;Limpa-me, nua e crua,&lt;br /&gt;Quero Teu sustento e transformação,&lt;br /&gt;Quero Teu colo e nesse solo pisar&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo em eterna gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8499892513276708519?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8499892513276708519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratidao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8499892513276708519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8499892513276708519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratidao.html' title='Gratidão'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_f8tjLxC6EY/TkX0-uRaiOI/AAAAAAAAEys/R-bHkZK-BO4/s72-c/1436.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8105689390981197778</id><published>2011-08-12T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:49:51.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia Minha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxYO6BGuZAY/TkX0T6kYO_I/AAAAAAAAEyc/MGRfYxAu5kE/s1600/ia_lucas7-49-fundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxYO6BGuZAY/TkX0T6kYO_I/AAAAAAAAEyc/MGRfYxAu5kE/s320/ia_lucas7-49-fundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vem Poesia Minha,&lt;br /&gt;De mansinho, de manhãzinha,&lt;br /&gt;Cantar comigo a primavera,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre há flores em minha janela,&lt;br /&gt;Até os pássaros vem na cortina amarela,&lt;br /&gt;E Tu, Minha Poesia que brilha,&lt;br /&gt;És minha Ilha em multidão,&lt;br /&gt;És meu Deus, minha inspiração,&lt;br /&gt;Que faz-me respirar no meu simples escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8105689390981197778?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8105689390981197778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/poesia-minha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8105689390981197778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8105689390981197778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/poesia-minha.html' title='Poesia Minha'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxYO6BGuZAY/TkX0T6kYO_I/AAAAAAAAEyc/MGRfYxAu5kE/s72-c/ia_lucas7-49-fundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6973962972843874653</id><published>2011-08-12T19:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:51:22.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xV-2wLTXbhA/TkX0qnGiDAI/AAAAAAAAEyk/qzY6X0ZFTSo/s1600/ia_lucas10_20b-fundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xV-2wLTXbhA/TkX0qnGiDAI/AAAAAAAAEyk/qzY6X0ZFTSo/s320/ia_lucas10_20b-fundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Se as estrelas cantassem,&lt;br /&gt;A Lua declamasse,&lt;br /&gt;O Sol sussurrasse a Tua grandeza e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim todos ficariam devendo meu Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Porque nada nesse mundo definiria no profundo&lt;br /&gt;O quanto És digno, grande e de tão imenso amor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6973962972843874653?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6973962972843874653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6973962972843874653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6973962972843874653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xV-2wLTXbhA/TkX0qnGiDAI/AAAAAAAAEyk/qzY6X0ZFTSo/s72-c/ia_lucas10_20b-fundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7230947090146740439</id><published>2011-08-12T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:55:24.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Tempo Passa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqzidP2IQwY/TkX1mhw_VOI/AAAAAAAAEy0/JJYuzEnGols/s1600/ia_1corintios9_24-fundo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqzidP2IQwY/TkX1mhw_VOI/AAAAAAAAEy0/JJYuzEnGols/s320/ia_1corintios9_24-fundo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O tempo passa e nos leva ao acerto,&lt;br /&gt;O preço dos erros que cometemos é muito caro,&lt;br /&gt;Os prazeres momentâneos são vagos,&lt;br /&gt;Nada preenche mais o ser humano que o eterno,&lt;br /&gt;Temos que lembrar que muita coisa aqui é ilusão,&lt;br /&gt;A pele que nos reveste vira pó e somos todos iguais,&lt;br /&gt;Somos feitos de buracos, somos ocos,&lt;br /&gt;A ilusão que nos leva a pensar na perfeição do homem,&lt;br /&gt;Isso tudo o vento apaga,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar para dentro e ver quem realmente somos amadurece,&lt;br /&gt;O carnal a terra dá conta,&lt;br /&gt;O espiritual cresce, amadurece e vive para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Quando decidimos e entregamos nossas vidas a Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Ele quem nos fez e ama a todo e qualquer ser humano sem distinção,&lt;br /&gt;E só Ele sabe o que tem guardado para cada um de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7230947090146740439?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7230947090146740439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-tempo-passa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7230947090146740439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7230947090146740439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-tempo-passa.html' title='O Tempo Passa'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqzidP2IQwY/TkX1mhw_VOI/AAAAAAAAEy0/JJYuzEnGols/s72-c/ia_1corintios9_24-fundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6955451761404000826</id><published>2011-08-12T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:57:40.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem Maior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWKULU_FQ30/TkX2HLpbN-I/AAAAAAAAEy8/MCLc_XGNM2Y/s1600/mulher_no_campo_jpg1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" width="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWKULU_FQ30/TkX2HLpbN-I/AAAAAAAAEy8/MCLc_XGNM2Y/s320/mulher_no_campo_jpg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quero ver o sorriso que aquela criança esqueceu,&lt;br /&gt;Quero a mão estendida para a pessoa que &lt;br /&gt;A mim encolheu,&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver a paz tomar conta da vida &lt;br /&gt;De quem tanto tempo perdeu procurando&lt;br /&gt;Tirar o sossego de quem tanto por ele&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas verteu,&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver a primavera para quem torceu &lt;br /&gt;Para que o inverno tomasse conta da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver flores se abrindo na vida&lt;br /&gt;De quem nunca me mandou flores,&lt;br /&gt;Quero que todos experimentem o quanto é maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;Viver para fazer o bem ao outro,&lt;br /&gt;E que gosto tem ver a alegria estampada&lt;br /&gt;No rosto de quem antes só reclamava,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é uma questão de oração,&lt;br /&gt;De fé em Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Pedir para o outro o que para nós queremos,&lt;br /&gt;Vencemos o inimigo quando para ele desejamos o bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6955451761404000826?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6955451761404000826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/bem-maior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6955451761404000826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6955451761404000826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/bem-maior.html' title='Bem Maior'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWKULU_FQ30/TkX2HLpbN-I/AAAAAAAAEy8/MCLc_XGNM2Y/s72-c/mulher_no_campo_jpg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-2421134926449646634</id><published>2011-08-11T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:48:17.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tua Voz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lthTcG-17XE/TkQHFx7gE9I/AAAAAAAAEyM/yHc4-OOATFs/s1600/estrela_guia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lthTcG-17XE/TkQHFx7gE9I/AAAAAAAAEyM/yHc4-OOATFs/s320/estrela_guia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;meio&lt;br /&gt;de&lt;br /&gt;tanto&lt;br /&gt;alarido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua Voz mansa soa no meu ouvido,&lt;br /&gt;Falando tão baixinho que adormeço,&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço esse mundo de tanto barulho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-2421134926449646634?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/2421134926449646634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/tua-voz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2421134926449646634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/2421134926449646634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/tua-voz.html' title='Tua Voz'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lthTcG-17XE/TkQHFx7gE9I/AAAAAAAAEyM/yHc4-OOATFs/s72-c/estrela_guia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1277504253088237730</id><published>2011-08-10T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T09:01:55.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lição de Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9GPprfTcWM/TkKq0COkveI/AAAAAAAAEx8/5jwGtQGFtmE/s1600/1225318067271_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9GPprfTcWM/TkKq0COkveI/AAAAAAAAEx8/5jwGtQGFtmE/s320/1225318067271_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lJKUKayEMHQ/TkKrGqIEhiI/AAAAAAAAEyE/WHMUfb8Fffg/s1600/webadmin_uploads_passaro_voando_fg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lJKUKayEMHQ/TkKrGqIEhiI/AAAAAAAAEyE/WHMUfb8Fffg/s320/webadmin_uploads_passaro_voando_fg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Encontrei um passarinho de uma perna só,&lt;br /&gt;Ai que dó,&lt;br /&gt;Pensei em por numa gaiola,&lt;br /&gt;Um homem me falou que foi um fio de pipa&lt;br /&gt;Que cortou sua perninha,&lt;br /&gt;E que a partir daquele dia, ele sempre ajudava o passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Que quase tinha morrido devido a infecção,&lt;br /&gt;Que dor no meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Pobre passarinho, tão sozinho, uma perna só,&lt;br /&gt;Como viveria?&lt;br /&gt;E como Deus o esqueceria?&lt;br /&gt;Depois que aquele homem, filho de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidou do bendito passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Sua robustez voltou,&lt;br /&gt;Quando novamente pensei na gaiola,&lt;br /&gt;Ele abriu suas asas e num lindo e agradecido vôo&lt;br /&gt;Foi parar longe,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ele vai todos os dias na mercearia de quem cuidou dele,&lt;br /&gt;Agradecido, feliz, ganha seu pão de cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;Deus, em seu infinito amor,&lt;br /&gt;Deu nova cor à sua vida, &lt;br /&gt;Hoje ele voa sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Agradecido pelo dia que vai surgindo&lt;br /&gt;E por não mais sentir dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1277504253088237730?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1277504253088237730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/licao-de-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1277504253088237730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1277504253088237730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/licao-de-vida.html' title='Lição de Vida'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9GPprfTcWM/TkKq0COkveI/AAAAAAAAEx8/5jwGtQGFtmE/s72-c/1225318067271_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-6788857939570260742</id><published>2011-08-09T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:05:41.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passado e Presente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwglGolqHC8/TkGrlDbrZUI/AAAAAAAAExs/moIFZn5J6bA/s1600/imagesCA9BK3Q3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" width="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwglGolqHC8/TkGrlDbrZUI/AAAAAAAAExs/moIFZn5J6bA/s320/imagesCA9BK3Q3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZKZ1bfB8Bg/TkGvHGAlpSI/AAAAAAAAEx0/4YjZTUP5RXg/s1600/PQAAABFPZ61vRL4GN2ErF90o2LKpRvvjEpFYmtAoDqefjq1q0A5yPuwZkEjMVvx2qBfLAP9fV_5XqjbZN_yin7JReQQAm1T1ULtxewRYXgT3R2oIg5LRN7lAymgq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZKZ1bfB8Bg/TkGvHGAlpSI/AAAAAAAAEx0/4YjZTUP5RXg/s320/PQAAABFPZ61vRL4GN2ErF90o2LKpRvvjEpFYmtAoDqefjq1q0A5yPuwZkEjMVvx2qBfLAP9fV_5XqjbZN_yin7JReQQAm1T1ULtxewRYXgT3R2oIg5LRN7lAymgq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi vendo flores em pântanos&lt;br /&gt;Que aprendi a ver o belo onde menos esperava,&lt;br /&gt;Enxugando minhas lágrimas e&lt;br /&gt;Já cansada de chorar tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que senti o valor do desabafo,&lt;br /&gt;Na solidão, o quanto vale um abraço,&lt;br /&gt;No escuro, a necessidade do foco da Luz&lt;br /&gt;Que em Deus sempre encontro,&lt;br /&gt;No Caminho certo, vi quantas voltas dei &lt;br /&gt;em tantos caminhos tortos que me levaram ao nada,&lt;br /&gt;Foi dura a estrada,&lt;br /&gt;Os espinhos encontrados deixaram cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;Que já não doem, mas tem histórias, ficaram na memória,&lt;br /&gt;Meus passos hoje são mais calmos,&lt;br /&gt;Só sei caminhar Contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Só sei olhar com Teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;Só sei falar conforme Tua Palavra,&lt;br /&gt;Só sigo, conforme Tua direção,&lt;br /&gt;Não abro mão de Tua Vida na minha,&lt;br /&gt;Quando sozinha eu seguia, errei demais,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje conheço Tua Paz,&lt;br /&gt;Sei bem do que És capaz,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso que o Sigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu Deus!&lt;br /&gt;Tua filha:&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-6788857939570260742?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/6788857939570260742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/passado-e-presente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6788857939570260742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/6788857939570260742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/passado-e-presente.html' title='Passado e Presente'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nwglGolqHC8/TkGrlDbrZUI/AAAAAAAAExs/moIFZn5J6bA/s72-c/imagesCA9BK3Q3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8495153634633268638</id><published>2011-08-09T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:08:25.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poder e Beleza Única</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp2cgT6pIP4/TkGrPH_d_zI/AAAAAAAAExk/TeQvkXihN5M/s1600/raio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp2cgT6pIP4/TkGrPH_d_zI/AAAAAAAAExk/TeQvkXihN5M/s320/raio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não Esqueço Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Das Flores que recebi,&lt;br /&gt;Das alegrias tantas que senti,&lt;br /&gt;Dos brilhos que antes amendrontavam&lt;br /&gt;Transformaram-se em beleza nuas&lt;br /&gt;Revestidas da natureza que criastes com&lt;br /&gt;Carinho vindos do céu,&lt;br /&gt;Chovia,&lt;br /&gt;Eram barulhos ensurdecedores em meio as dores,&lt;br /&gt;E toda a história foi mudada,&lt;br /&gt;A beleza nua eram os raios que antes faziam eu tremer de medo,&lt;br /&gt;Os barulhos tantos eram os trovões que com eles eu aprendi a sentir&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco da potência do Teu poder,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quando há raios e trovões sei que estás no meio deles,&lt;br /&gt;Que nada posso temer,&lt;br /&gt;Se tremo, é de Unção,&lt;br /&gt;Por ter um Deus como o Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;De beleza Única e de Poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8495153634633268638?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8495153634633268638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/poder-e-beza-unica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8495153634633268638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8495153634633268638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/poder-e-beza-unica.html' title='Poder e Beleza Única'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp2cgT6pIP4/TkGrPH_d_zI/AAAAAAAAExk/TeQvkXihN5M/s72-c/raio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5431703464004406532</id><published>2011-08-09T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:13:20.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus, Minha Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHSXFEsNTIQ/TkF4dIJxqPI/AAAAAAAAExU/XrHQQi-wPas/s1600/imagesCA638U1D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHSXFEsNTIQ/TkF4dIJxqPI/AAAAAAAAExU/XrHQQi-wPas/s320/imagesCA638U1D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amanheceu...&lt;br /&gt;Abri os olhos, continuei em posição embrionária,&lt;br /&gt;Sou criança, sou feto,&lt;br /&gt;Diante de tanto amor e afeto&lt;br /&gt;Quando Estás em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Sou como Flor em vasto jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre procuro dar o melhor que tenho,&lt;br /&gt;O que de Ti recebo,&lt;br /&gt;E percebo que junto a Ti a Poesia&lt;br /&gt;Faz morada em meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo canção em meu viver,&lt;br /&gt;Levando-me a vida para que eu ria,&lt;br /&gt;A Ti escreva,&lt;br /&gt;Em Ti me inspire,&lt;br /&gt;Por Ti viva a minha Poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKVgjIkGLbM/TkF4skZApuI/AAAAAAAAExc/WGK1RyEWtM0/s1600/imagesCA4DD4NJ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKVgjIkGLbM/TkF4skZApuI/AAAAAAAAExc/WGK1RyEWtM0/s320/imagesCA4DD4NJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5431703464004406532?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5431703464004406532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-minha-poesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5431703464004406532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5431703464004406532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-minha-poesia.html' title='Deus, Minha Poesia'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHSXFEsNTIQ/TkF4dIJxqPI/AAAAAAAAExU/XrHQQi-wPas/s72-c/imagesCA638U1D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-3527442505951041375</id><published>2011-08-08T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:36:24.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver e Morrer em Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMSseuOxhY/TkBIYQLVnvI/AAAAAAAAEw0/pJkRkEvVD4c/s1600/Deus_existe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMSseuOxhY/TkBIYQLVnvI/AAAAAAAAEw0/pJkRkEvVD4c/s320/Deus_existe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dá-me Senhor a visão das cores que não desbotam,&lt;br /&gt;O carinho do olhar no meio de olhares tortos,&lt;br /&gt;A cabeça erguida quando sou atingida,&lt;br /&gt;A serenidade quando a tranquilidade fica estremecida,&lt;br /&gt;A Fé na batalha mental contra mim,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que Estás em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Isso me basta!&lt;br /&gt;Quero minha mente em Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Viver em Ti&lt;br /&gt;E em Ti morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua filha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDUx-c8y_Io/TkBIu6kN3pI/AAAAAAAAEw8/_PYPzEBtN0w/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" width="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDUx-c8y_Io/TkBIu6kN3pI/AAAAAAAAEw8/_PYPzEBtN0w/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3527442505951041375?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3527442505951041375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/viver-e-morrer-em-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3527442505951041375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3527442505951041375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/viver-e-morrer-em-ti.html' title='Viver e Morrer em Ti'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMSseuOxhY/TkBIYQLVnvI/AAAAAAAAEw0/pJkRkEvVD4c/s72-c/Deus_existe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8348849574724141164</id><published>2011-08-08T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:40:50.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abri a Porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLzNgUbRMBU/TkBJbRU0s7I/AAAAAAAAExE/2lI9N55pumY/s1600/Post_by_Bloger_%2528182%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLzNgUbRMBU/TkBJbRU0s7I/AAAAAAAAExE/2lI9N55pumY/s320/Post_by_Bloger_%2528182%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi em cama de espinhos que descobri a maciez,&lt;br /&gt;O conforto e segurança de estar aos Teus Pés,&lt;br /&gt;Andando cambaleando descobri a retidão do Teu Caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo chorando fui rindo,&lt;br /&gt;Descobri Teu Ninho,&lt;br /&gt;E que faço parte dele,&lt;br /&gt;Foi batendo em tantas portas e por fim quase desistindo,&lt;br /&gt;Que parei, percebi que havia um toque a mais no meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Curiosa, silenciosa, de perto escutei,&lt;br /&gt;Era o Senhor!&lt;br /&gt;ABRI!&lt;br /&gt;E até hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, consolo e conforto encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Pai!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu Jesus Cristo!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Santo Espírito de Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua filha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHzUpwt0P9U/TkBJxF39n4I/AAAAAAAAExM/-QYLIrR0Rvo/s1600/porta_aberta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" width="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHzUpwt0P9U/TkBJxF39n4I/AAAAAAAAExM/-QYLIrR0Rvo/s320/porta_aberta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/4010599214963158257-8348849574724141164?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8348849574724141164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/abri-porta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8348849574724141164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8348849574724141164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/abri-porta.html' title='Abri a Porta'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLzNgUbRMBU/TkBJbRU0s7I/AAAAAAAAExE/2lI9N55pumY/s72-c/Post_by_Bloger_%2528182%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9169149500846736083</id><published>2011-08-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T07:17:20.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abrigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVO4w9WVJEQ/Tj7BFHBPebI/AAAAAAAAEws/-zipKohWl0o/s1600/13126996823rmgxQ6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVO4w9WVJEQ/Tj7BFHBPebI/AAAAAAAAEws/-zipKohWl0o/s320/13126996823rmgxQ6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há sempre um lugar nesse mundo&lt;br /&gt;Onde um filho Teu encontra abrigo,&lt;br /&gt;Toda a Tua criação encontra lugar, aconchego,&lt;br /&gt;Haverá sempre um espaço em Teu abraço de Pai,&lt;br /&gt;Uma proteção a quem em oração por Ti chama,&lt;br /&gt;É próprio de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;É do Teu caráter, do Teu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Acolher os Teus,&lt;br /&gt;É do Teu abrigo que mais preciso,&lt;br /&gt;Da Tua casa que mais imploro,&lt;br /&gt;Da Tua Mão e do Teu ombro amigo&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre estão comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Quando mais Te busco&lt;br /&gt;E a Ti me dirijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-9169149500846736083?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/9169149500846736083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/abrigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9169149500846736083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9169149500846736083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/abrigo.html' title='Abrigo'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVO4w9WVJEQ/Tj7BFHBPebI/AAAAAAAAEws/-zipKohWl0o/s72-c/13126996823rmgxQ6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1448448028604414297</id><published>2011-08-07T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:03:30.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7Gx_qo8rJc/Tj63Qy6jesI/AAAAAAAAEwk/yE7onR53sbM/s1600/PQAAAFtKkkOnqLKWXrR_vem_X1exu6KlC_PMUal8Jv7wY_5MSQMzm9kxyrnU-rm8oY-CBLdRlwNdLIQ7aoThYomrF4sAm1T1UKu3izVN8deGr7uGaWMWEc0MNBXP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7Gx_qo8rJc/Tj63Qy6jesI/AAAAAAAAEwk/yE7onR53sbM/s320/PQAAAFtKkkOnqLKWXrR_vem_X1exu6KlC_PMUal8Jv7wY_5MSQMzm9kxyrnU-rm8oY-CBLdRlwNdLIQ7aoThYomrF4sAm1T1UKu3izVN8deGr7uGaWMWEc0MNBXP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O que mais admiro na vida são as cores que não perdem os tons,&lt;br /&gt;As amizades com pessoas de corações bons,&lt;br /&gt;A mão estendida na hora precisa,&lt;br /&gt;A palavra que fortalece e aquece,&lt;br /&gt;A poesia que toca fundo e enriquece,&lt;br /&gt;A bondade de graça que ri e compadece,&lt;br /&gt;A ajuda recebida de quem agradece,&lt;br /&gt;O dinheiro dado e jamais reparado,&lt;br /&gt;O abraço doado e inesquecível,&lt;br /&gt;NOSSO DEUS PODEROSO&lt;br /&gt;DEUS DO IMPOSSÍVEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb70iPVqUXE/Tj6w0VFHwAI/AAAAAAAAEv8/yhyz5MU8V2E/s1600/tumblr_lew6lzPBfJ1qcckaro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb70iPVqUXE/Tj6w0VFHwAI/AAAAAAAAEv8/yhyz5MU8V2E/s320/tumblr_lew6lzPBfJ1qcckaro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A oração é o ar que respiro,&lt;br /&gt;O pulso firme, os degraus que subo,&lt;br /&gt;O meu Deus, meu tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Sigo meu rumo.&lt;br /&gt;Quis entender minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca consegui,&lt;br /&gt;Como entenderia?&lt;br /&gt;Deus é quem traça meu caminhar,&lt;br /&gt;Onde Ele me envia, ando,&lt;br /&gt;Não posso parar.&lt;br /&gt;Já subi muitas montanhas,&lt;br /&gt;Passei por vários vales,&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho ainda está pela metade,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei onde ele terminará,&lt;br /&gt;Confio em quem me Guia,&lt;br /&gt;Com Ele estou amparada,&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que esteja despreparada,&lt;br /&gt;Meu anjo enviado por Ele me guarda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5bkGJcvEM0/Tj6wOeXDV_I/AAAAAAAAEv0/p0gt_S9inR0/s1600/21B16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5bkGJcvEM0/Tj6wOeXDV_I/AAAAAAAAEv0/p0gt_S9inR0/s320/21B16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acredito no que há de bom,&lt;br /&gt;Na fruta verde que há de amadurecer,&lt;br /&gt;Na imaturidade que a maturidade irá rasgar&lt;br /&gt;Descortinando a cegueira da Verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Acredito no acerto,&lt;br /&gt;Dos erros tiramos lições,&lt;br /&gt;Com o passar do tempo só não aprende quem não quer,&lt;br /&gt;Só continua sendo ruim por opção,&lt;br /&gt;Pois não é isso que a vida quer,&lt;br /&gt;Temos vários caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;O livre arbítrio é decisão,&lt;br /&gt;Qual é a sua opção?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-3101195864432845968?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/3101195864432845968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/opcao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3101195864432845968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/3101195864432845968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/opcao.html' title='Opção'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5bkGJcvEM0/Tj6wOeXDV_I/AAAAAAAAEv0/p0gt_S9inR0/s72-c/21B16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-421940218046342230</id><published>2011-08-06T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:37:22.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>A noite vinha,&lt;br /&gt;Os pensamentos correram longe,&lt;br /&gt;Senti a brisa fresca de um sonho suado,&lt;br /&gt;Buscado na esperança do meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Que se alastra igual a raiz de uma árvore&lt;br /&gt;Frondosa plantada à beira de um riacho,&lt;br /&gt;É um sonho meu e de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;É o que acho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqp7VHtGo8Y/Tj3QID4S7lI/AAAAAAAAEvc/4TXr1acNSA0/s1600/sonhar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqp7VHtGo8Y/Tj3QID4S7lI/AAAAAAAAEvc/4TXr1acNSA0/s320/sonhar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-421940218046342230?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/421940218046342230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonho-suado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/421940218046342230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/421940218046342230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonho-suado.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqp7VHtGo8Y/Tj3QID4S7lI/AAAAAAAAEvc/4TXr1acNSA0/s72-c/sonhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5663834400040217065</id><published>2011-08-06T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:39:02.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorriso</title><content type='html'>Na vida há tanta pressa,&lt;br /&gt;Tanta correria,&lt;br /&gt;São tantos afazeres,&lt;br /&gt;Senti a Presença Santa de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;E na Sua calmaria vi que Ele&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente Sorria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMZDGPHajAc/Tj3QgF9mq-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/S6quzbaTKLQ/s1600/jabes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMZDGPHajAc/Tj3QgF9mq-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/S6quzbaTKLQ/s320/jabes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5663834400040217065?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5663834400040217065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorriso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5663834400040217065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5663834400040217065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorriso.html' title='Sorriso'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMZDGPHajAc/Tj3QgF9mq-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/S6quzbaTKLQ/s72-c/jabes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-4806069459357870569</id><published>2011-08-06T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:40:54.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor e Flor</title><content type='html'>A Flor na janela sorria,&lt;br /&gt;A esperança que ela trazia só ela sabia,&lt;br /&gt;As dores tantas pelas quais passara,&lt;br /&gt;só ela sentia,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela sorria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtUoOWrGzw0/Tj3Q-JVD96I/AAAAAAAAEvs/kuVvvuJMn9U/s1600/FLOR_NA_JANELA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtUoOWrGzw0/Tj3Q-JVD96I/AAAAAAAAEvs/kuVvvuJMn9U/s320/FLOR_NA_JANELA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-4806069459357870569?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/4806069459357870569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/dor-e-flor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4806069459357870569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/4806069459357870569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/dor-e-flor.html' title='Dor e Flor'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtUoOWrGzw0/Tj3Q-JVD96I/AAAAAAAAEvs/kuVvvuJMn9U/s72-c/FLOR_NA_JANELA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8585992888675865715</id><published>2011-08-05T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:20:06.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" EU SOU "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAcmVbVrpZ4/TjxeIC2QUkI/AAAAAAAAEvM/y6GEN7j_oLA/s1600/passaros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAcmVbVrpZ4/TjxeIC2QUkI/AAAAAAAAEvM/y6GEN7j_oLA/s320/passaros.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Há um Perfume de Deus no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Há Um Deus que fez o ar, o Perfume,&lt;br /&gt;Não há como passar por essa vida a tudo isso imune&lt;br /&gt;A Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo Ele fez,&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo Ele está,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso que somente a Ele entrego minha adoração,&lt;br /&gt;Só Ele é meu Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Só a Ele entrego TUDO que tenho e sou,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de minha pequenez,&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou filha do grande e misterioso&lt;br /&gt;" EU SOU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Jw0We7TLg/TjxedQx_2PI/AAAAAAAAEvU/Ag788Ndh-68/s1600/ARVORE%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="317" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Jw0We7TLg/TjxedQx_2PI/AAAAAAAAEvU/Ag788Ndh-68/s320/ARVORE%257E1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8585992888675865715?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8585992888675865715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-sou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8585992888675865715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8585992888675865715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-sou.html' title='&quot; EU SOU &quot;'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAcmVbVrpZ4/TjxeIC2QUkI/AAAAAAAAEvM/y6GEN7j_oLA/s72-c/passaros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-8957545002014333405</id><published>2011-08-04T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:35:23.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha História</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i1oYwWN6dY/TjsdmDeJ22I/AAAAAAAAEu8/faDVyQXBg1I/s1600/maode.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i1oYwWN6dY/TjsdmDeJ22I/AAAAAAAAEu8/faDVyQXBg1I/s320/maode.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em letras traço o que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;Em versos canto minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;A Poesia refresca minha memória,&lt;br /&gt;Traz alento a certa dor,&lt;br /&gt;Penso no quanto Deus me ama,&lt;br /&gt;No seu cuidado para comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Dando a mim todos os sentidos sãos&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu possa usá-los em seu louvor,&lt;br /&gt;É um mundo de muita cor,&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse um arco-íris,&lt;br /&gt;Lanço-me em festa, em cantiga,&lt;br /&gt;Enfeito-me de margarida e laço de fita,&lt;br /&gt;Pego a viola e cantarolando ao Rei da Glória&lt;br /&gt;Conto a minha história para quem quiser ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dy4OGcz6Yo/Tjsd_K4nK_I/AAAAAAAAEvE/VwjOXqEbnGo/s1600/533295205_9aa28434a6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dy4OGcz6Yo/Tjsd_K4nK_I/AAAAAAAAEvE/VwjOXqEbnGo/s320/533295205_9aa28434a6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-8957545002014333405?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/8957545002014333405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/minha-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8957545002014333405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/8957545002014333405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/minha-historia.html' title='Minha História'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i1oYwWN6dY/TjsdmDeJ22I/AAAAAAAAEu8/faDVyQXBg1I/s72-c/maode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5925281133707040784</id><published>2011-08-04T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:22:45.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos Realizados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRI5h-fCIcc/TjsbleviKlI/AAAAAAAAEus/4r0wxlcL5RU/s1600/PARASO%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRI5h-fCIcc/TjsbleviKlI/AAAAAAAAEus/4r0wxlcL5RU/s320/PARASO%257E1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Todo ser humano traz dentro de si sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Rimos quando vemos realizados,&lt;br /&gt;Cantamos quando podemos compartilha-los,&lt;br /&gt;Imagine morarmos num lugar onde&lt;br /&gt;A Vida será igual a um sonho que nunca acaba,&lt;br /&gt;Onde haverá saúde e contentamento,&lt;br /&gt;Onde só o amor impera e já não haverá mais espera,&lt;br /&gt;Pois todos os sonhos já terão sidos concretizados.&lt;br /&gt;Uau!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aleluia!&lt;br /&gt;É o que Deus a nós promete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5925281133707040784?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5925281133707040784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonhos-realizados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5925281133707040784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5925281133707040784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonhos-realizados.html' title='Sonhos Realizados'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRI5h-fCIcc/TjsbleviKlI/AAAAAAAAEus/4r0wxlcL5RU/s72-c/PARASO%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7032449238035528779</id><published>2011-08-04T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:57:22.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperança</title><content type='html'>Quem tem Esperança não cansa,&lt;br /&gt;Ela é solo fértil&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus dá para que pisemos&lt;br /&gt;E assim,&lt;br /&gt;Alcansemos os frutos maduros&lt;br /&gt;Da espera necessária do tempo precioso&lt;br /&gt;Onde o aprendizado é tão valorozo quanto o ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJg5VeM5NUI/TjsGhz0JCaI/AAAAAAAAEuc/Jm4RnzLHLUc/s1600/117126_Papel-de-Parede-Ouro-em-po_1600x1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJg5VeM5NUI/TjsGhz0JCaI/AAAAAAAAEuc/Jm4RnzLHLUc/s320/117126_Papel-de-Parede-Ouro-em-po_1600x1200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCD5SxjpbNI/TjsGt9qolSI/AAAAAAAAEuk/1bq61tXxdTo/s1600/esperan%25C3%25A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCD5SxjpbNI/TjsGt9qolSI/AAAAAAAAEuk/1bq61tXxdTo/s320/esperan%25C3%25A7a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7032449238035528779?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7032449238035528779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/esperanca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7032449238035528779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7032449238035528779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/esperanca.html' title='Esperança'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJg5VeM5NUI/TjsGhz0JCaI/AAAAAAAAEuc/Jm4RnzLHLUc/s72-c/117126_Papel-de-Parede-Ouro-em-po_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-599082074322168337</id><published>2011-08-03T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T16:26:17.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Direção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkQzGgOxVh8/TjnZC3SNhTI/AAAAAAAAEuM/bgR4ky9OH_g/s1600/caminho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkQzGgOxVh8/TjnZC3SNhTI/AAAAAAAAEuM/bgR4ky9OH_g/s320/caminho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A consciência limpa de fazer o que Deus&lt;br /&gt;A mim pede,&lt;br /&gt;Faz meu caminhar mais forte,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo errando, &lt;br /&gt;Ele leva-me ao acerto,&lt;br /&gt;Tira-me do beco das culpas,&lt;br /&gt;Direcionando-me à Verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-599082074322168337?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/599082074322168337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/direcao_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/599082074322168337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/599082074322168337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/direcao_03.html' title='Direção'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkQzGgOxVh8/TjnZC3SNhTI/AAAAAAAAEuM/bgR4ky9OH_g/s72-c/caminho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1328358648722436147</id><published>2011-08-03T16:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T16:28:01.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipês</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSTRHJI6kQI/TjnZa_WNk_I/AAAAAAAAEuU/l0o3b5qLWb4/s1600/ip%25C3%25AA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSTRHJI6kQI/TjnZa_WNk_I/AAAAAAAAEuU/l0o3b5qLWb4/s320/ip%25C3%25AA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No meio dos Ipês,&lt;br /&gt;A Luz de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos Vêem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1328358648722436147?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1328358648722436147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/ipes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1328358648722436147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1328358648722436147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/ipes.html' title='Ipês'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSTRHJI6kQI/TjnZa_WNk_I/AAAAAAAAEuU/l0o3b5qLWb4/s72-c/ip%25C3%25AA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1709924481799888506</id><published>2011-08-02T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T19:34:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8M_fnSQghw/TjidawC0rTI/AAAAAAAAEt8/-s06MZy3cAY/s1600/DEUS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8M_fnSQghw/TjidawC0rTI/AAAAAAAAEt8/-s06MZy3cAY/s320/DEUS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em minha retina brilha a Luz do Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;É o Sol convidando para o novo,&lt;br /&gt;O renovo tira o salobro em minha sede,&lt;br /&gt;e vejo florir os primeiro raios&lt;br /&gt;Da Primavera de Deus em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6_sLmwef5I/Tjidrkl9BgI/AAAAAAAAEuE/oRjj0Dlf4X0/s1600/alegria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6_sLmwef5I/Tjidrkl9BgI/AAAAAAAAEuE/oRjj0Dlf4X0/s320/alegria.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1709924481799888506?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1709924481799888506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/retina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1709924481799888506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1709924481799888506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/retina.html' title='Retina'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8M_fnSQghw/TjidawC0rTI/AAAAAAAAEt8/-s06MZy3cAY/s72-c/DEUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9184488029098996549</id><published>2011-08-02T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:24:06.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilho que Diferencia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBf4rKQSrQ0/TjiG9lmmntI/AAAAAAAAEt0/fLOE6iRyqKg/s1600/flor_diferente.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBf4rKQSrQ0/TjiG9lmmntI/AAAAAAAAEt0/fLOE6iRyqKg/s320/flor_diferente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Faz a diferença necessária em mim Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Onde a igualdade congela corações&lt;br /&gt;Peço o Teu brilho que diferencia&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que logo se apagam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-9184488029098996549?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/9184488029098996549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/brilho-que-diferencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9184488029098996549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9184488029098996549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/brilho-que-diferencia.html' title='Brilho que Diferencia'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBf4rKQSrQ0/TjiG9lmmntI/AAAAAAAAEt0/fLOE6iRyqKg/s72-c/flor_diferente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5609790451886877630</id><published>2011-08-02T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:20:11.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OCF_Hjf-f0/TjiGHNtTwcI/AAAAAAAAEts/C1J1fbOFEkI/s1600/PQAAANC2N-WzhPTwpU8GOdZnUpxbjzos21lfvcQKIo41OiyzAxQ6Dx92X2C-vwBPNGePCeZ6rzJcR5KbioWGtaDCAOUAm1T1UHcDYzRoaEWWUIjXel1XrB8wIEcq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OCF_Hjf-f0/TjiGHNtTwcI/AAAAAAAAEts/C1J1fbOFEkI/s320/PQAAANC2N-WzhPTwpU8GOdZnUpxbjzos21lfvcQKIo41OiyzAxQ6Dx92X2C-vwBPNGePCeZ6rzJcR5KbioWGtaDCAOUAm1T1UHcDYzRoaEWWUIjXel1XrB8wIEcq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nas tantas teias que tramaram contra mim,&lt;br /&gt;Deus desfez cada uma,&lt;br /&gt;Transformou em amor sem fim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5609790451886877630?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5609790451886877630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/teias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5609790451886877630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5609790451886877630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/teias.html' title='Teias'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OCF_Hjf-f0/TjiGHNtTwcI/AAAAAAAAEts/C1J1fbOFEkI/s72-c/PQAAANC2N-WzhPTwpU8GOdZnUpxbjzos21lfvcQKIo41OiyzAxQ6Dx92X2C-vwBPNGePCeZ6rzJcR5KbioWGtaDCAOUAm1T1UHcDYzRoaEWWUIjXel1XrB8wIEcq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5395226781895930891</id><published>2011-08-02T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:18:06.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prato Principal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wd0CIrz7s/TjiFaKh5WNI/AAAAAAAAEtk/vf0SzO9beJw/s1600/PQAAAIfAh2et2LOPVA2IOrOJq5FiDDtt9RdcgJNXwqa4K9eMXj7fSQegmiaH31JadciLxVc_7gggKQDs3padvU3rAj4Am1T1UGtcRq-xH04xwUNBOFAi4PFK0Hiw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wd0CIrz7s/TjiFaKh5WNI/AAAAAAAAEtk/vf0SzO9beJw/s320/PQAAAIfAh2et2LOPVA2IOrOJq5FiDDtt9RdcgJNXwqa4K9eMXj7fSQegmiaH31JadciLxVc_7gggKQDs3padvU3rAj4Am1T1UGtcRq-xH04xwUNBOFAi4PFK0Hiw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O prato principal de todo ser&lt;br /&gt;É O AMOR!&lt;br /&gt;Não engorda, não tem contra indicações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5395226781895930891?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5395226781895930891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/prato-principal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5395226781895930891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5395226781895930891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/prato-principal.html' title='Prato Principal'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1wd0CIrz7s/TjiFaKh5WNI/AAAAAAAAEtk/vf0SzO9beJw/s72-c/PQAAAIfAh2et2LOPVA2IOrOJq5FiDDtt9RdcgJNXwqa4K9eMXj7fSQegmiaH31JadciLxVc_7gggKQDs3padvU3rAj4Am1T1UGtcRq-xH04xwUNBOFAi4PFK0Hiw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9219532755164466995</id><published>2011-08-02T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:06:30.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frutos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_9py6-M0x4/TjiCxYzSv6I/AAAAAAAAEs8/jQzm2Yb1sIw/s1600/PQAAALLa2pC_FQwXVmlJc12NF_tMwppMjU-7DR2kbBczjLlERsNpfjkGFDGzzCVPpfq2_XyKZVzmhzG8DRgjchDTJ18Am1T1UHukB_Qahc6YJvQlIqyFyXpt4fWN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_9py6-M0x4/TjiCxYzSv6I/AAAAAAAAEs8/jQzm2Yb1sIw/s320/PQAAALLa2pC_FQwXVmlJc12NF_tMwppMjU-7DR2kbBczjLlERsNpfjkGFDGzzCVPpfq2_XyKZVzmhzG8DRgjchDTJ18Am1T1UHukB_Qahc6YJvQlIqyFyXpt4fWN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Como árvore podada,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda resta em mim vários galhos,&lt;br /&gt;E neles posam vários passarinhos,&lt;br /&gt;São presentes enviados por Deus&lt;br /&gt;Alegrando meus dias,&lt;br /&gt;Os frutos que hoje recebo,&lt;br /&gt;São respostas de orações feitas em agonias,&lt;br /&gt;Em solidão, na procura de um amigo,&lt;br /&gt;De joelhos, com lágrimas, em jejum,&lt;br /&gt;Por vários e vários dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5nmlz78bjQ/TjiC7tiz4lI/AAAAAAAAEtE/pqt5lwtCGQU/s1600/PQAAAPJxM9R3O_HnZHdJbwxPNNqxycZpzYr9Lxewl4_QCFonvMf2bS0fXmmZBbShBE28yLAf4uLUuE5TauNdXoulDXsAm1T1UArPN_5EXr_QyuXYlVSbohD4qJH4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5nmlz78bjQ/TjiC7tiz4lI/AAAAAAAAEtE/pqt5lwtCGQU/s320/PQAAAPJxM9R3O_HnZHdJbwxPNNqxycZpzYr9Lxewl4_QCFonvMf2bS0fXmmZBbShBE28yLAf4uLUuE5TauNdXoulDXsAm1T1UArPN_5EXr_QyuXYlVSbohD4qJH4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-9219532755164466995?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/9219532755164466995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/frutos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9219532755164466995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/9219532755164466995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/frutos.html' title='Frutos'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_9py6-M0x4/TjiCxYzSv6I/AAAAAAAAEs8/jQzm2Yb1sIw/s72-c/PQAAALLa2pC_FQwXVmlJc12NF_tMwppMjU-7DR2kbBczjLlERsNpfjkGFDGzzCVPpfq2_XyKZVzmhzG8DRgjchDTJ18Am1T1UHukB_Qahc6YJvQlIqyFyXpt4fWN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7550948606055916193</id><published>2011-08-02T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:12:16.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova História</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoSk6cuTVX8/TjiEFPXRJiI/AAAAAAAAEtM/uZhF07WG9vU/s1600/In_Gods_Country.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoSk6cuTVX8/TjiEFPXRJiI/AAAAAAAAEtM/uZhF07WG9vU/s320/In_Gods_Country.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com o brilho do Sol &lt;br /&gt;A força parece esquentar,&lt;br /&gt;As cores reluzem,&lt;br /&gt;A Poesia desabrocha,&lt;br /&gt;Quem mancava ontem&lt;br /&gt;Hoje pula corda,&lt;br /&gt;É vida nova,&lt;br /&gt;É nova história,&lt;br /&gt;É o Senhor da Glória,&lt;br /&gt;Dando vitória a quem o teme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYlqrEJmvKQ/TjiERIJiifI/AAAAAAAAEtU/YsqQJyCVugo/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYlqrEJmvKQ/TjiERIJiifI/AAAAAAAAEtU/YsqQJyCVugo/s320/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7550948606055916193?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7550948606055916193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7550948606055916193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7550948606055916193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/nova-historia.html' title='Nova História'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoSk6cuTVX8/TjiEFPXRJiI/AAAAAAAAEtM/uZhF07WG9vU/s72-c/In_Gods_Country.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-7110493119159750380</id><published>2011-08-02T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:14:42.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amiga Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qjRw6AltSM/TjiEyiZL3ZI/AAAAAAAAEtc/Fv0Hsm_0jhw/s1600/PQAAAI32dbqLu8eLmImmS4un1HiTr1429VEDgyanXPwXulNV6Q_VlA6i_fVKBV4eXZPOIMaHiPOPnKU-vXFL_LDMmooAm1T1UM5nf7Pdxr-4Yk85T-sa2-QiHTXz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qjRw6AltSM/TjiEyiZL3ZI/AAAAAAAAEtc/Fv0Hsm_0jhw/s320/PQAAAI32dbqLu8eLmImmS4un1HiTr1429VEDgyanXPwXulNV6Q_VlA6i_fVKBV4eXZPOIMaHiPOPnKU-vXFL_LDMmooAm1T1UM5nf7Pdxr-4Yk85T-sa2-QiHTXz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deus fez a Poesia&lt;br /&gt;Como alegria vertente&lt;br /&gt;Em dia quentes, frios,&lt;br /&gt;Chuvosos, ensolarados,&lt;br /&gt;Tristes ou alegres,&lt;br /&gt;Ela nos acompanha como uma grande amiga&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre podemos contar a qualquer momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7110493119159750380?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7110493119159750380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/amiga-poesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7110493119159750380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7110493119159750380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/amiga-poesia.html' title='Amiga Poesia'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qjRw6AltSM/TjiEyiZL3ZI/AAAAAAAAEtc/Fv0Hsm_0jhw/s72-c/PQAAAI32dbqLu8eLmImmS4un1HiTr1429VEDgyanXPwXulNV6Q_VlA6i_fVKBV4eXZPOIMaHiPOPnKU-vXFL_LDMmooAm1T1UM5nf7Pdxr-4Yk85T-sa2-QiHTXz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-9061427682261435515</id><published>2011-08-01T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:33:42.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases Refeitas</title><content type='html'>Deus, o que escrevo a Ti &lt;br /&gt;são frases que vem de dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Já vindas de dentro de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;São frases em Ti feitas,&lt;br /&gt;Em mim escritas e refeitas&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Teu Espírito Santo em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-BVh3Nma3Y/TjdirU1FifI/AAAAAAAAEsc/odN5fv0RI-o/s320/PAAAAJe6aYFi9Vh4of2uR0I0Udd-0idK7Lk27KtsNrBPWHBUV4P6hBJAimrhjIE5YbN5BFUAm3AvItgX1PQbNjnr9oIAm1T1UOEiasouIZoo1R8g33KUtnXOYKY8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-7327800755854893902?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/7327800755854893902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-que-cumpre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7327800755854893902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/7327800755854893902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/08/deus-que-cumpre.html' title='Deus que Cumpre'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doTOmsmSaVA/Tjdi7Fm0vqI/AAAAAAAAEsk/bYKTIYkHyGQ/s72-c/PQAAAOrt2ONvMJ9E8vu66BBDGr6_ebdxBamR14hz_s7wWpPLjIRlmsvNok1X-k-IswJWkTKFQUqhIHKm4OS9E28HqSgAm1T1UKLCTT8gEU-m5nNJfMe7WKlQdLP8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1016627644652749239</id><published>2011-08-01T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:43:14.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer</title><content type='html'>Ouvir a Voz de Deus e igual o som do amanhecer,&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se com sol ou com chuva,&lt;br /&gt;O dia nascendo é lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em volta é Vida,&lt;br /&gt;E Vida em abundância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emvyPn8Eu2M/TjRokQbel7I/AAAAAAAAEr0/SgQpOFBZ5jc/s1600/8SOCAK7S9K8CASL5TIOCA62510GCA2FEGNZCA0E5S5BCAABSQGWCAOI2R5FCAUDSVC0CAQCGEEKCA7FE2JNCARKS76OCA98GG5LCAPFCKYXCAR2OY8WCAVI07VSCAU5A4OMCA8JQ261CAAQX1HYCABB8NQ3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" width="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emvyPn8Eu2M/TjRokQbel7I/AAAAAAAAEr0/SgQpOFBZ5jc/s320/8SOCAK7S9K8CASL5TIOCA62510GCA2FEGNZCA0E5S5BCAABSQGWCAOI2R5FCAUDSVC0CAQCGEEKCA7FE2JNCARKS76OCA98GG5LCAPFCKYXCAR2OY8WCAVI07VSCAU5A4OMCA8JQ261CAAQX1HYCABB8NQ3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sempre hei de cantar,&lt;br /&gt;Não deixarei de cantar por motivo algum,&lt;br /&gt;Canto em pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;Escrevendo,&lt;br /&gt;Até dançando ao vento eu canto,&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi desde cedo o valor de um canto,&lt;br /&gt;Espanta e seca o pranto,&lt;br /&gt;Rasga a cortina preta e põe o colorido manto,&lt;br /&gt;Gargalhadas juntam-se ao canto,&lt;br /&gt;Borboletas escrevem no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Margaridas põem-se a cantar,&lt;br /&gt;O por do sol fica até mais bonito,&lt;br /&gt;O rouxinol ensaia uns passos,&lt;br /&gt;A saudade declama suavemente&lt;br /&gt;E a vertente veia da poesia canta sem parar,&lt;br /&gt;Para Deus sempre hei de cantar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUdchPAArpU/TjRo4l_vU6I/AAAAAAAAEr8/EARrRO6KAKM/s1600/2wbyq2p.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" width="92" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUdchPAArpU/TjRo4l_vU6I/AAAAAAAAEr8/EARrRO6KAKM/s320/2wbyq2p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-915722914126786148?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/915722914126786148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/sempre-hei-de-cantar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/915722914126786148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/915722914126786148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/sempre-hei-de-cantar.html' title='Sempre hei de Cantar'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emvyPn8Eu2M/TjRokQbel7I/AAAAAAAAEr0/SgQpOFBZ5jc/s72-c/8SOCAK7S9K8CASL5TIOCA62510GCA2FEGNZCA0E5S5BCAABSQGWCAOI2R5FCAUDSVC0CAQCGEEKCA7FE2JNCARKS76OCA98GG5LCAPFCKYXCAR2OY8WCAVI07VSCAU5A4OMCA8JQ261CAAQX1HYCABB8NQ3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-5004495348825453731</id><published>2011-07-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:22:56.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Pkv4LoGu44/TjRnXXsIm5I/AAAAAAAAErc/453oVOaxS10/s1600/25WCAIXODHTCAHBGK59CACFYQAWCA3EOQM0CAVW0NYACAK65T5RCA2RLWQKCAS7VHF6CAWDQLVOCA2IMF7CCABER9XUCADUK8BECAL9USS9CAEJVCZ3CAQJXI62CAQGKF1FCAD7G9C5CAZ8UHKPCADAGI30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" width="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Pkv4LoGu44/TjRnXXsIm5I/AAAAAAAAErc/453oVOaxS10/s320/25WCAIXODHTCAHBGK59CACFYQAWCA3EOQM0CAVW0NYACAK65T5RCA2RLWQKCAS7VHF6CAWDQLVOCA2IMF7CCABER9XUCADUK8BECAL9USS9CAEJVCZ3CAQJXI62CAQGKF1FCAD7G9C5CAZ8UHKPCADAGI30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Busquei flores onde tantas outras foram pisoteadas,&lt;br /&gt;Achei algumas espantadas, com medo da própria sombra,&lt;br /&gt;Mas de beleza ímpar,&lt;br /&gt;De perfume inconfundível,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de tanto desencanto vivido trazia o segredo escondido&lt;br /&gt;Da beleza que Deus pusera dentro de si,&lt;br /&gt;E cada uma segue fazendo a diferença&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo quase perdido de tantos iguais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1-brmRn5Zc/TjRn_PUFY_I/AAAAAAAAErk/Htdkm4NnzWQ/s1600/2489205106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1-brmRn5Zc/TjRn_PUFY_I/AAAAAAAAErk/Htdkm4NnzWQ/s320/2489205106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-5004495348825453731?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/5004495348825453731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/diferenca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5004495348825453731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/5004495348825453731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/diferenca.html' title='Diferença'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Pkv4LoGu44/TjRnXXsIm5I/AAAAAAAAErc/453oVOaxS10/s72-c/25WCAIXODHTCAHBGK59CACFYQAWCA3EOQM0CAVW0NYACAK65T5RCA2RLWQKCAS7VHF6CAWDQLVOCA2IMF7CCABER9XUCADUK8BECAL9USS9CAEJVCZ3CAQJXI62CAQGKF1FCAD7G9C5CAZ8UHKPCADAGI30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1579189120482389284</id><published>2011-07-30T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:13:19.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palhaço</title><content type='html'>Achei graça no palhaço que ria de si,&lt;br /&gt;Ri no espelho, veio a lembrança dos tantos palhaços&lt;br /&gt;Que quase sem graça,&lt;br /&gt;Procura o riso que na platéia não encontra,&lt;br /&gt;A piada era sobre sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;Quem sem riso,&lt;br /&gt;Procura o dos outros para continuar vivendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni6dc1aPy3k/TjRlzd486vI/AAAAAAAAErU/1Aj9ME20L30/s1600/palhaco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" width="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni6dc1aPy3k/TjRlzd486vI/AAAAAAAAErU/1Aj9ME20L30/s320/palhaco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1579189120482389284?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1579189120482389284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/palhaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1579189120482389284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1579189120482389284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/palhaco.html' title='Palhaço'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni6dc1aPy3k/TjRlzd486vI/AAAAAAAAErU/1Aj9ME20L30/s72-c/palhaco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-290093925564966387</id><published>2011-07-30T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:11:57.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmos 30;5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRAMF8teoD4/TjRldR-I4KI/AAAAAAAAErM/-jM0wEY1wZA/s1600/11-pt-91077ab82a817d69cb92ea06a1f618a0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRAMF8teoD4/TjRldR-I4KI/AAAAAAAAErM/-jM0wEY1wZA/s320/11-pt-91077ab82a817d69cb92ea06a1f618a0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;" O choro pode durar uma noite,&lt;br /&gt;mas a alegria vem pela manhã."&lt;br /&gt;Salmos 30;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-290093925564966387?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/290093925564966387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/salms-305.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/290093925564966387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/290093925564966387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/salms-305.html' title='Salmos 30;5'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRAMF8teoD4/TjRldR-I4KI/AAAAAAAAErM/-jM0wEY1wZA/s72-c/11-pt-91077ab82a817d69cb92ea06a1f618a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010599214963158257.post-1491072705750220934</id><published>2011-07-29T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T14:59:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rei da Glória</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBLINPA9V4c/TjMs4mFqGTI/AAAAAAAAEq8/gjoXeFcpc_M/s1600/013.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" width="100" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBLINPA9V4c/TjMs4mFqGTI/AAAAAAAAEq8/gjoXeFcpc_M/s320/013.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quem É esse Rei da Glória, valoroso,&lt;br /&gt;E de tanto Poder?&lt;br /&gt;A porta que fecha ninguém abre,&lt;br /&gt;A que abre ninguém fecha,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém como Ele tem tanto Poder!&lt;br /&gt;Ele é o Rei da História, É o Rei da Glória,&lt;br /&gt;Rei que muda todo o poder.&lt;br /&gt;Ele entra tanto silenciosamente como um vulcão,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém livra do julgamento de Sua Mão,&lt;br /&gt;É Fiel, Justo e Poderoso,&lt;br /&gt;É o Rei da Glória, o Rei da História,&lt;br /&gt;Rei que salva todo cidadão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teônia Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gXGbY-LB-I/TjMsrxYMyEI/AAAAAAAAEq0/ZumOKmvDVSI/s1600/005.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" width="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gXGbY-LB-I/TjMsrxYMyEI/AAAAAAAAEq0/ZumOKmvDVSI/s320/005.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4010599214963158257-1491072705750220934?l=escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/feeds/1491072705750220934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/rei-da-gloria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1491072705750220934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4010599214963158257/posts/default/1491072705750220934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosmeusvindosdedeus.blogspot.com/2011/07/rei-da-gloria.html' title='Rei da Glória'/><author><name>Teonia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00239159888867700665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOlr4dz7xJo/TbWVde_JZvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/zvOMCehmngk/s220/34-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBLINPA9V4c/TjMs4mFqGTI/AAAAAAAAEq8/gjoXeFcpc_M/s72-c/013.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
