<?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-36850421</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:54:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a point of view</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-117620503542074378</id><published>2007-04-10T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T04:37:15.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Sem Deus a vida não tem propósitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sem propósitos a vida não tem significado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sem significado a vida não tem relevância ou esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A esperança é gerada quando se tem propósitos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-117620503542074378?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/117620503542074378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=117620503542074378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117620503542074378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117620503542074378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-117620484735303970</id><published>2007-04-10T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T04:34:07.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"O propósito sempre produz entusiasmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nada traz mais vigor que um propósito claro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No entanto, a paixão se esvai quando falta um propósito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Até mesmo levantar-se da cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;torna-se um fardo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;É normalmente o trabalho sem sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;e não o excesso de trabalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;que nos esgota, solapa nossas forças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;e rouba o nosso prazer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Rick Warren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-117620484735303970?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/117620484735303970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=117620484735303970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117620484735303970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117620484735303970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-propsito-sempre-produz-entusiasmo.html' title=''/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-117395242434777003</id><published>2007-03-15T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T03:57:33.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Aquilo em que te estás a tornar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;é mais importante do que o que estás a alcançar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SER ou TER...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(colocado numa balança qual terá + peso??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Á partida já sabemos a resposta correcta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;... mas no dia a dia vivemos de acordo com qual destes factores??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;O que determina o nosso estilo de vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Comentem... just your point of view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-117395242434777003?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/117395242434777003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=117395242434777003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117395242434777003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117395242434777003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-117284044336771407</id><published>2007-03-02T04:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:13:16.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...:::Amigo:::...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Tu meu melhor amigo és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;e jamais haverá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;alguém mais chegado a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;És mais que um irmão fiel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sei posso esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;desde o dia em que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tu me chamaste: &lt;strong&gt;AMIGO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;De mim sabe tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;o bom e o mau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;se estou de pé... ou se caí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vês meu princípio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;estás lá no fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fiel mesmo assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEMPRE ME CHAMAS AMIGO!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-117284044336771407?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/117284044336771407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=117284044336771407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117284044336771407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117284044336771407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2007/03/amigo.html' title='...:::Amigo:::...'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-117257349624424213</id><published>2007-02-27T02:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:02:24.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoções vs Convicção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xiiii.... há qt tempo eu não passava por aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;smp a correr... correr... ok... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fiz agr uma pausa (só falta o kit kat)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;desde há algum tempo para cá que certo tipo de pensamentos e reflexões não me largam a mente. de facto têm é ganho amadurecimento e estruturas mt fortes. daí, portanto, estar agr aqui a tentar expressá-los. talvez outros reflictam e essas reflexões os façam repensar antes de agir ou até mesmo de pensar...lol. confusos??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;optimo! era msm aí que eu queria chegar! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desde sempre as nossas acções são determinadas por emoções que sentimos, estados de espírito... tristeza, alegria, melancolia, ansiedade, ... afectando assim a forma como nos relaccionamos uns com os outros, pensamos uns dos outros e até de nós próprios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em algum momento da nossa vida todos somos confrontados com a verdade inabalável que resume toda a razão da nossa existência... Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ora, pensem o que pensarem... Ele existe (aliás é incrivel os esforço que a própria ciência faz para negar o óbvio e justificar a vida sem Ele).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este Deus, soberano sobre todo o Universo, criador de todas as coisas, com um amor megalómano e imutável por cada ser humano ... sim este Deus, o próprio, o único... deseja apenas uma coisa, tão simples... relaccionamento! Fantástico né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deseja apenas ouvir-nos e ser ouvido, receber de nós e partilhar connosco... ser AMIGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De facto esse foi o plano principal da criação do Homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Agora, nós habituamo-nos a relaccionarmo-nos com as pessoas de quem dependemos, ou seja de quem podemos receber alguma coisa. E mesmo que seja inconsciente da nossa parte, pensamos que se damos tanto em algum momento da história seremos dignos de pedir e de receber, de reclamar os nossos direitos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aliás penso que essa é a razão principal que leva o ser humano a aproximar-se de Deus, claro está que, como já disse, é uma aproximação que além de se basear sempre em suprir as suas necessidades, também depende do seu estado de espírito. Por isso, e porque depende da maneira de como nos sentimos e do que precisamos... uns dias estamos com um nível de relaccionamento altíssimo e noutros estamos completamente indiferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Resumindo somos muito infantis no que toca ao nosso relaccionamento com Deus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;só queremos quando Ele dá e quando Ele nos pede??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;só O buscamos quando "tivemos um dia bom!" ou "um dia péssimo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;só elogiamos, mimamos e amamos quando Ele já satisfez todos os nossos caprichos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;quando Ele pede algo novo, algo que não entendemos, algo que poderá ter um preço sacrificial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;então voltamos à "birra" de fingir que não O ouvimos e começamos a seguir nosso próprio caminho... um caminho diferente do que Ele já tinha preparado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mais tarde, apercebemo-nos que deixámos de ouvi-lO... pq??? porque Ele desistiu?? não! porque decidimos ficar longe..................................................................................................... até quando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-117257349624424213?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/117257349624424213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=117257349624424213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117257349624424213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/117257349624424213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2007/02/emoes-vs-convico.html' title='Emoções vs Convicção'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-116268773021554680</id><published>2006-11-04T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:11:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another kind of normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Every time you forget that character is one of God’s purposes for your life, you will become frustrated by your circumstances.” — Rick Warren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere along the line, we got the idea that we deserve to have a relatively easy life. We have a very false sense of what should be the norm. If someone asks you how things are going and you answer: “Fine,” that is thought of as normal – the way it should be. If there is anything wrong, and you answer that question with a qualifier (“Fine, but …”), then it is assumed that your life is not normal. If something is wrong, then your life is for some reason not what it is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;In actuality, the real thing wrong is this kind of thinking. Until we change our thinking in this regard, life will always be frustrating. We will be preoccupied with trying to fix everything instead of learning life’s lessons. We will always be expecting things to get better around the next bend in the road when “better” isn’t anywhere on the map. Until we learn this, we will just wrestle with life instead of working with it – taking what God sends as our course description, and readying ourselves for each new lesson. Difficulty, surprise, hardship, and trials of every kind are the norm for the follower of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul puts it this way: “We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed and broken. We are perplexed, but we don’t give up and quit. We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going.” (2 Corinthians 4:8-9 NLT) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that’s normal. If you want to grow as a Christian, expect this kind of treatment. And the reason for this is two-fold. First, life by nature is difficult and hardship produces character in us as we meet life’s challenges with the Holy Spirit; and second, when we go through ordinary hardship and difficulty the reality of the presence of God in our lives can be more easily seen, because the hope and confidence of Christ in our lives is in direct contrast to our situation, making God easier to spot. Or as Paul goes on to say: “Our lives are at constant risk for Jesus’ sake, which makes Jesus’ life all the more evident in us.” (2 Corinthians 4:11 MSG)&lt;br /&gt;If normal for you means everything is fine and dandy, then brace yourself, because it’s definitely going to get worse. Count on it. God loves you too much to allow you to get away with anything less. And if life is difficult for you right now, rejoice in your opportunity to grow. We need to all start expecting another kind of normal."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by John Fischer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm just like that... another kind of normal person. And You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-116268773021554680?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/116268773021554680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=116268773021554680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116268773021554680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116268773021554680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-kind-of-normal.html' title='Another kind of normal'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-116251556243672422</id><published>2006-11-02T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:08:05.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...realmente pessoas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...Há pessoas que querem ser bonitas para chamar atenção, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;outras desejam a inteligência para serem admiradas... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas existem algumas que procuram cultivar a alma e os sentimentos; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;essas alcançam o carinho de todos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque além de belas e inteligentes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tornam-se realmente pessoas..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-116251556243672422?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/116251556243672422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=116251556243672422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116251556243672422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116251556243672422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2006/11/realmente-pessoas.html' title='...realmente pessoas...'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-116232802782504205</id><published>2006-10-31T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:03:43.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendendo a ser Agradecida!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/496/4127/1600/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/496/4127/320/pb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há algum tempo que tenho pensado nisto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aliás, algumas pessoas têm-me ensinado grandes lições de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem disse que não aprendemos com as crianças?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aprendemos, e da forma + simples, + natural mas tb mais marcante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Passamos a vida a lamentarmos pelo emprego, pela família, pelos amigos, por aqueles que não são amigos apenas precisam da nossa paciência e que paciência... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas enfim... não nos cansamos de refilar, de nos indignar, de julgar o certo, o errado, o justo o injusto... e pensamos sempre que como nós + ninguém vive, nem sofre... nem calcula o que é... chegamos mesmo a sentir pena de nós próprios... fechamo-nos no nosso mundinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Até que num dia vulgar... como tantos outros, conhecemos alguém especial muito especial... alguém anónimo... mas com 1a caracteristica... 1 grande Sorriso =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alguém que se apenas estivermos atentos às suas palavras parece bem mais velho, cada palavra que diz vem com a convicção de ter sido vivida... profundamente vivida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alguém que sendo ainda bem jovem... sabe que o sentido da sua vida está no Seu criador... e está em viver para os outros... alguém que sonha com o provavelmente nunca poderá viver... mas que não é por isso que desiste... luta p'la sua vida com garra... e sempre com o tal sorriso =) Os seus 9 anos não interessam... o tempo que lhe resta também não parece interessar porque não é isso que a faz baixar os braços e deixar de lutar... alguém assim vale a pena conhecer e aprender como é viver Agradecida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agradeço ao meu Criador porque tudo o que tenho, tudo o que sou, e o que ainda virei a ter e ser vem da Sua mão, no tempo d'Ele... apenas peço 1a coisa que a minha vida faça sentido na vida de outros... e mesmo vivendo dificuldades... &lt;strong&gt;APRENDER A SER AGRADECIDA EM TODO O TEMPO!&lt;/strong&gt; Ah e claro sempre Sorrindo =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-116232802782504205?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/116232802782504205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=116232802782504205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116232802782504205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116232802782504205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2006/10/aprendendo-ser-agradecida.html' title='Aprendendo a ser Agradecida!!!'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-116225618275727198</id><published>2006-10-30T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:06:05.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step by Step with YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Porque se olhar para trás TU tás sempre lá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pq não consigo imaginar minha vida sem TI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Porque sem Ti nada faria sentido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nem o ontem, nem o hoje e mto menos o amanhã &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque tás sempre perto, mesmo quando não vejo nem sinto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque não desistes de mim... mesmo quando eu já o fiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque em Ti encontro a tal paz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;alegria e força que mtos buscam e nem todos encontram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque só TU me fazes ver e crer no que as circunstâncias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;teimam em esconder e afastar de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque escolheste criar-me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amar-me mesmo assim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tal como sou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque "esse teu amor teimoso nunca me abandonou" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque caminhar contigo e conhecer-Te é cada vez mais uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;prioridade e fundamental no meu viver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque colocas pessoas lindas no meu caminho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;que me ensinam a olhar para TI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;para mim e para os outros da maneira que Tu queres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque me fazes renunciar à minha própria vontade, mesmo quando dói , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;com AMOR e com 1 sorriso no rosto pois sei que faz parte do melhor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;perfeito e agradável propósito que tens para mim! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque sei que o melhor ainda está para vir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque não é o nosso passado que dita o nosso futuro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Porque o que TU és para mim não depende do que eu sou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nunca mudas, nunca falhas, nunca desistes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mas permaneces fiel à TUA palavra até ao fim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por tudo isto e tantas + coisas tão profundas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;algumas pequenas, outras mto grandes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OBRIGADA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;É bom saber que em cada passo TU estás lá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;trazendo a direcção certa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a força e sabedoria necessárias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;para contigo viver mais 1 desafio... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Estás bem perto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBRIGADA PAI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36850421-116225618275727198?l=stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/feeds/116225618275727198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36850421&amp;postID=116225618275727198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116225618275727198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36850421/posts/default/116225618275727198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepbystepwithim.blogspot.com/2006/10/step-by-step-with-you.html' title='Step by Step with YOU'/><author><name>c@r!..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07066080122744147402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://pics-47.hi5.com/userpics/747/228/228676747.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36850421.post-116223595964711703</id><published>2006-10-30T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:07:13.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a point of view...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/496/4127/1600/IMGP1659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/496/4127/320/IMGP1659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pois bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just a point a view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;É exactamente isso que quero deixar aqui neste blog... apenas 1a forma de ver, de sentir, de observar... o mundo, o meu mundo... ideias, ideais, conceitos, preconceitos, valores, convicções, opiniões, sentimentos, sonhos... enfim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quem quiser sinta-se livre para comentar ... ... just (your) point of view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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