<?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-1417410245184426945</id><updated>2011-11-10T10:34:53.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminho de Luz</title><subtitle type='html'>Procura a Luz que há em ti e encontrar-te-ás...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-1612071863222633027</id><published>2011-08-07T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:08:15.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACORDAR III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h25I_soluH0/Tj64ShbiPzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PRh-4JV8Jb0/s1600/Digitalizar0006%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638146411865456434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h25I_soluH0/Tj64ShbiPzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PRh-4JV8Jb0/s400/Digitalizar0006%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-1612071863222633027?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1612071863222633027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=1612071863222633027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1612071863222633027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1612071863222633027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2011/08/acordar-iii.html' title='ACORDAR III'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h25I_soluH0/Tj64ShbiPzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PRh-4JV8Jb0/s72-c/Digitalizar0006%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-3094112492909263379</id><published>2011-03-28T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:19:18.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXxw_zseWkE/TZCkAUQ1o7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/PmYKTOGwN_k/s1600/solidao%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589147462913074098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXxw_zseWkE/TZCkAUQ1o7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/PmYKTOGwN_k/s320/solidao%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os budistas dizem com razão que a ilusão é fonte de sofrimento. Mas afinal como podemos enganar o coração? Como obrigá-lo a não sentir? A ser de betão? de Ferro?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passamos tempo a semear, a proteger uma flor, a acarinhá-la, mas temos de a deixar colorir a vida dos outros! O egoísmo é atroz, agonizador, perturbador, tira o sabor à vida. Por vezes preferia não ter um coração humano ou não sentir assim... muitos anos depois estou outra vez de luto. Pensava que desta vez não choraria mas enganei-me, a tristeza e a falta de carinho são fortes demais. Se bem que pode haver solidão opcional, imposta pela cultura, pela sociedade e pela família, a pior solidão é a afectiva. Sentes-te triste, sentes-te só... com aquela dor no peito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eu anjo triste voltarás a ter luz!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu pássaro ferido voltarás a voar... &lt;/strong&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/1417410245184426945-3094112492909263379?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3094112492909263379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=3094112492909263379' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3094112492909263379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3094112492909263379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2011/03/solidao.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXxw_zseWkE/TZCkAUQ1o7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/PmYKTOGwN_k/s72-c/solidao%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-5762484752128545469</id><published>2010-08-07T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T03:56:13.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Amei-te, amo-te e amar-te-ei" (música divinal do Cabrel com coros celestiais. Uau!!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh meu amor nu sobre os rochas,&lt;br /&gt;O vento em teus cabelos soltos,&lt;br /&gt;Como a primavera no meu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Um diamante caido do cofre. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só a luz poderá&lt;br /&gt;revelar nossos segredos profundos,&lt;br /&gt;os meus dedos entrelaçados aos teus.&lt;br /&gt;Faças o que fizeres, o amor está em tudo o que olhas,&lt;br /&gt;nos mais pequenos cantos do espaço,&lt;br /&gt;nos recantos dos sonhos que te esperam;&lt;br /&gt;O amor, como se chovesse,&lt;br /&gt;Nu sobre os rochedos do mar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu pensa que te conhece,&lt;br /&gt;É tão bonito isso é verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Ele que nunca se aproxima,&lt;br /&gt;já vi isso nas tuas redes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo lamenta tantas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;tantas coisas que prometemos, &lt;br /&gt;Uma para a qual eu fui feito:&lt;br /&gt;Je t'aimais, je t'aime et je t'aimerai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voaremos sobre o mesmo cais,&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos nos mesmos reflexos,&lt;br /&gt;Para esta vida e a de depois,&lt;br /&gt;tu serás o meu único projeto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu porei os teus retratos&lt;br /&gt;nos muros de todos os palácios,&lt;br /&gt;Em todas as muros que encontrar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e por baixo escreverei&lt;br /&gt;que só a luz poderá...&lt;br /&gt;entrelaçar nossos dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Je t'aimais, je t'aime et je t'aimerai....&lt;br /&gt;Amei-te, amo-te e Amar-te-ei....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-5762484752128545469?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5762484752128545469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=5762484752128545469' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5762484752128545469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5762484752128545469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2010/08/amei-te-amo-te-e-amar-te-ei-musica.html' title='&quot;Amei-te, amo-te e amar-te-ei&quot; (música divinal do Cabrel com coros celestiais. Uau!!!)'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-1828386499024479099</id><published>2010-03-24T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:00:18.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Era uma vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S6qm43TP0SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MV9E4tZlGRE/s1600/2008070810194210%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452353794732970274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S6qm43TP0SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MV9E4tZlGRE/s320/2008070810194210%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Era uma vez uma menina que vivia sozinha com os pais numa quinta. A sua brincadeira preferida? Ver o nascer do sol. As pessoas das quintas vizinhas chamavam-na pequenina, e ela subia a um barroco e fazia uma sombra enorme e dizia: VEDES, EU TAMBÉM SOU GRANDE..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-1828386499024479099?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1828386499024479099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=1828386499024479099' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1828386499024479099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1828386499024479099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2010/03/era-uma-vez.html' title='Era uma vez...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S6qm43TP0SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MV9E4tZlGRE/s72-c/2008070810194210%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-26605736041613980</id><published>2010-03-14T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:34:22.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S51VRxyUaQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZE5f84C29LY/s1600-h/Digitalizar0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448604888098695426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S51VRxyUaQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZE5f84C29LY/s320/Digitalizar0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele há coisas.... bem já um cachorro adormeceu no meu peito. Até ressonava!!!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-26605736041613980?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/26605736041613980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=26605736041613980' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/26605736041613980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/26605736041613980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2010/03/foto-do-dia.html' title='Foto do dia'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S51VRxyUaQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZE5f84C29LY/s72-c/Digitalizar0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-3917028998982245209</id><published>2010-02-27T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T03:06:04.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O MEU ACORDAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S4lwizgADfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6crUL6OYfv4/s1600-h/capa.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443005367896247794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S4lwizgADfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6crUL6OYfv4/s320/capa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Todos temos de acordar, é vontade da vida, é um processo de caminhar. Custa olhar para as pessoas e vê-las tão tristes, magoadas, em luto, na dor. Há muita gente "anestesiada", em "coma", que deixa que o sofrimento a mate. Estão paradas, a olhar para trás, deixaram de viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para acordarmos é preciso Luz e cada um a descobrirá de forma diferente. Pode ser por uma conversa, um livro, texto, um filme, uma m~usica ou até publicidade, algo simples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Depois de acordarmos acontecem coisas lindíssimas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- a alma eleva-se, parece que quer sair do corpo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- reaprendemos a gostar da vida. Amamos a natureza e as pessoas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- passamos a sentir-nos parte de tudo. Tudo é comunhão, tudo é Tudo, tudo é UM. Respiramos com a natureza;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- apesar de passarmos como "invisíveis", as crianças dão conta de nós e sorriem-nos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- relativizamos banalidades e entregamo-nos ao essencial - a dedicação e amor aos outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- temos um novo brilho nos olhos e a pele fica mais clara, mais reluzente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- apetece estar sempre a abraçar as pessoas, a dar-lhe carinho a entregarmo-nos a elas com a alma e o coração, de braços sempre abertos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- ganhamos novo humor, estamos sempre a rir e a brincar, ou sorrindo em silêncio com autenticidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- voltamos a sentir-nos inocentes, como crianças. Uma inocência que não é ausência de sabedoria e compreensão, mas uma inocência pura e especial, que por saber mantém o silêncio. Uma inocência que sorri porque sabe e porque conhece o mal rejeita-o e deleita-se com o bem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- sentimo-nos cheios, preenchidos, habitados de Luz que nos fez sentir com PARTE DE DEUS e não ÀPARTE de Deus. Essa Luz é uma estrela divina;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- estamos vigilantes, sentimo-nos "acordados"; temos a sensação que vai acontecer algo ou algo está a chegar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- a vida, as pessoas, a natureza parece que conspiram a nosso favor; muita gente nos procura, a natureza "fala" connosco, a vida fala-nos por pequenas coisas que têm a haver connosco ou com o que estamos a viver;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- apetece-nos amar toda a gente e o abraço é manifestação e prolongamento do coração; o abraço é expressão asal que voa para aconchegar e proteger o outro como se ele fosse bebé; nestas asas ele sente-se seguro e quente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- parece que já nem somos humanos, sentimo-nos anjos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- sentimos saudades do céu;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- é uma experiência de céu;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- é Deus a dar-nos mais uma oportunidade de seguirmos um novo caminho, uma nova direcção; dá-nos coragem para agir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- para o amor estar completo, só falta unir amor humano e divino;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- aparece-te então uma nova criatura, humana e divina, que fundida é um "berean", um "bluan" - isto só o digo em segredo e ao ouvido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-3917028998982245209?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3917028998982245209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=3917028998982245209' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3917028998982245209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3917028998982245209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-meu-acordar-todos-temos-de-acordar-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/S4lwizgADfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6crUL6OYfv4/s72-c/capa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-2259239488102474954</id><published>2010-01-21T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:03:30.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>À noite tudo pára</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;       É  noite, não consigo dormir apesar de ouvir uma música de embalar. É um bom momento para "parar". Estou a pensar no que faço, digo, projecto. É giro o que faço. É como se fosse um voluntariado constante: pegar ao colo com o coração, mimar uma mão e uma face com toda a ternura que tenho, sorrir pondo a alma ao relento. Isto faz-me pensar em mim, e na humanidade... aí fora... em vós , especialmente os amigos e o quanto vos amo e não digo, o quanto vos recordo e não sei como... continuar. Encheste-me de amor e alegria e agora levo-as a pessoas tristes e sós. Tem sentido não tem? Nem que para isso tenha de me esquecer de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;          Eu sou parte das pessoas que conheci e me quiseram bem, tenho saudades dos abraços intensos, da ansiosa espera semanal, daqueles que me ajudaram a lutar quando queria desistir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;         Uma homenagem ao Grupo de jovens "Arco-Iris" e "Os Apóstolos", dois dos meus bebés que já cresceram. Estou agora a tomar conta de outros bebés: os doentes. Estou sempre à vossa espera no meu coração. Boa noite com uma lágrima... invisível...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Carpe diem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-2259239488102474954?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2259239488102474954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=2259239488102474954' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/2259239488102474954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/2259239488102474954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2010/01/noite-tudo-para.html' title='À noite tudo pára'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-4306976701184642079</id><published>2009-10-15T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:13:26.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TENHO SAUDADES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-4306976701184642079?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4306976701184642079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=4306976701184642079' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4306976701184642079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4306976701184642079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/10/tenho-saudades.html' title='TENHO SAUDADES...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-7489551279973321401</id><published>2009-09-26T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:47:59.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUICÍDIO???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era uma vez um menino muito bonito, de olhos verdes, cabelos castanhos, sorriso encantador, todo ele irradiava luz e Paz. Mas, como todos os meninos tinha os seus medos. Junto de sua casa havia um poço, já seco e o seu pai ameaçava-o que se ele se porta-se mal ou não fizesse o que ele pedia metia-o no escuro pavoroso do poço.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia o menino, morto por dentro de ameaças e afogado em desespero, fugiu no seu cavalo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas o pai, qual monstro, encontrou-o e fê-lo regressar a casa. Junto ao poço ameaçou-o, disse que iria tirar-lhe o seu cavalo de estimação e mal-tratar a sua princesa. O pai, qual monstro altivo, a salivar de raiva, aproximou-se do menino chantangeando-o dizendo que lhe tirava tudo... o menino retrocedendo para trás... caiu no poço... e morreu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como era muito conhecido na aldeia, as pessoas sabiam que lá em casa o pai lhe berrava muito e tratava mal; quiseram investigar e acusaram o pai ao Ministério Público como causador da morte do menino: veredicto do tribunal: SUICÍDIO... É DE RIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Ao Zé, mon petit-prince&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-7489551279973321401?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7489551279973321401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=7489551279973321401' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7489551279973321401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7489551279973321401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/09/suicidio.html' title='SUICÍDIO???'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-468471694334400529</id><published>2009-09-19T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:50:28.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Construir uma casa - to build a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Há uma casa construída nas pedras&lt;br /&gt;Com chão de madeira, paredes e janelas&lt;br /&gt;Mesas e cadeiras vestidas todas de poeira&lt;br /&gt;Esse é um lugar em que eu não me sinto só&lt;br /&gt;Esse é um lugar onde eu me sinto em casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu construí uma casa&lt;br /&gt;P’ra ti&lt;br /&gt;P’ra mim&lt;br /&gt;Até ela desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;De mim&lt;br /&gt;De ti&lt;br /&gt;E agora, é hora de ir e deixar ao pó...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora nos jardins onde plantámos as sementes&lt;br /&gt;Há uma árvore tão velha quanto eu&lt;br /&gt;Galhos foram invadidos pelo do verde&lt;br /&gt;A erva cresceu e já passou dos joelhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelas rachaduras do tronco, eu subi ao topo&lt;br /&gt;Escalei a árvore para ver o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Quando os ventos vieram e me derrubaram&lt;br /&gt;Eu segurei-me tão firme como quando tu te seguraste a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu construí uma casa&lt;br /&gt;P’ra ti&lt;br /&gt;P’ra mim&lt;br /&gt;Até ela desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;De mim&lt;br /&gt;De ti&lt;br /&gt;E agora, é hora de ir e deixar ao pó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-468471694334400529?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/468471694334400529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=468471694334400529' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/468471694334400529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/468471694334400529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/09/construir-uma-casa-to-build-home.html' title='Construir uma casa - to build a home'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-4833988961348157269</id><published>2009-09-05T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:19:47.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DIVORCIADOS..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SqLhXUbJ6pI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KjTiJEcB1nM/s1600-h/320419%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378108695769639570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SqLhXUbJ6pI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KjTiJEcB1nM/s320/320419%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ontem à noite convivi com colegas para festejarmos a despedida de divorciada de uma amiga. Após o jantar fomos a uma esplanada onde eu conhecia várias pessoas, e uma delas disse: &lt;em&gt;"Ó senhor padre, agora em vez de os ajudar a casar, ajuda-os a divorciar?!&lt;/em&gt;" Pensei em responder mas não o fiz. Hoje voltei a pensar nisso e realmente há sempre pessoas "mal" vistas pelos outros. A Igreja é a primeira a acusar e excomungar: os divorciados não podem comungar, não podem casar religiosamente outra vez, não podem ser padrinhos, não é aconselhável fazerem parte de serviços da Igreja, muito menos de ministérios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OS DIVORCIADOS TAMBÉM SÃO FILHOS DE DEUS, NÃO SÃO "FILHOS DA ****". - (ERA ISTO QUE EU QUERERIA TER RESPONDIDO).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SERÁ QUE NÃO PODEM TER OUTRA(S) OPORTUNIDADE(S) DE SER(EM) FELIZES??? OU SOMOS INVEJOSOS POR NÃO NOS DARMOS A OPORTUNIDADE DE AS TER???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;E ASSIM VÃO AS PESSOAS E AS LEIS DA IGREJA EXCLUINDO DIVORCIADOS, PROSTITUTAS, HOMOSSEXUAIS, SIDOSOS, MAL-CHEIROSOS, CHATOS E TANTOS OUTROS QUE JESUS PREFERE E ESCOLHE PRIMEIRO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;POR ISSO PREFIRO CADA VEZ MAIS O JESUS DO EVANGELHO QUE O DEUS ACUSADOR E JURIDICO PROPOSTO TANTAS VEZES PELA IGREJA. ESCOLHI O QUE ESCOLHI POR JESUS. VIVAM OS EXCLUIDOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-4833988961348157269?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4833988961348157269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=4833988961348157269' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4833988961348157269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4833988961348157269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/09/divorciados.html' title='&quot;DIVORCIADOS...&quot;'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SqLhXUbJ6pI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KjTiJEcB1nM/s72-c/320419%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-6125911739794552459</id><published>2009-06-16T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:01:53.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 de Junho - CORPO E SANGUE DE JESUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SjgHRYM872I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqDQXzyCnDs/s1600-h/abracoJesus%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348032552638410594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SjgHRYM872I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqDQXzyCnDs/s400/abracoJesus%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Tomai todos&lt;/strong&gt;”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; os que me seguem, os que amam, mas também os que me negam, blasfemam, odeiam, perseguem: assassinos, injustos, hipócritas, malfeitores, oportunistas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;e comei&lt;/strong&gt;”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; não tenho melhor maneira de me oferecer, de fazer parte de vós, de sermos um. Eu entrego-me na mesa, no altar, nas tuas mãos, na tua boca para ser fortaleza do teu espírito e luz da tua alma. “Come-me” para te conduzir ao meu Reino Celeste. Quero curar as tuas feridas, as tuas mágoas, misérias, lágrimas e transformá-las em amor para juntos sermos uma oferta agradável ao Pai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“isto é o meu corpo”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e nele entrego-vos tudo o que Eu sou. E porque quero unir-me a vós, nele encontrareis também o meu Espírito para sermos Tudo em todos. Quero que sejais o meu redil, os meus protegidos, eu conduzo-vos pela mão, encontro-vos com o olhar e quero que a vossa casa seja o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“que será entregue por vós…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; porque tendes fome, estais famintos de esperança, de sentido de vida. Na vossa agonia e miséria, eu Entrego-me, para descarregardes os vossos ódios e iras e encontrardes a minha Paz. Eu não me importo de ser consumido para que vós vivais, para serdes fortes, alimentados na esperança do amor e na fortaleza da comunhão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“Tomai todos e bebei…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; porque a vossa alma é um deserto e eu quero fazer dela o meu jardim. Eu vos dou a beber tudo o que Sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“este é o cálice do meu sangue”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cálice que não é só para reis e sábios, mas para pequenos, humildes, pois o meu Sangue Real vos quer justificar, invadir para acolher e amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“o sangue da Nova e eterna aliança”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pois é com este Sangue, o Meu Sangue que me uno eternamente a vós. O Meu Sangue será teu, será o nosso Sangue, seremos Um com o Pai pelo Espírito. Nada nos separará pois o meu Poder de Amor tudo sustenta e ampara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“que será derramado por vós e por todos”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Vós próprios ireis derramar o meu sangue atraiçoando-me, negando-me, ferindo-me com a lança, mas este sangue está destinado para vós. Derramado por vós é para todos. A todos entrego este poço de Amor para vos lavardes e resplandecerdes como luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“para remissão dos pecados”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eu vim para os pecadores, os que se perderam, os que já não vivem, os desprezados e não amados, por eles quero dar a Vida para aprenderem a Viver, amados pelo Meu Amor e a Minha Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“Fazei isto em memória de Mim”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Por favor, como eu fiz não esqueçais jamais, fazei com Eu: amai, entregai-vos, dai a vida, e encontrareis a felicidade plena que transborda e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eu estarei convosco até ao fim dos tempos…”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-6125911739794552459?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6125911739794552459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=6125911739794552459' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6125911739794552459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6125911739794552459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-de-junho-corpo-e-sangue-de-jesus.html' title='11 de Junho - CORPO E SANGUE DE JESUS'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SjgHRYM872I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqDQXzyCnDs/s72-c/abracoJesus%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-1511813550110192156</id><published>2009-04-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:56:10.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NÃO DESISTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não desistas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;É simplesmente o peso do mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quando o teu coração pesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu vou "segurá-lo" por ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não desistas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porque tu necessitas ser escutado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Se o silêncio te "amarra"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu vou quebrá-lo para ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Toda a gente quer ser entendida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E eu posso ouvir-te!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Toda agente quer ser amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não desistas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porque tu és amado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não desistas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Isso é a dor que escondes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quando estás perdido dentro de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu estarei lá para te encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não desistas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porque tu queres brilhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Se a escuridão te cega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu vou brilhar para te guiar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Toda a gente quer ser entendida;&lt;br /&gt;E eu posso ouvir-te.&lt;br /&gt;Toda agente quer ser amada;&lt;br /&gt;Não desistas&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu és amado....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;És amado... não desistas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Joshua Groban, Don't Give up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-1511813550110192156?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1511813550110192156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=1511813550110192156' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1511813550110192156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1511813550110192156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-desistas.html' title='NÃO DESISTAS'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-7726075979659669746</id><published>2009-03-16T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:35:16.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/Sb7FpcSwIvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8f10kvrMTtw/s1600-h/abraco+CRIAN%C3%87AS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313901926103917298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/Sb7FpcSwIvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8f10kvrMTtw/s320/abraco+CRIAN%C3%87AS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;É necessário darmos abraços de paz para que esta persista e esteja presente nas nossas vidas, como um gesto comprometedor da continuidade da Paz. Um abraço, um gesto, uma atitude, uma palavra pacífica, mudam o estado de uma relação quer interpessoal, quer intercultural, quer internacional. E porque é preciso mantermos a paz, abracemo-nos, amemo-nos (sobretudo), pois o Amor é a base de tudo o que é bom no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;     Eu amo-te! E tu, amas-me?&lt;br /&gt;     Vou ficar pacientemente à espera da tua resposta, e esse será também um sinal da minha paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(jota esse, Peacemaker)&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/1417410245184426945-7726075979659669746?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7726075979659669746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=7726075979659669746' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7726075979659669746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7726075979659669746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/03/abraco.html' title='Abraço'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/Sb7FpcSwIvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8f10kvrMTtw/s72-c/abraco+CRIAN%C3%87AS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-6449521285762882666</id><published>2009-03-07T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:13:24.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SbK47E4ql0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/pSTFkT2eYa4/s1600-h/HPIM6358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310510235686442818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SbK47E4ql0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/pSTFkT2eYa4/s400/HPIM6358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Depois de tanta paz e aceitação, sinto-me triste, parece que me arrancaram a alma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-6449521285762882666?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6449521285762882666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=6449521285762882666' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6449521285762882666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6449521285762882666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/03/mano.html' title='Mano...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SbK47E4ql0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/pSTFkT2eYa4/s72-c/HPIM6358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-6487512833340127267</id><published>2009-02-20T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:04:40.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAZ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZ5_6ARr-lI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3S9r_5LBe5M/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818045572348498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZ5_6ARr-lI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3S9r_5LBe5M/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"COMO É LINDO VER DESCER PELA MONTANHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OS PÉS DO MENSAGEIRO DA PAZ... "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-6487512833340127267?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6487512833340127267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=6487512833340127267' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6487512833340127267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6487512833340127267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/paz.html' title='PAZ...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZ5_6ARr-lI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3S9r_5LBe5M/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-5016777732822723986</id><published>2009-02-17T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:26:26.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRECE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZrIggfExTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/alxqRwl1T1k/s1600-h/PIC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303771971983820082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZrIggfExTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/alxqRwl1T1k/s400/PIC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos momentos atribulados, dá-me Senhor a Tua Paz.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de escuridão, dá-me Senhor a Tua Luz.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de incógnita, dá-me Senhor o Teu Discernimento.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de decisão, dá-me Senhor a Tua clarividência.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de dificuldade, dá-me Senhor as Tuas faculdades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço-Te Senhor que estejas&lt;br /&gt;Sempre comigo em todos os momentos,&lt;br /&gt;E ficar-Te-ei eternamente grato.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(Zé Manel, 6 de Fevereiro de 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-5016777732822723986?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5016777732822723986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=5016777732822723986' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5016777732822723986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5016777732822723986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/prece.html' title='PRECE'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZrIggfExTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/alxqRwl1T1k/s72-c/PIC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-8032470804653145744</id><published>2009-02-13T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:39:42.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UM GRITO DE VIDA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZUtT0Uq7zI/AAAAAAAAAE4/91-_zTPRhsk/s1600-h/HPIM4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302193954784735026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZUtT0Uq7zI/AAAAAAAAAE4/91-_zTPRhsk/s400/HPIM4471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Apesar do falecimento do meu irmão e filho, pois ele dizia-me que eu é que era pai dele, fica uma serenidade cheia do seu sorriso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aprendi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aprendi que valeu a pena e vale a pena:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;- sentar para escutar, olhar nos olhos, dizer amigo, dizer irmão, gosto de ti, estou contigo, que não perdemos tempo por ouvir alguém para ajudar a viver e mais viver, encontrar Luz no meio de tanta escuridão ou mesmo dizer não consigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Este acontecimento é absuro. A morte não tem sentido. MAS TEM SENTIDO A VIDA, e aí é que percebemos o sentido das coisas; e o SENTIDO ESTÁ NO QUE VALEU A PENA! Pequenos choros, grandes risos, ou mesmo desentendimentos que levam a uma melhor relação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A dor sara? Não, pois agora vemos mais o sucedido e a falta da presença física, mas será saudade e quando o for e vermos nela o amor de uma outra forma perceberemos melhor que a relação de amor não acabará nunca... NUNCA! O Amor vence a morte, obrigado Jesus, obrigado pessoas que nos amam e que nós amamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;VALEU A PENA VIVER COM O ZÉ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOI UM PREVILÉGIO! PORQUE CADA VEZ QUE PENSO NELE, &lt;strong&gt;ELE FAZ-ME SORRIR...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Quebraram-me uma asa, mas ela vai regenerar... sou pássaro ferido, mas com luz no olhar...)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302273540996440130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 12px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZV1sWELoEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uLxz8eSBPGI/s320/HPIM4477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302275423748795426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZV3Z73UrCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tre5UQ7ghmc/s400/HPIM4477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-8032470804653145744?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/8032470804653145744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=8032470804653145744' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/8032470804653145744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/8032470804653145744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-grito-de-vida.html' title='UM GRITO DE VIDA!!!'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SZUtT0Uq7zI/AAAAAAAAAE4/91-_zTPRhsk/s72-c/HPIM4471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-2268995963810981438</id><published>2008-12-22T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:08:45.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-38a1c3c4d0915d1f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D38a1c3c4d0915d1f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492386%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E9D45493E869E3ED38055F49116EDBBEC804157.2F98F9602F3984CDA0F8675197DDBDB970340567%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D38a1c3c4d0915d1f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4d28ZrTl2mriZ0LI2bKIUjR5qGU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D38a1c3c4d0915d1f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492386%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E9D45493E869E3ED38055F49116EDBBEC804157.2F98F9602F3984CDA0F8675197DDBDB970340567%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D38a1c3c4d0915d1f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4d28ZrTl2mriZ0LI2bKIUjR5qGU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;DIAS CHEIOS DE LUZ E CALOR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;CHI-CORAÇÃO MIGO(A)S,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;AMO-VOS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-2268995963810981438?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=38a1c3c4d0915d1f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/2268995963810981438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=2268995963810981438' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/2268995963810981438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/2268995963810981438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/12/natal.html' title='NATAL'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-5840280686188321290</id><published>2008-12-10T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:22:31.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O CALOR DO CORPO É ENERGIA SOLAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/ST-kVH5xRUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0pdRaLWW-AI/s1600-h/sol+arv%C3%B3rico.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278117971107071298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/ST-kVH5xRUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0pdRaLWW-AI/s200/sol+arv%C3%B3rico.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sempre gostei muito do sol e da sua luz e quando li isto achei fantático. É uma partilha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"A fotossíntese ocorre quando as plantas transformam o ar, a luz do Sol e a água em açucar. A energia solar ao incidir sobre as folhas provoca a cisão das moléculas de água. O oxigénio e o hidrogénio, que estão unidos na água, separam-se. Como o átomo do hidrogénio é muito estável vai logo à procura de um novo companheiro, e na planta vai encontrar o carbono e aparece assim o carbo-hidrato (açucar). O acúcar é um depósito de energia solar que se pode libertar de várias formas. Por exemplo, se eu comer uma alface, o açucar entra no corpo e, com o metabolismo, que faz o contrário da fotossíntese, o hidrogénio separa-se do carbono e volta a juntar-se ao oxigénio, criando uma molécula de água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para poder juntar-se ao oxigénio, o hidrogénio tem de desfazer-se da energia solar que armazena; dá-se assim a oxidação e é por causa desta processo que o nosso corpo produz calor. &lt;strong&gt;O CALOR É A ENERGIA SOLAR A LIBERTAR-SE NA ALTURA EM QUE, NO NOSSO CORPO, O HIDROGÉNIO SE SEPARA DO CARBONO DOS ALIMENTOS E SE JUNTA AO OXIGÉNIO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;É PORTANTO O QUE NOS DÁ FORÇA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;José Rodrigues dos Santos, o Sétimo Selo, pp. 447-448&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-5840280686188321290?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/5840280686188321290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=5840280686188321290' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5840280686188321290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/5840280686188321290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-calor-do-corpo-enrgia-solar.html' title='O CALOR DO CORPO É ENERGIA SOLAR!!!'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/ST-kVH5xRUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0pdRaLWW-AI/s72-c/sol+arv%C3%B3rico.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-1215006641104107361</id><published>2008-10-31T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T05:11:01.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lágrimas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SQr-wft-CLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/v6xl974tTxo/s1600-h/lagrima+real.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263299223637330098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SQr-wft-CLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/v6xl974tTxo/s200/lagrima+real.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Há uns tempos fui a um velório de alguém que morreu repentinemente. À entrada da capela uma familiar amiga abraçou-me longamente perguntando: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Porquê?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Não consegui responder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ao apresentar-me como capelão do hospital outra familiar disse: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estou muito revoltada contra Deus, não sei se posso dizer isso aqui..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Respondi que isso era uma resposta humana e normal pois também Jesus na cruz perguntou: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Porque me abandonas-te?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - num grito de revolta e solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ainda com outros familiares ouvi e confortei, depois sentei-me, rezei e meditei a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deus é injusto!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - alguém dizia à porta. Chamaram-lhe à atenção que estava ali um padre. Retorquiu que era verdade na mesma. Senti-me como advogado do diabo, representando Deus, o Grande Culpado. Senti-me a mais e regressei chorando lágrimas por culparem Alguém que eu amo e considero mais que justo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nesse dia, todos chorámos, de tristeza, porque de AMOR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-1215006641104107361?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1215006641104107361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=1215006641104107361' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1215006641104107361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1215006641104107361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/10/lgrimas.html' title='lágrimas...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SQr-wft-CLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/v6xl974tTxo/s72-c/lagrima+real.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-8958321010787610392</id><published>2008-10-07T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:21:09.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANJO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SOvCN-lsTYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7WgB0mw7aK0/s1600-h/anjo_azul_dourado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254506935652994434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SOvCN-lsTYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7WgB0mw7aK0/s320/anjo_azul_dourado.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JÁ TE CHAMARAM "ANJO"?&lt;br /&gt;MUITAS VEZES?&lt;br /&gt;EM QUE CIRCUNSTÂNCIAS?&lt;br /&gt;O QUE PENSAS DISSO????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-8958321010787610392?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/8958321010787610392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=8958321010787610392' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/8958321010787610392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/8958321010787610392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/10/anjo.html' title='ANJO...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SOvCN-lsTYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7WgB0mw7aK0/s72-c/anjo_azul_dourado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-3658189715779414900</id><published>2008-09-09T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:34:26.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SMZskX4HVEI/AAAAAAAAADE/_yQkbqBiF2g/s1600-h/SUNBIRDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243998188259988546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SMZskX4HVEI/AAAAAAAAADE/_yQkbqBiF2g/s320/SUNBIRDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A VONTADE DE AMAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É tão simples e possível o Amor&lt;br /&gt;A quem o escuta e percebe ao ser redor&lt;br /&gt;Querendo-o verdadeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um quase nada acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo quase tudo&lt;br /&gt;Que vale a pena querê-lo&lt;br /&gt;E procurá-lo a todo o momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É connosco a partir de amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Será connosco fazer o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Pois o amor que iremos dar &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SMZtO4Tu2aI/AAAAAAAAADM/-MsT3zUkruM/s1600-h/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243998918520265122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SMZtO4Tu2aI/AAAAAAAAADM/-MsT3zUkruM/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-nos vontade de amar ainda mais.&lt;br /&gt;É connosco a partir desta noite&lt;br /&gt;É connosco o querer e o partilhar&lt;br /&gt;Para amar ainda mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é tão curta e tão frágil&lt;br /&gt;Que de tanto correr&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos sem nada para viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão forte…&lt;br /&gt;É tão tudo… o AMOR&lt;br /&gt;Já que esperamos de vidas em vidas&lt;br /&gt;Desde a noite dos tempos…&lt;br /&gt;É connosco… a partir de hoje&lt;br /&gt;É connosco… o querer&lt;br /&gt;É connosco… o caminho partilhado&lt;br /&gt;É connosco… essa vontade de amar!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Les Dix Commandementes: L'envie d'aimer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-3658189715779414900?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3658189715779414900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=3658189715779414900' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3658189715779414900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3658189715779414900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/09/vontade-de-amar-to-simples-e-possvel-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SMZskX4HVEI/AAAAAAAAADE/_yQkbqBiF2g/s72-c/SUNBIRDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-4117348628326402863</id><published>2008-08-09T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:00:36.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TENHO-TE A TI"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ1kLNFEPzI/AAAAAAAAACg/MJ7e0AuM1M8/s1600-h/04_12_anjo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448485726633778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="290" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ1kLNFEPzI/AAAAAAAAACg/MJ7e0AuM1M8/s320/04_12_anjo%5B1%5D.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nos últimos tempos alguns amigos me têm dito: &lt;em&gt;"Tenho-te a ti".&lt;/em&gt; Nesta semana alguém me dizia que ninguém tinha tempo para ouvir, estar, escutar. Independentemente de idade, sexo ou outras circunstâncias as pessoas sentem-se cada vez mais sós, incompreendidas, magoadas, não se sentindo como parte deste mundo... São pessoas especiais, sensíveis, que procuram compreensão, conforto, sensibilidade. Sinto-me especial e honrado por fazer parte dessas pessoas, sabendo que também eu sou um desses sós que procura voar e libertar-se... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas fazermos parte do caminho e vida destas pessoas tornanos responsáveis por elas efectiva e afectivamente... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para elas aquele abraço especial, reconhecendo que o muito pouco que por elas faço sentem como se fosse muito...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ1myrYxeLI/AAAAAAAAACo/ig45KwTRp1s/s1600-h/abraco+CRIAN%C3%87AS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232451362900506802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="182" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ1myrYxeLI/AAAAAAAAACo/ig45KwTRp1s/s320/abraco+CRIAN%C3%87AS.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-4117348628326402863?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/4117348628326402863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=4117348628326402863' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4117348628326402863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/4117348628326402863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/08/tenho-te-ti.html' title='&quot;TENHO-TE A TI&quot;'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ1kLNFEPzI/AAAAAAAAACg/MJ7e0AuM1M8/s72-c/04_12_anjo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-6137963361911903655</id><published>2008-07-22T05:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:33:29.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva de Luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta chuva clemente que me beija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chora porque me ama e me guia à Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com ela sinto-me grande e leve,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo brilha ao meu redor,&lt;br /&gt;Como reflexo do meu interior,&lt;br /&gt;Porque respiro suspirando…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colocaram-me numa prisão violenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mas o meu espelho de Luz&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me acreditar no Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que me visite a chuva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida é um palco&lt;br /&gt;E é aí que sinto a minha liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;Contemplo o meu ser&lt;br /&gt;A cantar, a chorar ou a voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha VERDADE é esta:&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais vivo e sonho&lt;br /&gt;Mais alto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;te&lt;br /&gt;vos consigo CONTEMPLAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(dedicado à M.P.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-6137963361911903655?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6137963361911903655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=6137963361911903655' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6137963361911903655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6137963361911903655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/07/chuva-de-luz.html' title='Chuva de Luz'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-3943272642038960324</id><published>2008-06-29T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:09.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SGfMnKaOhII/AAAAAAAAACQ/LtG7LcJSPio/s1600-h/HPIM9621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217363666513331330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SGfMnKaOhII/AAAAAAAAACQ/LtG7LcJSPio/s320/HPIM9621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;REGRESSO À INOCÊNCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Está a ocorrer-me a ideia de que a Nova Espiritualidade de que falas convidará os humanos a uma experiência mais grandiosa de si próprios. Que quando se virem como &lt;strong&gt;UMA PARTE DE Deus&lt;/strong&gt;, em vez de À PARTE de Deus, toda a sua perspectiva será alterada de tal modo que a vida por todo o planeta se tornará qualquer coisa que nunca foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- A tua impressão está correcta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- E isso trará grande alegria às pessoas. Serão quase como crianças, de tão alegres e felizes. Isso faz, na realidade, parte da mensagem da Nova Espiritualidade, não faz? Relembrar e ser, no nosso quotidiano, mais como as crianças? Regressar à inocência?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sim. Todos os grandes mestres o ensinaram, cada um à sua maneira. &lt;strong&gt;Regressem à inocência das crianças.&lt;/strong&gt; Quando a inocência emerge da compreensão mais profunda, tem uma pureza especial. A inocência que emerge da falta de compreensão não é verdadeira inocência. É a única escolha que tem quem não compreende. A sua inocência, portanto, é falta de compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quando compreendem profundamente e continuam inocentes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – quer dizer, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;inocentes de qualquer motivo em particular, inocentes de egoísmo ou de necessitarem de qualquer coisa só para vocês correndo o risco de magoar ou prejudicar alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;o tipo de inocência que deriva da compreensão profunda tem uma pureza especial a que vocês chamam divindade.&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a inocência dos anjos, que não são inocentes por nada saberem, mas sim por saberem tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Neale Donald Walsh, O Deus de Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-3943272642038960324?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/3943272642038960324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=3943272642038960324' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3943272642038960324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/3943272642038960324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/06/regresso-inocncia-est-ocorrer-me-ideia.html' title=''/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SGfMnKaOhII/AAAAAAAAACQ/LtG7LcJSPio/s72-c/HPIM9621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-1768561855547548544</id><published>2008-06-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:10.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACORDAR II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SFl-gmF04lI/AAAAAAAAACI/078sQurUads/s1600-h/Deus+minha+Luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213337142103958098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="209" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SFl-gmF04lI/AAAAAAAAACI/078sQurUads/s320/Deus+minha+Luz.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Não é meu plano que alguns de vocês acordem e outros não. Que bem adviria daí? Para quê?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Garanto-vos isto, meus filhos. TODOS VOCÊS ACORDARÃO! Faz parte do processo de evolução que devam acordar. Faz parte do processo da vossa vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;A vida é o processo de despertar. É o processo de tornar-se naquilo que sempre fomos. É o processo de reunir o inseparável, saber outra vez que a separação nunca aconteceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Cada um de vocês despertará, visto que nenhuma parte de Deus será alguma vez abandonada por Deus - nem poderia ser. Pois Deus não pode separar Deus de nenhuma parte de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Todos vós sois esses anjos competindo a cada um a tarefa de se despertarem uns aos outros, de recordarem aos outros Quem Realmente São, e de partilharem uns com os outros a experiência e o processo de cada um tão autêntica e transparentemente quanto puderem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nunca sabemos quando uma coisa que dizemos ou fazemos pode acender a Luz dentro de alguém, expondo-o a si próprio, abrindo-o à sua sabedoria mais profunda seguinte e devolvendo-o a si próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Neale Donald Walsh, O Deus de Amanhã)&lt;/span&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/1417410245184426945-1768561855547548544?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/1768561855547548544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=1768561855547548544' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1768561855547548544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/1768561855547548544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/06/acordar-ii.html' title='ACORDAR II'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SFl-gmF04lI/AAAAAAAAACI/078sQurUads/s72-c/Deus+minha+Luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-765266382324762572</id><published>2008-06-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:10.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SE1hzBK-8CI/AAAAAAAAACA/9h7HSbJ8u3s/s1600-h/abraÃ§o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209927873053257762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SE1hzBK-8CI/AAAAAAAAACA/9h7HSbJ8u3s/s200/abra%C3%A7o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"- Já viste um passarinho quando começa a voar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Primeiro abre as asas, é isso que tu esqueces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;- O que é que isso significa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;- A asa é intermediária entre a matéria e o ar. Tu és um ser humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Os teus braços são as tuas asas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PRIMEIRO, APRENDE A ABRAÇAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DEPOIS PODERÁS TAMBÉM VOAR."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Gitta Mallasz, Diálogo com os anjos, p. 87)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-765266382324762572?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/765266382324762572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=765266382324762572' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/765266382324762572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/765266382324762572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/06/j-viste-um-passarinho-quando-comea-voar.html' title=''/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SE1hzBK-8CI/AAAAAAAAACA/9h7HSbJ8u3s/s72-c/abra%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-7967753865571334265</id><published>2008-05-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:11.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suas crianças!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SEBlOoNehgI/AAAAAAAAABo/72WvulpYtEk/s1600-h/Digitalizar0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206272471226811906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SEBlOoNehgI/AAAAAAAAABo/72WvulpYtEk/s320/Digitalizar0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando soubermos&lt;br /&gt;Ver como as crianças,&lt;br /&gt;Então seremos felizes!&lt;br /&gt;Quando soubermos&lt;br /&gt;Sentir como as crianças,&lt;br /&gt;Então veremos a verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Quando soubermos&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir como as crianças,&lt;br /&gt;Então traremos luz&lt;br /&gt;Aos que a procuram…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É então que vereis&lt;br /&gt;A luz que brota&lt;br /&gt;Do amor&lt;br /&gt;Escondido e&lt;br /&gt;Sentido em telepatia,&lt;br /&gt;Que em sorriso e&lt;br /&gt;Pensamento se move,&lt;br /&gt;Se escapa, se consome…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SEBmFINehhI/AAAAAAAAABw/njp-ORbcTiY/s1600-h/Digitalizar0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(in jota esse, Sobre o amor e outras cousas, 25)&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/1417410245184426945-7967753865571334265?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/7967753865571334265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=7967753865571334265' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7967753865571334265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/7967753865571334265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/suas-crianas.html' title='Suas crianças!!!...'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SEBlOoNehgI/AAAAAAAAABo/72WvulpYtEk/s72-c/Digitalizar0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-9132786718545642985</id><published>2008-05-23T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:11.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEGUE O TEU DESTINO, onde quer que ele te leve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203555530749937090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SDa-L4NehcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cG8Q4tqhn-A/s400/label.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SDa-L4NehcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cG8Q4tqhn-A/s1600-h/label.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Este texto é para leres com o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SDbAPYNeheI/AAAAAAAAABI/pYYzeNDHatE/s1600-h/Follow+Your+Destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega um tempo na tua vida em que te dás conta que se continuares igual (parado), ficarás nesse ponto para sempre. Dás-te conta que se caíres e ficares lá em baixo, A VIDA PASSARÁ AO TEU LADO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As circunstâncias da vida não são sempre aquilo que desejarias. O caminho da vida não tem de passar necessariamente por onde tu queres. Além de qualquer entendimento, às vezes podes ser levado para direcções que nunca imaginaste, sonhaste ou designaste. E se nunca te esforçaste por escolher um caminho ou preocupaste com o teu sonho, então poderás não ter qualquer direcção.&lt;br /&gt;Questionando a direcção que a tua vida tomou, tens de aceitar o facto que tens um caminho antes de ti agora. Deixa os “porquês’s” e os “se’s” e tira-te dessa confusão. Fosse o que fosse – está no passado. Aquilo que é (agora) é o que é importante e interessa. O passado é uma reflexão breve. O futuro já está para ser realizado. O hoje está aqui, agora.&lt;br /&gt;Faz o teu caminho um passo de cada vez – com coragem, fé e determinação. Mantém a tua cabeça em pé e lança os teus sonhos para as estrelas. Brevemente os teus passos tornar-se-ão firmes, e o teu andar será sólido novamente. Um caminho que tu nunca imaginaste tornar-se-á na direcção mais confortável que tu nunca esperaste seguir ou imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;Mantém a crença em ti e caminha para a tua nova jornada. Achá-la-ás magnífica, grandiosa e muito para além dos teus sonhos mais selvagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicki Silvers (V.S.)&lt;br /&gt;leading heart… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SDbAPYNeheI/AAAAAAAAABI/pYYzeNDHatE/s1600-h/Follow+Your+Destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-9132786718545642985?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/9132786718545642985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=9132786718545642985' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/9132786718545642985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/9132786718545642985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/segue-o-teu-destino-onde-quer-que-ele.html' title='SEGUE O TEU DESTINO, onde quer que ele te leve'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SDa-L4NehcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cG8Q4tqhn-A/s72-c/label.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-6236512038889681178</id><published>2008-05-15T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:12.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACORDAr…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCykhqfa3QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H4afLFuwOwY/s1600-h/gse_multipart56889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200712567954791682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCykhqfa3QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H4afLFuwOwY/s320/gse_multipart56889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pela &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;consciência&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;conseguimos entregar-nos a uma realização de vida. É óbvio que a loucura (saudável e vivida) leva a uma libertação de Amor Eterno que nos faz acordar para um infinito &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que todos procuram e não encontram, mas eu sinto-o na minha pele e no meu olhar, sem máscaras, sem jogos, com uma felicidade que, nas ruas as pessoas assusta…&lt;br /&gt;Pelos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somos clarividentes de uma telepatia que, em números, sons e cores se esvazia e enche num rochedo que a calçada destruiu. O quando e o tempo da destruição são incógnitas mas o &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mundo novo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, não o da inexplicável loucura, já se sente por esta suprema alma que já sentimos respirar dentro de nós e expirar para todos eles. Nesta respiração encontramos pássaros que voam radiantes transmitindo a infinidade do amor crescente e de &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luz &lt;/strong&gt;fulgente…&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o deu a conhecer, o sorriso o imana num choro infinito de alegria pelos sons penetrantes que o universo faz &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palpitar DENTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de nós&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lamento por vezes que os outros não sejam connosco mas a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espera Confiante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é sinal de um amanhã ainda + com Ele para que termine a alquimia da AGONIA, para que termine a acomodação à segura infelicidade e rebente esse quinhão de solidão e retome a santa mansidão de ser, estar, sentir…&lt;br /&gt;A cor-de-breu é a mistura de &lt;strong&gt;todas as cores&lt;/strong&gt; da vida; não vêem isso? Que a caminhada tem resposta? Que a única riqueza é &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e não somente &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLHAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Não deixemos + Deus chorar junto a um preto cor-de-breu que grita o silêncio &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ FORTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A TERAPIA&lt;/strong&gt; é então a do &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRISO que nos leva por um barco de Luz num mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…; de pétalas ácidas e espinhos róseos, mas a cruz, o espaço e esse pensar agoniante não está aqui, BASTA OLHAR PARA VER…&lt;br /&gt;Aí, então, como águias voando, VEREMOS as trilhas divinas e puras de umas &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asas de prata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que nos conduzem a um ninho de &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUZ dourada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, suave, brilhante e especial…&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor Eterno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; está aí, junto de ti, junto de mim, junto de nós, deixa de viver essa vida atroz, (i)material, inanimada; deixa essa dor imensa e imersa de coração~breu; não te sintas + preso; sai dessa luz escura e hipnótica; aí o sol de Inverno te bronzeará e passarás a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vivendo um &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUNDO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AO &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIVO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; E A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCykJ6fa3PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HKU03KOlg4k/s1600-h/ela+e+a+luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200712159932898546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="142" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCykJ6fa3PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HKU03KOlg4k/s320/ela+e+a+luz.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1417410245184426945-6236512038889681178?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/6236512038889681178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=6236512038889681178' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6236512038889681178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/6236512038889681178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/acordar.html' title='ACORDAr…'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCykhqfa3QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H4afLFuwOwY/s72-c/gse_multipart56889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1417410245184426945.post-919511065747227780</id><published>2008-05-15T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:44:12.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1º DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCxKwKfa3NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4B53wFy7ERE/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200613861016394962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCxKwKfa3NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4B53wFy7ERE/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luz&lt;/strong&gt;: palavra que cativa e faz sonhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Faz hoje quatro anos que nasceu em mim nova luz. Nasci para um mundo novo com mais cor, mais vida. E é fazendo o caminho que nos vamos encontrando. Este blog quer ser um espaço pessoal de partilha e reflexão sobre vivências, sentimentos, pensamentos, percursos de vida. Estou feliz pela sua criação, pelo seu primeiro dia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça-se luz e a Luz apareceu..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Para mim a Luz é aquilo que abarca toda a vida no seu aconchego, conforto, calor humano e divino, brisa interior, sorriso, enfim humanidade e espiritualidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estou feliz porque quero partilhar, estou feliz porque sinto a Luz, estou feliz porque quero fazer caminho, e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;é na Luz que as lágrimas mais brilham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1417410245184426945-919511065747227780?l=caminhaluz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/feeds/919511065747227780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1417410245184426945&amp;postID=919511065747227780' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/919511065747227780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1417410245184426945/posts/default/919511065747227780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caminhaluz.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='1º DIA'/><author><name>Rafael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01755353721904331314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SJ__NRnDToI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oAuOTCFU7cY/s1600-R/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6JnpiMK-0w/SCxKwKfa3NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4B53wFy7ERE/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
