<?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-11390188</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:41:12.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Winner</title><subtitle type='html'>I WILL!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-4240890799844660170</id><published>2010-02-18T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:18:29.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teste teste</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;teste!!!!! teste!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-4240890799844660170?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4240890799844660170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=4240890799844660170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/4240890799844660170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/4240890799844660170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2010/02/teste-teste.html' title='teste teste'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-6568760803897016343</id><published>2008-05-05T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:16:26.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o207/bicfomh/rec/versiculos/versiculos014.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-6568760803897016343?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6568760803897016343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=6568760803897016343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/6568760803897016343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/6568760803897016343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2008/05/promessa_05.html' title='Promessa'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-914400872378583406</id><published>2007-08-02T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:58:13.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>What a day.. por onde comecar.&lt;br /&gt;Considerando que hj to meio bored. &lt;br /&gt;O dia esta chuvoso. &lt;br /&gt;Meu cabelo agora eh castanho again! Havia esquecido de contar a mais nova loucura: sou morena de novo hahahahah estranho diferente, mas cansei de trabalhar que nem uma nega pra pintar o cabelo de louro! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver ate qd dura isso.&lt;br /&gt;... e como diz minha mae: "filha vc nasceu morena mas vc eh loura!" HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos.&lt;br /&gt;GOD Bless You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-914400872378583406?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/914400872378583406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=914400872378583406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/914400872378583406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/914400872378583406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-1433197486729545301</id><published>2007-07-12T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T10:47:21.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filminho pra sexta-feira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Filminho pra sexta-feira.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dica de sexta feira: Miss Potter.&lt;br /&gt; Aaaahhh it's soooo cute and romatic!! I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://www.misspotter-themovie.com/site/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=" http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/angelicamarins/miss-potter.jpg " height=130 width=95 align="left" border="0" alt="Mt-Legal!" CLEAR= RIGHT&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A estoria eh passada num tempo em que as mulheres eram apenas maes ou esposas, Miss Potter conta a estoria com emocao e politicamente a vida de Beatrix Potter eh mudada. O filme retrata a dificuldade do reconhecimento da mulher num mundo dominado por homens. E mesmo Beatrix sendo mulher consegue entrar neste mundo como a mais carismatica escritora de livros infantis conseguindo publicar seus livros; atingindo record de vendas com suas fabulosas estorias e pintura.&lt;br /&gt;AAhh e o final? hahaha EU NAO CONTO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-1433197486729545301?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1433197486729545301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=1433197486729545301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/1433197486729545301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/1433197486729545301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/07/filminho-pra-sexta-feira.html' title='Filminho pra sexta-feira.'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-7227040264812643640</id><published>2007-07-12T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:21:49.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu nome.</title><content type='html'>Olha que interessante, eu estava vagando pela internet(como de costume hahahah) buscando mini gifs e tal.... e havia um site que estava mostrando o significa dos nomes. Interesting! Acho que o dono desse site deve ter conseguido essas info com o maridao ou com minha mae. Olha isso! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/angelicamarins/eu2.jpg" align="left" border="0" alt="Angelica" CLEAR= RIGHT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-7227040264812643640?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7227040264812643640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=7227040264812643640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/7227040264812643640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/7227040264812643640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/07/meu-nome.html' title='Meu nome.'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-2359317576240965119</id><published>2007-07-11T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:56:05.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#A020F0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/angelicamarins/cutecolor74.gif" align="left" border="0" alt=”Missoes” CLEAR= RIGHT&gt; Lay novo, tudo novo! Qt tempo nao passava por aqui mas agora acho que eh pra valer!!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou na promessa. Ainda nao dei tchau pro Tio Sam hahahah continuamos aqui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ELE disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ide por todo o mundo e pregai o evangelho a toda criatura"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Marcos 16:15).&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm still here. HE didn't finish his good job in my life. Not yet baby! hahahaha Sometime we think &lt;em&gt;"how good could be if I was there...etc etc"&lt;/em&gt; but these are not my thoughts; these are my emotions and if you live by emotions.. uhhuuull baby be careful hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of thoughts appears when estamos em situacoes de pressao(to misturando tudo hahahah daqui a pouco parto p/ espanhol tambem hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, tenho sofrido alguns ataques e perseguicoes e DEUS; O TODO PODEROSO sabe bem como terminar tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Para retratar bem como foi a situacao, querem me trocar de horario para trabalhar ate as 10:30pm(nao sendo o bastante que jah trabalho de 8:00am ate 8:00pm = 12horas por dia) Uui!&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/angelicamarins/happy-coroa.gif" align="right"border="0" alt="HAHAHA"CLEAR= RIGHT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me trocaria de filial de novo e trocaria meu horario de novo! (peteca hahahaha) Com tds os meus argumentos e revindicacoes, e nao sendo o bastante tive que ouvir o &lt;em&gt;"disse-me-disse"&lt;/em&gt;: PORQUE ANGELICA TEM &lt;strong&gt;COROA&lt;/strong&gt;?? em outras palavras = preferencia.&lt;br /&gt;Jah imaginou minha cara de Garfield bored! Sem paciencia nenhuma com mesquinharia e inveja? hahahahah Pois entao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é na hora da perseguição que se torna mais agradável a promessa: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sê fiel até a morte e dar-te-ei a coroa da vida"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Apoc.2:10)&lt;br /&gt;Ai eu te pergunto: tem porque eu temer alguma ameaca ou perseguicao?? Veja quem eh meu melhor amigo, meu Pai e meu tudo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apc. Capitulo 1:5 ao 8 e 14 ao 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;... e da parte de Jesus Cristo, que é a fiel testemunha, o primogênito dos mortos e o Príncipe dos reis da terra. Aquele que nos ama, e pelo seu sangue nos libertou dos nossos pecados, e nos fez reino, sacerdotes para Deus, seu Pai, a ele seja glória e domínio pelos séculos dos séculos. Amém.&lt;br /&gt;Eis que vem com as nuvens, e todo olho o verá, até mesmo aqueles que o traspassaram; e todas as tribos da terra se lamentarão sobre ele. Sim. Amém.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o Alfa e o omega, diz o Senhor Deus, aquele que é, e que era, e que há de vir, o Todo-Poderoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt; e a sua cabeça e cabelos eram brancos como lã branca, como a neve; e os seus olhos como chama de fogo; e os seus pés, semelhantes a latão reluzente que fora refinado numa fornalha; e a sua voz como a voz de muitas águas.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha ele na sua destra sete estrelas; e da sua boca saía uma aguda espada de dois gumes; e o seu rosto era como o sol, quando resplandece na sua força.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o vi, caí a seus pés como morto; e ele pôs sobre mim a sua destra, dizendo: Não temas; eu sou o primeiro e o último,e o que vivo; fui morto, mas eis aqui estou vivo pelos séculos dos séculos; e tenho as chaves da morte e do hades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apc. 2:1&lt;/strong&gt; Ao anjo da igreja em Éfeso escreve: Isto diz aquele que tem na sua destra as sete estrelas, que anda no meio dos sete candeeiros de ouro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E este post vai para celebrar nosso Deus, TODO PODEROSO! Aquele que era, aquele é; e que há de vir!&lt;br /&gt;ETA DEUS BOM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos amigas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-2359317576240965119?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2359317576240965119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=2359317576240965119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/2359317576240965119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/2359317576240965119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/07/ide.html' title='Ide!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-1623100109378132672</id><published>2007-02-17T17:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:04:02.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Carnaval&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ilove.terra.com.br/lili/palavrasesentimentos/mini/mini_paradies/alegre.gif" align="left" hspace="10"&gt; Carnaval é motivo de festa, alegria e farra para o povo brasileiro, que se esbalda na avenida ao som de muita música e dança. Correto? Nem tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Rei Momo não é tão popular quanto se imagina. Pesquisa da Confederação Nacional do Transporte (CNT) mostra que só 41,2% dos brasileiros gostam de carnaval, enquanto 57,4% não querem nem ouvir falar do assunto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O levantamento ouviu duas mil pessoas.Para o professor de cultura popular da Universidade Estadual Paulista (Unesp), Alberto Ikeda, o motivo é a superexposição do tema nos meios de comunicação. "Há também a questão da moral. Como o carnaval expõe o nu, é combatido por grupos religiosos mais conservadores"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de ler isso, pq eu estava como sempre fuxikando as noticias e tentando me atualizar um pouco (minha irma sempre me pergunta se eu estou em orbita haha) com os acontecimentos. UAAuu eu tinha me esquecido do feriadaaso lah no Braza, estava falando com a Paty hj e ela me disse assim: "T dbem por ai, e como vai seu Carnaval"?&lt;br /&gt;Ueh! Ai a ficha caiu, Braza... Braza... o ano soh comeca em March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre a origem da palavra carnaval, vários estudiosos já tentaram explicar. Entre as aceitas está "carnelevale", do dialeto milanês, que significa &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tempo em que se tira o uso da carne&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro que uma vez aproximadamente aos meus 8 ou 12 anos de idade eu escutei na igreja dizer que esse nome CARNAVAL vem do latim CARNA + VAL = CARNE + FESTA = festa da carne.&lt;br /&gt;E estavam me ensinando certo, apenas com outrar palavras mais simples e nao tao profunda como do Dr. Milaneza ai de cima.&lt;img src="http://www.maismess.nerdhost.com.br/emoticons/risada/riso6.gif" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;HA!HA!HA!HA!HA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem quando eu andava em caminhos errados eu gostava de carnaval. Carnaval nao eh chique, nao te acrescenta nada, mt pelo contrario, retira tudo de! Tuas forcas, tua nocao de tempo e espaco, teu dinheiro, tua paz, tua tranquilidade... Alguns ate perdem a vida por conta da violencia q toma conta das cidades.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ahh lembrei de algumas coisas que o carnaval te dah: dor de cabeca, ressaca(aos que bebem) prejuizo no bolso, pivete nas ruas gritando "perdeu perdeu madame". Eu sempre me perguntei pq eles sempre falam 2 vezes algumas palavras, e outras no diminutivo. hahahaha Serah que estao se &lt;em&gt;re-alto-afirmando-a-si-proprio&lt;/em&gt;? Ou no diminutivo tentando ser mais delicados hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vcs jah passaram por alguma situacao dessa na nossa boa e velha Cidade Maravilhosa?&lt;br /&gt;Eh mais ou menos assim o conteudo da conversa:&lt;br /&gt;Perdeu, perdeu madame!&lt;br /&gt;Passa tudo, tudinho.&lt;br /&gt;Sem escandalo, se nao te furo toda, todinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecow!! Acho que eu faco parte dos cinquenta e tantos % que disse o gentleman above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biblicamente há uma grande expressão para o Carnaval na vontade do povo em crucificar Cristo Jesus. A partir do momento em que Pilatos decidiu lavar às mãos, que pela vontade do povo permitiu trocar a morte de Barrabás pela morte de Jesus, uma grande folia se instalou pelas ruas de Roma. Espiritualmente o Carnaval significa apoio às forças de Satanás. O desfile das escolas de samba na Marquês de Sapucaí - Rio de Janeiro, por exemplo, é do jeitinho como o diabo gosta!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-1623100109378132672?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1623100109378132672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=1623100109378132672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/1623100109378132672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/1623100109378132672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-2339558189854100639</id><published>2007-02-15T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:58:40.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem tempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagina!&lt;br /&gt;hahah Novidade chegar aqui neste bRoguim e dizer q eu to com tempo pra alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim essa semana foi dificiiiiiiilima, eu qse quit my job. Mas Deus eh bom!&lt;br /&gt;A gente conta, 1...2...3... ufa respira fundo e manda ve!&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana um oficial do USCIS apareceu por lah pra fazer a vistoria, revalidar nossa licenca baseada na jah existente.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginou a cena, meus zolhins miudins saindo pra fora da cara de tanto traballho hahahah&lt;br /&gt;"We are open 24/7" nosso novo lema. hahah&lt;br /&gt;Agora a gente ri hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ufa! Q bom o stress jah passou. Aahh by the way e nos fomos aprovados :)&lt;br /&gt;Deus eh bom!&lt;br /&gt;Depois volto aqui de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-2339558189854100639?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2339558189854100639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=2339558189854100639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/2339558189854100639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/2339558189854100639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/02/sem-tempo.html' title='Sem tempo'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116933543240160308</id><published>2007-01-20T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:00:11.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Just Something About That Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FF69B4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's Just Something About That Name&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Jesus, Jesus; &lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/1600/598265/flor.gif" align="right" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about that name! &lt;br /&gt;Master, Savior, Jesus, Like the fragrance after the rain; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, &lt;br /&gt;Let all heaven and earth proclaim; &lt;br /&gt;Kings and kingdoms will all pass away, &lt;br /&gt;But there's something about that name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116933543240160308?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116933543240160308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116933543240160308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116933543240160308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116933543240160308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/01/theres-just-something-about-that-name.html' title='There&apos;s Just Something About That Name'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116873237059242976</id><published>2007-01-13T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:08:03.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUPRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dupre and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/1600/727474/You-Me-and-Dupree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/200/263152/You-Me-and-Dupree.jpg" align="left" border="0" alt="Eu-rEcOmEnDo" CLEAR= RIGHT /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh my gosh "atire a primeira pedra" who never had a Dupre in your live.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend, it's a very funny movie, but I almost broke my TV hahahahahah I couldn't... I swear, but I was remaindering myself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey, relax it's just a movie"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you C the movie U gonna C what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha scored 5 stars! It's very good!&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116873237059242976?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116873237059242976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116873237059242976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116873237059242976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116873237059242976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2007/01/dupre.html' title='DUPRE'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116758237592912117</id><published>2006-12-31T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T09:36:34.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A famosa "Retrospectiva 2006"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A famosa "Retrospectiva 2006"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom... nada melhor do que no dia 31 de Dezembro fazer aquela boa e velha retrospectiva, olhar para tras e ver tudo o q deixamos de lado, nos livramos, vencemos, tivemos q abrir mao, e etc.&lt;br /&gt;Eh sempre bom comecar pelas coisas boas.&lt;br /&gt;Acho q esse foi o ano que eu &lt;strong&gt;voltei a ser loura&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha, ahh vcs sabem; ficar loura ou deixar de ser, eh mt coisa eh apenas uma "caixinha" hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Se bem quenomeu caso custou um pouquinho mais caro, foi um tal de "highlight" hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Troquei o cabelao por um cabelinho, &lt;strong&gt;cortei&lt;/strong&gt; estilo chanel. Quem se lembra de mim com cabelaaaaaaaasso escuro e batendo na cintura? Pois eh! Acho q a idade chegou e nao dah mais pra ficar brincando de Rapunzel. hhahahah Agora eh trabalhar que nem negro pra pintar o cabelo de louro. hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viajei&lt;/strong&gt; viu! Conheci viu! Aqui vai a listinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/1600/193760/retrospectiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/320/797453/retrospectiva.jpg" border="0" alt="" align="right" hspace="10" width="180" height="180"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa Beach-FL&lt;br /&gt;Miami Beach-FL&lt;br /&gt;Cleawater-FL&lt;br /&gt;Daytona Beach-FL&lt;br /&gt;Gatorland-FL&lt;br /&gt;New York-NY &lt;br /&gt;Boston-MA&lt;br /&gt;Acho q eh soh...&lt;br /&gt;Ano em que eu &lt;strong&gt;fechei meu Orkut&lt;/strong&gt;, ohhh rede de fofoka, my God!&lt;br /&gt;Ano em que &lt;strong&gt;Deus falou mais esplicitamente comigo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ano em que senti mais &lt;strong&gt;saudade da Mamys&lt;/strong&gt;, e que outra vez ganhei presentinho da Babaedinha no meu niversarinho.&lt;br /&gt;2006 com &lt;strong&gt;festinha surpresa&lt;/strong&gt; pro maridao na casa do nosso amigao Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;Com &lt;strong&gt;badge de Chaplan&lt;/strong&gt; para fazer a obra de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Ano de milagres quando eu fui na corte ver o Juiz e ser reconhecida com honra porque sou serva de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Ano de &lt;strong&gt;milagre na Driver License Office&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Aumento no meu &lt;strong&gt;salario&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;Ano em que &lt;strong&gt;conheci mais amigos em Cristo&lt;/strong&gt;, e agradeco a Deus pela vida deles.&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ano em que permanecemos em Downtown &lt;strong&gt;evangelizando&lt;/strong&gt; os mendigos e &lt;strong&gt;ganhando almas para Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;, e tento a felicidade de reecontrar alguns deles recuperados e de volta a sociedade, sabendo que nos fomos usados para contribuir no sucesso da vida deles com Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que chega neh?&lt;br /&gt;Enfim se eu me lembrar de outras palavras para descrever "&lt;strong&gt;VITORIA&lt;/strong&gt;", eu volto aqui e posto mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116758237592912117?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116758237592912117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116758237592912117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116758237592912117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116758237592912117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/famosa-retrospectiva-2006.html' title='A famosa &quot;Retrospectiva 2006&quot;'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116754377549370253</id><published>2006-12-30T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:42:55.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The powerful word of God.</title><content type='html'>The powerful word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/xterriannex/mv1.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116754377549370253?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116754377549370253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116754377549370253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116754377549370253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116754377549370253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/powerful-word-of-god.html' title='The powerful word of God.'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116743927096276653</id><published>2006-12-29T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:45:11.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU CLAMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MEU CLAMOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA MINHA ANGUSTIA CLAMEI AO SENHOR,&lt;br /&gt;E O MEU CLAMOR AO CEU SUBIU&lt;br /&gt;SOCORRO PEDIU MINHA ALMA,&lt;br /&gt;E PRONTAMENTE MEU REI ME OUVIU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUVIU MINHAS QUEIXAS, MEUS &lt;em&gt;AIS&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;DE ANGUSTIAS E DORES FALEI.&lt;br /&gt;MINHA'ALMA GRITOU POR SOCORRO&lt;br /&gt;SOCORRO PRA MIM SUPLIQUEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO SEU TRONO, PRA MIM SE INCLINOU&lt;br /&gt;OLHOU E SORRIU PARA MIM,&lt;br /&gt;E COM SUA VOZ TAO TERNA E MEIGA&lt;br /&gt;CRISTO ME DISSE ASSIM:&lt;br /&gt;"- NAO CHORES, FILHA QUERIDA&lt;br /&gt;TUAS QUEIXAS E &lt;em&gt;AIS&lt;/em&gt; EU OUVI.&lt;br /&gt;SOCORRO TE TRAGO AGORA PARA&lt;br /&gt;QUE PROSSIGAS ATE O FIM."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGORA CAMINHO SEGURA&lt;br /&gt;SEI QUE CRISTO ESTA COMIGO&lt;br /&gt;SOCORRO EU SEMPRE TEREI&lt;br /&gt;QUANTO ESTIVER EM PERIGO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;em&gt;Neuba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116743927096276653?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116743927096276653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116743927096276653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116743927096276653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116743927096276653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/meu-clamor.html' title='MEU CLAMOR'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116694371495379250</id><published>2006-12-23T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:16:29.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feliz Natal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3488/922/1600/497630/presentinho.gif" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh que vos nasceu hoje, na cidade de Davi, o Salvador, que eh Cristo, o Senhor. E isto vos serah por sinal: Achareis um menino envolto em faixas, e deitado em uma manjedoura. Entao, de repente, apareceu junto ao anjo grande multidao da milicia celestial, louvando a Deus e dizendo: Gloria a Deus nas maiores alturas, e paz na terra entre os homens de boa vontade." (Luke 2:11-14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116694371495379250?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116694371495379250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116694371495379250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116694371495379250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116694371495379250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116693514987899805</id><published>2006-12-23T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:39:09.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout novooooooo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yeeehhh!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lay novo my people!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh nao ficou a minha cara?&lt;br /&gt;Mas calma ai... jah volto pra ajeitar o resto!&lt;br /&gt;bjos:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116693514987899805?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116693514987899805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116693514987899805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116693514987899805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116693514987899805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/layout-novooooooo.html' title='Layout novooooooo!!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-116680606344970316</id><published>2006-12-22T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:37:45.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai ai nao sei nao hein!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ai ai nao sei nao hein!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, ai, nao sei nao hein, acho que eu preciso "recomecar tudo de novo", e ainda qd eu recomecar vai ser sem redundancia.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aqueles dias de sessao nostalgia, que vc limpa os armarios, sacode a poeira, mais repensa se vc tem coragem de dar a volta por cima hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, sabe quando o tiro jah foi disparado e a bala nao tem como voltar atras?&lt;br /&gt;UUUuaaauuu!&lt;br /&gt;Isso aqui tah empoeirado.&lt;br /&gt;Precisando de novo layout, novo tudo! Novas cores etc e talz...&lt;br /&gt;Mas voltando ao tiro hahahah eu confio em Deus! Eu sei que o Senhor quer o melhor pra nos.&lt;br /&gt;A distancia.&lt;br /&gt;As novidades(todo dia uma coisa nova) isso eh bom ou ruim?&lt;br /&gt;Aviso aos que gostam de marasmo. Entrem em outro blog!!&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu nao tenha atualizado tanto isso aqui, te asseguro que nao eh por falta de assunto hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;UAUUU aqui nos ultimos eh preciso fazer appointment baby!&lt;br /&gt;Eh Natal... eh qse 2007...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que esse eh o post da nostalgia de fim de ano! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Tah a cara da retrospectiva do Faustao. No way!&lt;br /&gt;Bom... acho que retomo as funcoes originais deste jornal, I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;Mudaremos layout!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo novo!&lt;br /&gt;2007 eh o meu ano!!! Uhuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh e o amor? Ahh ele vai bem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuumm 2007 tb eh o nosso ano neh maridim!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-116680606344970316?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/116680606344970316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=116680606344970316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116680606344970316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/116680606344970316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/12/ai-ai-nao-sei-nao-hein.html' title='Ai ai nao sei nao hein!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-115818888156329889</id><published>2006-09-13T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T16:15:30.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="15 de Setembro Meu Niver" align="left" hspace="10" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uaaaaaaaau acho que nao escrevo aqui desde... nao sei quando... acho que jah fiz aniversario de abondono de blog tb!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh meu niver tah chegando contagem regressiva gente:&lt;br /&gt;13...&lt;br /&gt;14...&lt;br /&gt;15...... YEEEEEHHHHH!!! My birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade das amiguinhas de sempre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-115818888156329889?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/115818888156329889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=115818888156329889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/115818888156329889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/115818888156329889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-114404124004604693</id><published>2006-04-02T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:14:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testando...</title><content type='html'>Agora falta ajeitar a parte de comentarios... ohh meleca de holoscan e blogger aaaaaaaaaai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-114404124004604693?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/114404124004604693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=114404124004604693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114404124004604693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114404124004604693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/04/testando.html' title='Testando...'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-114139894476590450</id><published>2006-03-03T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:15:44.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta de tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Mais "excuse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai ai jah vou comecar como aquelas velhas que sempre estao erradas e jah chegam com "excuse" entao... as desculpa de hoje sao vaaaaaaarias.&lt;br /&gt;Comecando com: falta de tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Morri de ri qd vi a amigueeenha dizendo "ostentacao" hahahahaha eh quase isso amiga, falta de tempo fika mais bonito de dizer hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;E fora que milhoes de coisas aconteceram esta semana, nao foram coisas mt boas nao mas isso eu conto a cada uma de vcs em separado pelo MSN. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/msn.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/320/msn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos considerar o fator "bencao". Minha semana tb foi uma maravilha, se pensarmos em tudo que aconteceu e eu estou aqui vivinha e com saude.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh quer saber??? Vou contar!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHHHHHHHH Angelica para de tanto misterio!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Ahh mudando de assunto ai ai acho que preciso de um novo template o que acham?&lt;br /&gt;Enfim no proximo post eu contoo que houve nesta semana que eu sumi.&lt;br /&gt;Deus abencoe a todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-114139894476590450?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/114139894476590450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=114139894476590450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114139894476590450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114139894476590450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/03/falta-de-tempo.html' title='Falta de tempo'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-114050135618714763</id><published>2006-02-20T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:02:16.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOAS RISADAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Boas risadas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, ai, dei boas risadas com minhas amiguinhas.&lt;br /&gt;Meninas, eu nao estou a fim de nenhum karinha, NAO; baby!&lt;br /&gt;Viu &lt;a href="http://grazikitty.blogger.com.br/"&gt;Grazi&lt;/a&gt; hahahahahah Jeovah Rafah jah me deu um maridao de precioso.&lt;br /&gt;E romantica eu sempre estou.. mas eh que vi essa passagem na net e lembrei do filme de Salomao que havia visto.&lt;br /&gt;Lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena ler sobre a vida de Salomao.&lt;br /&gt;Salomao filho de Davi!&lt;br /&gt;O final nao eh muito bonito nao, mas toda a experiencia de vida desse homem.&lt;br /&gt;Resumindo tudo: Salomao filho do Rei Davi era um jovem muito indeciso e fraco nas suas decisoes, via e admirava seu pai pelas sabias decisoes e pela firmeza de palavra e atitude. Davi era um rei admiravel.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo foi passando chegou o dia da morte de Davi, Salomao seria o sucessor do trono.&lt;br /&gt;Um jovem fraco, e indeciso para assumir um reinado.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginou a cena?&lt;br /&gt;Pois era bem assim...&lt;br /&gt;Imagina a pressao que o pobre jovem sofreu?&lt;br /&gt;Enfim ele Pediu ao DEUS DE ISRAEL, o Deus todo Poderoso que lhe desse inteligencia. Mas nao soube exatamente "como" pedir. Deus deu a Salomao o que ele pediu. Salomao com tanta inteligencia comecou a resolver as coisas com mais facilidade, mas "seguranca" no que estava fazendo. Mas chegou um momento em que a "inteligencia" demais comecou a confundir Salomao e tirar os olhos dele da fe!&lt;br /&gt;Salomao teve varias mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;Uma delas foi a Rainha de Sabah, na qual pos a vida do pobre do Salomao a perder.&lt;br /&gt;Ele comecou a questionar(com sua inteligencia e mente aberta a conhecimento) e "aceitar" adoracao a falsos idolos. Ela era de origem Egipcia. (religiao totalmente diferente de seu esposo) com isso innfluenciava Salomao.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que muitos de voces jah sabem o final.&lt;br /&gt;Antes de morrer Salomao construiu um Templo ao GRANDE DEUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularmente... posso dizer algumas coisas sobre isso? Nao sei nao.... mas... acho que mesmo com td isso Deus ficou trsite com algumas atitudes de Salomao a respeito dos falsos idolos. Ele tinha toda heranca de bencao deixada por seu pai Rei Davi, (amadissimo por Deus) e mesmo assim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever! Isso eh papo de vai looooooooooonge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAAAAAAALA missionaria! Eta Deus bom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me inspirei! A vida eh assim... qd eu nao desapareco e demoro a postar, eu posto e canso todo mundo hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I will take it easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding: of course NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/templo_salomao_fora.jpg" align="right" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-114050135618714763?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/114050135618714763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=114050135618714763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114050135618714763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114050135618714763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/02/boas-risadas.html' title='BOAS RISADAS!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-114027965385389469</id><published>2006-02-18T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T08:41:58.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POESIA DE DEUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;POESIA DE DEUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que depois de ter fikado seculos sem escrever quando apareco deveria atualizar com notocias pessoais ou qq coisa do tipo, mas jah vai calma ai....&lt;br /&gt;Veja isso que lindo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que eh longo e qse ninguem vai ler mas.....&lt;br /&gt;O amor esta no ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sob inspiracAo divina, um notAvel poema de amor saiu da lavra de SalomAo, ressaltando, em metAforas e cAnticos, a pureza do amor conjugal, o amor digno, nobre e puro entre cOnjuges. No particular, eh de fato uma obra-prima incomparAvel. Escrito cerca de 960 a.C., o Cantico dos Canticos faz menCAo a umas quinze espEcies diferentes de animais e vinte e uma espEcies de plantas, alEm de referEncias geogrAficas. Apreciemos CANTARES, de SalomAo:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beije-me ele com os beijos da sua boca. Melhor eh o seu amor do que o vinho. Para cheirar sAo bons os teus ungUentos. Como ungUento derramado eh o teu nome. Por isso, as virgens te amam. Eu sou morena e agradAvel, oh filhas de JerusalEm. Como as tendas de Quedar, como as cortinas de SalomAo. NAo olheis para o eu ser morena, porque o sol resplandece sobre mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dize-me, oh tu, a quem ama a minha alma: onde apascenta o teu rebanho, onde recolhes pelo meio-dia...? Se tu nAo sabes, oh mais formosa entre as mulheres, sai-te pelas pisadas das ovelhas e apascenta as tuas cabras junto as moradas dos pastores. AgradAveis sAo as tuas faces entre os teus enfeites, o teu pescoCo com os colares. Enfeites de ouro te faremos, com pregos de prata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu amado eh para mim um ramalhete de mirra; morarA entre os meus seios. Como um cacho de Chipre nas vinhas de En-Gedi, eh para mim o meu amado. Eis que Es formosa, oh amiga minha, eis que Es formosa; os teus olhos sAo como os das pombas. Eis que Es gentil e agradAvel, oh amado meu; o nosso leito eh viCoso. Qual o lirio entre os espinhos, tal eh a minha amiga entre as filhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual a macieira entre as Arvores do bosque, tal eh o meu amado entre os filhos; desejo muito a sua sombra e debaixo dela me assento; e o seu fruto eh doce ao meu paladar. Levou-me a sala do banquete, e o seu estandarte em mim era o amor. Sustentai-me com passas, confortai-me com maCAs, porque desfaleCo de amor. A sua mAo esquerda esteja debaixo da minha cabeCa, e a sua mAo direita me abrace. Conjuro-vos, oh filhas de JerusalEm, pelas gazelas e cervas do campo, que nAo acordeis nem desperteis o meu amor, atE que queira".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta eh a voz do meu amado; ei-lo ai, que jA vem saltando sobre os montes, pulando sobre os outeiros. O meu amado eh semelhante ao gamo ou ao filho do corCo; eis que estA detrAs da nossa parede, olhando pelas janelas, reluzindo pelas grades. O meu amado fala e me diz: levanta-te, amiga minha, formosa minha, e vem. Porque eis que passou o inverno: a chuva cessou e se foi. Aparecem as flores na terra, o tempo de cantar chega, e a voz da rola ouve-se em nossa terra. A figueira jA deu os seus figuinhos, e as vides em flor exalam o seu aroma. Levanta-te, amiga minha, formosa minha, e vem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pomba minha, que andas pelas fendas das penhas, no oculto das ladeiras, mostra-me a tua face, faze-me ouvir a tua voz, porque a tua voz eh doce, e a tua face, aprazivel. o meu amado eh meu, e eu sou dele; ele apascenta o seu rebanho entre os lirios. Antes que refresques o dia e caiam as sombras, volta, amado meu; faze-te semelhante ao gamo ou ao filho dos corCos sobre os montes de Beter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De noite busquei em minha cama aquele a quem ama a minha alma; busquei e nAo o achei. Levantar-me-ei, pois, e rodearei a cidade; pelas ruas e pelas praCas buscarei aquele a quem ama a minha alma; busquei-o, e nAo o achei. Vistes aquele a quem ama a minha alma? Logo achei aquele a quem ama a minha alma; detive-o, atE que o introduzi em casa de minha mAe, na cAmara daquela que me gerou. Conjuro-vos, oh filhas de JerusalEm, pelas gazelas e cervas do campo, que nAo acordeis, nem desperteis o meu amor, atE que queira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem eh esta que sobe do deserto, como colunas de fumo, perfumada de mirra, de incenso, e de toda a sorte de pOs aromAticos? Eis que Es formosa, amiga minha, eis que Es formosa; os teus olhos sAo como os das pombas entre as tuas tranCas; o teu cabelo eh como o rebanho de cabras que pastam no monte de Gileade. Os teus dentes sAo como o rebanho das ovelhas tosquiadas, que sobem do lavadouro, e das quais todas produzem gEmeos, e nenhum ha estEril entre elas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lAbios sAo como um fio de escarlate, e o teu falar eh doce; a tua fronte eh qual pedaCo de romA entre as tuas tranCas. O teu pescoCo eh como a torre de Davi, edificada para pendurar armas. Os teus dois peitos sAo como dois filhos gEmeos da gazela, que se apascentam entre os lirios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes que refresque o dia, e caiam as sombras, irei ao monte da mirra e ao outeiro do incenso. Tu Es formosa, amiga minha, e em ti nAo hA mancha. Vem comigo do Libano, minha esposa, vem comigo do Libano. Tiraste-me o coraCAo, minha irmA, minha esposa. Tiraste-me o coraCAo com um dos teus olhos, com um colar do teu pescoCo. Que belos sAo os teus amores, irmA minha! Oh esposa minha! Quanto melhores sAo os teus amores do que o vinho, e o aroma dos seus bAlsamos do que o de todas as especiarias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favos de mel manam dos teus lAbios, oh minha esposa. Mel e leite estAo debaixo da tua lingua, e o cheiro dos teus vestidos eh como o cheiro do Libano. Jardim fechado Es tu, irmA minha, esposa minha, manancial fechado, fonte selada. Es a fonte dos jardins, poCo das Aguas vivas, que correm do Libano. Levanta-te, vento norte, e vem tu, vento sul; assopra no meu jardim, para que se derramem os seus aromas. Ah! se viesse o meu amado para o seu jardim, e comesse os seus frutos excelentes!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ja vim para o meu jardim, irmA minha, minha esposa; colhi a minha mirra com o meu mel, bebi o meu vinho com o meu leite; comei, amigos, bebei abundantemente, oh amados. Eu dormia, mas o meu coraCAo velava; eis a voz do meu amado, que estava batendo; abre-me, irmA minha, amiga minha, pomba minha, minha imaculada, porque a minha cabeCa estA cheia de orvalho, os meus cabelos das gotas da noite. Jah despi os meus vestidos; como os tornarei a vestir? Jah lavei os meus pEs; como os tornarei a sujar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O meu amado meteu a sua mAo pela fresta da porta, e as minhas entranhas estremeceram, por amor dele. Eu me levantei para abrir ao meu amado, e as minhas mAos distilavam mirra, e os meus dedos gotejavam mirra sobre as aldrabas da fechadura. Eu abri ao meu amado, mas jah o meu amado se tinha retirado,e se tinha ido. A minha alma tinha-se derretido quando ele falara; busquei-o e nAo o achei; chamei-o, e não me respondeu. Acharam-me os guardas que rondavam pela cidade; espancaram-me, feriram-me, tiraram-me o meu manto e os guardas dos muros. Conjuro-vos, oh filhas de JerusalEm, que, se achardes o meu amado lhe digais que estou enferma de amor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que eh o teu amado mais do que outro amado, oh tu, a mais formosa entre as mulheres? Que eh o teu amado mais do que outro amado, que tanto nos conjuraste? O meu amado eh alvo e rosado; o primeiro entre dez mil. A sua cabeCa eh como o ouro mais apurado, e os seus cabelos sAo crespos, pretos como o corvo. Os seus olhos sAo como os das pombas junto as correntes das Aguas, lavados em leite, postos em engaste. As suas faces sAo como um canteiro de bAlsamo, como colinas de ervas aromAticas. Os seus lAbios sAo como lirios que gotejam mirra. As suas mAos sAo como anEis de ouro que tEm engastadas as turquesas. O seu ventre eh como alvo marfim, coberto de safiras. As suas pernas sAo como colunas de mArmore, fundadas sobre base de ouro puro. O seu parecer eh como o Libano, excelente como os cedros. A sua boca eh muitissimo doce; ele eh totalmente desejAvel. Tal eh o meu amado, e tal o meu amigo, oh filhas de JerusalEm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para onde foi o teu amado, oh mais formosa entre as mulheres? Que direCAo tomou o teu amado, e o buscaremos contigo? O meu amado desceu ao seu jardim, aos canteiros de bAlsamo, para se alimentar nos jardins e para colher os lirios. Eu sou do meu amado, e o meu amado eh meu; ele se alimenta entre os lirios".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Formosa Es, amada minha, como Tirza, adorAvel como JerusalEm, imponente como um exErcito com bandeiras. Desvia de mim os teus olhos; eles me perturbam. O teu cabelo eh como o rebanho das cabras que pastam em Gileade. Os teus dentes sAo como o rebanho de ovelhas que sobem do lavadouro, e das quais todas produzem gEmeos, e nAo ha estEril entre elas. Como um pedaCo de romA, assim sAo as tuas faces por detrAs do teu vEu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"QuAo formosos sAo os teus pEs nos sapatos, oh filha do prIncipe! As voltas das tuas coxas sAo como jOias, trabalhadas por mAos de artista. O teu umbigo eh como uma taCa redonda a que nAo falta bebida. O teu ventre eh como monte de trigo, cercado de lIrios. Os teus dois seios sAo como dois filhos gêmeos da gazela. O teu pescoCo eh como a torre de marfim. Os teus olhos sAo como as piscinas de Hesbom, junto a porta de Bate-Rabim. O teu nariz eh como a torre do Libano, que olha para Damasco. A tua cabeCa eh como o monte Carmelo. Os cabelos da tua cabeCa sAo como a pUrpura; o rei estA preso pelas suas tranCas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"QuAo formosa, e quAo adorAvel Es, oh amor em delicias! A tua estatura eh semelhante a palmeira, e os teus seios aos cachos de uvas. Diria eu: subirei a palmeira; pegarei em seus frutos. Sejam os teus seios como os cachos da vide, e o aroma da tua respiraoCA como o das maCAs, e os teus beijos como o bom vinho para o meu amado, que se bebe suavemente, e faz com que falem os lAbios dos que dormem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sou do meu amado, e ele me tem afeiCAo. Vem, oh meu amado, saiamos aos campos, passemos as noites nas aldeias. Levantemo-nos de manhA para irmos as vinhas, vejamos se florescem as vides, se abre a flor, se jA brotam as romeiras; ali te darei o meu grande amor. As mandrAgoras exalam perfume, e as nossas portas ha toda sorte de excelentes frutos, novos e velhos, que guardei para ti, oh amado meu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"POe-me como selo sobre o teu coraCAo, como selo sobre o teu braCo, porque o amor eh forte como a morte, e duro como a sepultura o ciUme. As suas brasas sAo brasas de fogo, como as labaredas do Senhor. As muitas Aguas nAo poderiam apagar este amor, nem os rios afogA-lo. Ainda que alguEm desse todos os bens da sua casa por este amor, seria de todo desprezado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vem depressa, amado meu, e faze-te semelhante ao gamo ou ao filho das gazelas sobre os montes dos aromas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-114027965385389469?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/114027965385389469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=114027965385389469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114027965385389469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/114027965385389469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/02/poesia-de-deus.html' title='POESIA DE DEUS'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113855938073438698</id><published>2006-01-29T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:49:39.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLU</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="194" hspace="10" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/320/fluu.jpg" width="181" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que eu nunca escrevi nada no domingo, deixa eu verificar por aki.&lt;br /&gt;A nao ser por conta dessa gripe horriiivel. Acho que foi por eu ter reclamada duma sujeita lah do meu trabalho hahahaha tah vendo aih! MURMURA!!! hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;Dor de gargante.&lt;br /&gt;Dor de cabeca.&lt;br /&gt;Dor no corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Febre.&lt;br /&gt;E... uma voz de "taquara raxada" eh o que me sobrou hahahah algo tipo... um pato fanho e rouco. Eh melhor de entender agora?? ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Infelismente nao fui ao trabalho de evangelismo hoje. Qse apanhei por insistir que deveria ir. Infelismente ele foi sem mim, poxa a minha metade da laranja foi sem mim. Horrivel essa gripe. Eu nunca tenho N-A-D-A duenca N-E-N-H-U-M-A! Mas qd tenho uma gripinha me poe de cama.. ecow...!&lt;br /&gt;Esta nas maos do PAI. ELE sabe o que eh melhor pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem resolvemos mts coisas do nosso ministerio e estou muuuuuuuuuito feliz esperando tudo comecar a contecer pra Honra e Gloria de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre soube que receber ajuda de qq forma eh mt bom. Mas ajudar e trazer sorriso a alguem...conforto do CEU... uuuuuuuuuiiiiiii fala serio!! Eh melhor ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir util, saber que somos soldados do ARMY do Senhor! Isso me faz feliz; mesmo aki, repousando na cama esperando essa febre passar.&lt;br /&gt;Que tds tenham uma semana abencoada.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113855938073438698?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113855938073438698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113855938073438698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113855938073438698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113855938073438698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/01/flu.html' title='FLU'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113788013966417041</id><published>2006-01-21T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:23:31.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus destroi seus inimigos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;O poder dos filhos de Deus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/320/servo-d-Deus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois eis que teus inimigos, Senhor, eis que os teus inimigos perecerao; serao dispersos todos os que praticam a iniquidade. (Salmos 92:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LORD YOUR GOD IS WITH YOU WHEREVER YOU GO. (Joshua 1:9)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai um trexim de uma musica que eu cantei a semana toooooodinha, eu sou assim mesmo hahahaha , escuto o mesmo cd milhoes de vezes ate enjoar hahahah &lt;br /&gt;Deus tem falado comigo da grandiosidade DELE durante toda a semana. &lt;br /&gt;Eh algo assim... que nao posso entender mt bem pq a dimensao eh grd demais. Entao... so posso ficar apaixonada por ele cada dia mais. Deus tem sido maravilho pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Louve, exalte, adore, ergua a voz e ofereca honra e Gloria&lt;br /&gt;Para aquEle te livra da fornalha. Ele eh aquele que te guarda&lt;br /&gt;Ateh na cova dos leoes e abencoa tua vida. Ele acalma tempestade...&lt;br /&gt;Entao louve...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;Cassiane - Louve Sempre&lt;/font size = 1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113788013966417041?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113788013966417041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113788013966417041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113788013966417041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113788013966417041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/01/deus-destroi-seus-inimigos.html' title='Deus destroi seus inimigos.'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113753612391378855</id><published>2006-01-17T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:22:17.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Could you hold on a second, please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All agents are current assisting another guests, but if you stay on the line we will be happy to assist you.&lt;br /&gt;Ou se kiser deixe seu recado apos o sinal. AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;To qse doida! Mt trabalho e pouco dinheiro hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Deixem seus recadinhos pleeeeeeease, a "pioua" aqui agradece.&lt;br /&gt;E mais... ainda tenho que tirar essa musiquinha de Natal, aiai outro dia fa co isso.&lt;br /&gt;Comecei bem 2006 hein!&lt;br /&gt;Ai mamae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;Do dicionario Angeliques da lingua portuguesa: pioua= feminino de "peao"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font size = 1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113753612391378855?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113753612391378855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113753612391378855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113753612391378855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113753612391378855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2006/01/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113590604456313276</id><published>2005-12-29T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:01:41.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't There Anyone Who Knows What Christmas is All About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Isn't There Anyone Who Knows What Christmas is All About? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shepherds and the Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/presente4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.&lt;br /&gt;And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.&lt;br /&gt;And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.&lt;br /&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,&lt;strong&gt; Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 2:8-14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113590604456313276?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113590604456313276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113590604456313276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113590604456313276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113590604456313276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/isnt-there-anyone-who-knows-what.html' title='Isn&apos;t There Anyone Who Knows What Christmas is All About?'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113590485739208198</id><published>2005-12-29T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:49:19.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta ao Papai Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Carta ao Papai Noel:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/noel3.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/noel3.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kerido Papai NoEu:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu qeuria ganhA um joginho espasiau de prezente de natau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho cido um boum minino neste ano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ti adoro, Marco.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Marco:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua ortografia E excelente!!!! Parece um Indio escrevendo...Definitivamente terA uma brilhante carreira na vida...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como auxiliar de pedreiro!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem certeza que vocE nAo prefere um livro de portuguEs? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quanto ao joguinho espacial, darei ao seu irmAo, pelo menos ele sabe escrever!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um abraço, Papai Noel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! &lt;a href="http://sograficos.sites.uol.com.br/emoctions_arquivos/1C38B7.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/papai_noel.1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Papai Noel:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero uma bike, um nintendo, um computador, uma caixa de Lego, um cachorrinho, um ponei e uma guitarra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com carinho, TibUrcio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido "T I B U R C I O"???:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais alguma coisa???? Quem foi o infeliz que te deu este nome? Huahuahuahuahua!!!! Na verdade vocE nAo quer porcaria nenhuma nAo E mesmo??? PorEm tenho uma sugestAo... Que tal trocar de nome?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papai Noel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sograficos.sites.uol.com.br/emoctions_arquivos/1C38B7.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Papai Noel:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por favor!!! Por favor!!! Por Favor!!! Por favor!!! DA um cachorrinho pra mim!!! Por favor!!! Por favor!!! Por favor!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com imploraCAo, Juninho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Juninho!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esse tipo de imploraCAo funciona melhor com os seus pais, jA que vocE E adotado (ops falei!!! agora jA era) e eles te toleram demais... JA comigo nAo funciona... Comigo o buraco E mais embaixo... Pare de ser mala!!! Vou te dar mais outro pijama!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papai Noel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113590485739208198?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113590485739208198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113590485739208198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113590485739208198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113590485739208198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/carta-ao-papai-noel.html' title='Carta ao Papai Noel'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113458900446019817</id><published>2005-12-14T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:59:12.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK! PINK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PINK! PINK!PINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ui acho que errei na mao! Tudo mt rosadao!&lt;br /&gt;It's too much pink.&lt;br /&gt;Ecow!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113458900446019817?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113458900446019817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113458900446019817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113458900446019817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113458900446019817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/pink-pink.html' title='PINK! PINK!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113457612543349891</id><published>2005-12-14T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T08:14:52.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POPOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mais um livramento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Popow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu, linda e bela feliz e sorridente. Ops... para tudo! Nao! Eu nao estava linda, bela feliz e sorridente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava meio aborrecida e desconfiada, escutei um papo meio estranho, e fikei com a pulga atraz da orelha &lt;em&gt;"estao falando de mim..."&lt;/em&gt; mas... dei uma de "que nao sei nem do que eh" e talz, mas a gente se ofende e fica pensando, (adultos feios e mauvados, pq eh tao bom ser uma inocente crianca? WHATEVER!!!)&lt;br /&gt;E eu fui.&lt;br /&gt;Estava indo pra casitcha, dirigia por alguns minutos, do meu trabalho pra minha casa sao uns minutinhos consideraveis.&lt;br /&gt;Pensava naquilo... pensava, pensava e pensava...aquilo me aborreceu muito.&lt;br /&gt;Parei no sinal Vineland com Conroy rd.&lt;br /&gt;O louvor ligadinho no carritcho nunca dirijo sem musica. Som baixinho eu estava borocoxoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will Celebrate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will celebrate, sing unto the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing to the Lord a new song I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will celebrate, sing unto the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing to the Lord a new song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my heart rejoicing within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my mind focussed on Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my hands raised to the heavens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am, worshipping Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at red light of course. E qd eu estava esperando pela green light o Espirito Santo de Deus falou ao meu coracao: &lt;strong&gt;Porque vc esta assim?? Louve! Louve agora! Voce eh salva! Jesus te ama e cuida de vc todo tempo. De Glorias a Deus porque tudo esta em ordem na sua vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi como um balde de agua fria naquela seta do maligno. Eu mudei completamente acho ate que meu rosto mudou. HAHAHAHA Fiquei ate mais loura hahahahaha Deus eh bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu demoro pra contar isso, pra poder ser detalhista, mas foi coisa de minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passei como som altissississiiiiiiissimo, nem percebi que o peh estava pesado, "acho" que estava a 40 mph numa rua de 35 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sabe... foi balsamo do ceu que eu recebi qd abri minha boca pra louvar que... soh Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando de repente quem eu vejo na calcada todo apagado soh com a pistolinha controlando a speed de todos e doido pra multar e acender aquelas luzinhas tooooooda que te deixa nervosinha, ai ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/popo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/popo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ele mesmo! O Daddy! O dono da casa... ai ai ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ui, ui, ui eu era a primeira da fila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASSEI! PASSEI DIRETOOOWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dei aquela miradinha basica no retrovisor e lah estava. O daddy parou o segundo ou terceiro carro que vinha depois de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu jah estava ensaiando a minha fala.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele dialogo decorado: Driver licenses please.&lt;br /&gt;A senhora sabe pq esta tomando esse ticket?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm really sorry sir, I know I was so exited e acho que meu peh estava meio pesadinho neh mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;E ainda perguntava se ele conhecia esse som. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Agora parece ate engracado, mas esse foi o pensamento que Deus me deu naquele momento. Nao esquecendo de aproveitar a "deixa" e falar de DEUS pra ele, e vai que eu consigo mais uma vida pra Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus me fez entender que eu tinha que entender aquilo tudo que passou antes, que deveria LOUVAR E RECONHECER QUE ELE EH NA MINHA VIDA e assim foi mais um livramento, eu abri a boca, perdoe e esqueci aquees rumores, parei de mastigar aquilo na minha mente e pronto! Deus eh maior que tudo, nao deu outro, o Daddy parou o segundo carro que vinha depois de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Aih eu te pergunto pq ele nao me parou???&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava em high speed.&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113457612543349891?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113457612543349891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113457612543349891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113457612543349891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113457612543349891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/popow.html' title='POPOW'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113397922901457775</id><published>2005-12-07T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T10:13:49.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingles eh mt facil</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ingles eh muito facil!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou "daquelas" que qd recebe e-mail corre pra olhar o tamanho do e-mail e quem enviou, &lt;em&gt;and that's it&lt;/em&gt;! Se passa de 2kb eu sei que eh bobeira nem abro hahahahah mas como gracas ao Deus Todo Poderoso eu tenho algumas amigas.... e, e, e, e, e (se nao eu apanho) faco a selecao de ler seus e-mail ou nao&lt;em&gt;(se ela ler isso vai me matar hahahahah) &lt;/em&gt;entao, recebi isso duma amiga e dei boas risadas.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh e por falar em amiga tem mais um bloguim na minha lista, veja &lt;a href="http://nessaketgat.zip.net"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visando facilitar o seu desenvolvimento intelectual, estamos enviando um curso de inglEs rapido e facil. Em questao de minutos, voce estara em pontode bala para conversar com qualquer pessoa, no idioma ingles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Modulo basico:&lt;br /&gt;"Tres bruxas olham tres relogios Swatch. Qual bruxa olha qual relogio?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora em ingles:&lt;br /&gt;Three witches watch three Swatch watches. Which witch watch which Swatchwatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Modulo avancado:&lt;br /&gt;"Tres bruxas travestidas olham os botoes de tres relogios Swatch. Qual bruxatravestida olha os botoes de qual relogio Swatch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora repita tudo em Ingles e em voz alta:&lt;br /&gt;Three switched witches watch three Swatch watch switches. Which switchedwitch watch which Swatch watch switch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viu? Eh facil ou nao eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113397922901457775?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113397922901457775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113397922901457775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113397922901457775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113397922901457775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/ingles-eh-mt-facil.html' title='Ingles eh mt facil'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113397849463759890</id><published>2005-12-07T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T10:35:33.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Of Elijah</title><content type='html'>Vamos cantar outra vez... ultimamente tenho estado numa "fisurazinha" por musica nao sei se jah deu pra perceber hahahahah acho que sim. Jah deu neh? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Days Of Elijah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of Elijah,&lt;br /&gt;Declaring the word of the Lord:&lt;br /&gt;And these are the days of Your servant Moses,&lt;br /&gt;Righteousness being restored.&lt;br /&gt;And though these are days of great trial,&lt;br /&gt;Of famine and darkness and sword,&lt;br /&gt;Still, we are the voice in the desert crying&lt;br /&gt;'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Behold He comes riding on the clouds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of Ezekiel,&lt;br /&gt;The dry bones becoming as flesh;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the days of Your servant David,&lt;br /&gt;Rebuilding a temple of praise.&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of the harvest,&lt;br /&gt;The fields are as white in Your world,&lt;br /&gt;And we are the labourers in Your vineyard,&lt;br /&gt;Declaring the word of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no God like Jehovah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no God like Jehovah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113397849463759890?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113397849463759890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113397849463759890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113397849463759890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113397849463759890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/12/days-of-elijah.html' title='Days Of Elijah'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113323804322813696</id><published>2005-11-28T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:20:43.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When God Made You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/monday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: none; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px" height="38" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/monday.gif" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When God Made You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always been a mystery to me,&lt;br /&gt;How two hearts can come together,&lt;br /&gt;And love can last forever.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I have found you I believe,&lt;br /&gt;That a miracle has come when God sends the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;So gone are all my questions about why,&lt;br /&gt;And i've never been so sure of anything in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wonder what God was thinking,when he created you.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if He knew everything I would need,&lt;br /&gt;Because he made all my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;When God made you, He must have been thinking about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo ooo,I promise that wherever you may go, wherever life may lead you,&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I'll be there too.&lt;br /&gt;And from this moment on I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;I'll let nothing come between us, and I will love the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;So gone are all my questions about why about why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wonder what God was thinking when he created you,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if He knew everythin I would need,&lt;br /&gt;Because He made all my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;When God made you He must've been thinking about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made the sun He made the moon,&lt;br /&gt;To harmonize a perfect tune,&lt;br /&gt;One can't do without the other they just have to be together.&lt;br /&gt;And that is how I know its true,&lt;br /&gt;Your for me and i'm for you and my world&lt;br /&gt;Just cant be right without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have heard every prayer I've been praying&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying He must've knew everything I would need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made you, He must've been thinking about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai, a,i eu to tao romantica hoje, vamos cantar, vamos...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks GOD, Thank Lord Jesus for everything have you been blessing in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113323804322813696?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113323804322813696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113323804322813696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113323804322813696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113323804322813696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-god-made-you.html' title='When God Made You'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113307671788198098</id><published>2005-11-26T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:33:26.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serah que passei?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Serah que passei no teste?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/calor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/calor.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu suei viu! Mas saiu...Serah que passei no teste do primeiro template feito por mim mesma? hahahahahahah vamos ver no que deu esta "arte".&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-113307671788198098?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113307671788198098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113307671788198098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113307671788198098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113307671788198098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/11/serah-que-passei.html' title='Serah que passei?'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-113024661009427231</id><published>2005-10-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:23:30.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Receita para uma otima segunda feira:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/a-sos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/320/a-sos.jpg" 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/11390188-113024661009427231?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/113024661009427231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=113024661009427231&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113024661009427231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/113024661009427231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/10/receita-para-uma-otima-segunda-feira.html' title='Receita para uma otima segunda feira:'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112921858325312770</id><published>2005-10-13T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:57:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O PAiS DEIXARAH DE TER AMARRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O Pais deixarah de ter amarras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelismente eh a nossa realidade, bonitas palavras do meu CUNHADINHO Jr. Eh isso aih brother, nos precisamos ser livre a cada dia mais, em Cristo Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;E pra quem nao sabe o que esta passando no nosso BRAZIL atualize suas agendas meu povo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/junior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/320/junior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;O PAIS DEIXARA DE TER AMARRAS&lt;/b&gt;(IMPORTANTE) 10/12/2005 11:51 AM E com noticias como esta, que podemos ver que o Senhor tem abencoado este nosso pais,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112921858325312770?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112921858325312770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112921858325312770&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112921858325312770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112921858325312770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-pais-deixarah-de-ter-amarras.html' title='O PAiS DEIXARAH DE TER AMARRAS'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112908834676338112</id><published>2005-10-11T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T15:01:07.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe I'm always curious, heheheh so... like says a Brazilian proverb, "like who doesn’t want anything" I was posting when I saw the link: "&lt;strong&gt;2 friends online"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heyyy!! Who are you? Leave a comment please :) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/tchauzinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/tchauzinho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to looking for more sources to decorate my blog and discover who are my readers. Hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHH I gotcha ya!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you, all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh Eu to sempre curiosa, bem... como diz o ditado: "estava eu como quem nao quer nada" postando quando eu quando vi o link: &lt;strong&gt;"2 amigos online"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hei! Quem e vc? Deixe comentarios por favor&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/tchauzinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/tchauzinho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E.. acho que eh hora de buscar mais meios de decorar meu blog e descobrir quem sao meus leitores. HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEH Te peguei!!!&lt;br /&gt;Deus abencoe a todos voces!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112908834676338112?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112908834676338112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112908834676338112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112908834676338112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112908834676338112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/10/online.html' title='Online'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112908769983026705</id><published>2005-10-11T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:24:33.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEUS do impossivel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEUS do impossivel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O meu DEUS eh o DEUS do impossivel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jeovah Gire o grande El Shadai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que abriu o mar vermelho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E ao seu povo fez passar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que da rocha agua limpa fez brotar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O meu DEUS e o DEUS do impossevel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que liberta encarcerados das prisoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Faz da esteril mae de filhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Restaura a alma dos feridos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E dilata o amor nos coracoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que da vista aos cegos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E aos surdos faz ouvir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Faz a tempestade se acalmar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Andou por sobre o mar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E aos mudos fez falar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Paraliticos e coxos fez andar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O meu DEUS eh o DEUS do impossivel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eh o mesmo hoje e sempre ha de ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O meu DEUS eh o DEUS do impossivel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E farah o impossivel pra voce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E farah o impossivel pra voce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112908769983026705?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112908769983026705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112908769983026705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112908769983026705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112908769983026705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/10/deus-do-impossivel.html' title='DEUS do impossivel'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112820672779525585</id><published>2005-10-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T22:18:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God is Good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/god_is_good.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/god_is_good.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every good gift and every perfect gift is from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. (James 1:17)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: "I will celebrate, singing to the Lord, singing to the Lord a new song!”&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with my godmother and my godfather. I really didn't know that I like them a lot. Do you know when you speak with somebody and this person brings you remembrance of your childhood? Was like that, his way, his voice, and his happiness talking to me…&lt;br /&gt;We had a few moments together but was pretty important to me.&lt;br /&gt;At his house used to have huge bookstand, I didn’t know exactly how to read, I was a little girl, but he came to me and asked: Do you like to see that one? (of course I couldn’t reach that book on the 3rd shelf I was approximately 6 years old –I don’t remember exactly)&lt;br /&gt;He took that book for me and was like a magical moment, the book cover had a picture of the three little pigs (one kind of 3D), was amazing! My eyes were shining. I remember my happiness at that time.&lt;br /&gt;My godfather, ooohhh thank you Jesus for his life. I know that God has a tremendous purpose in his life.&lt;br /&gt;I felt me voice different when I spoke with him, almost crying and laughing at the same time, we really had such great minutes (by the phone-giggling) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I will tell you: GOD is GOOD and always is blessing a few, tiny, bit things of life.Simple moments of life are very important for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every good gift and every perfect gift is from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. (James 1:17)&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/11390188-112820672779525585?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112820672779525585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112820672779525585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112820672779525585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112820672779525585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/10/god-is-good.html' title='God is Good!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112810655762749537</id><published>2005-09-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:05:37.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor move o coracao de Deus</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;O amor move o coracao de Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há pessoas que conhecem o amor de Deus, mas vivem excluídos dele &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O dicionário define a palavra “amor” como: querer bem, ter uma afeição por outra pessoa. Porém, vamos observar também a definição da palavra “amor” segundo a Palavra de Deus: Deus é amor (1Jo. 4.8); seu amor é a base da Aliança, o fundamento de sua fidelidade (Jr. 31.3) e a razão da eleição do seu povo (Dt. 7.7-8); Cristo é a maior expressão do amor de Deus pela humanidade (Jo. 3.16); o Espírito Santo derrama o amor no coração dos salvos (Rm. 5.5); o amor é a mais elevada qualidade cristã (1Co. 13.13), devendo nortear todas as relações da vida com o próximo e com Deus (Mt. 22.37-39); esse amor envolve consagração a Deus (Jo. 14.15) e total confiança nele (1Jo. 4.17); incluindo compaixão pelos inimigos (Mt. 5.43-48; 1Jo 4.20); sacrifício em favor dos necessitados (Ef. 5.2; 1Jo. 3.16). (Fonte: Dicionário da Bíblia de Estudo Almeida.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir destes significados, temos uma base de como o amor está totalmente ligado a Deus. Não tem como crer que vivamos com Deus senão amamos. Isso não quer dizer que se você ama alguém, você tem Deus. Complicou? Não é difícil esclarecer esta questão. Lembro-me bem de quando Deus começou a falar comigo sobre o amor. Em minhas orações, pedia a Deus que me ensinasse a amar com o seu amor. Aquele amor de entrega, no qual Jesus foi a prova viva desse amor! Isso é você ter o amor de Deus e viver com ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é o dom supremo (1Co. 13.1-13). O primeiro fruto do Espírito é o amor (Gl. 5.22). É tão difícil ver tantas pessoas sofrendo sem conhecer o amor de Deus, contudo, mais difícil ainda é ver pessoas que já conhecem esse amor, mas vivem excluídos dele. Tantos irmãos nossos vivendo feridos e machucados ao nosso redor, e o que fazemos? Você anseia ter Deus como seu companheiro? Então comece a amar, pois o amor move o coração de Deus. Creio que muitas aflições pelas quais passamos em nosso dia-a-dia acabarão quando começarmos a praticar o amor. Muita sede e fome de Deus também serão saciadas quando Jesus for o nosso amor maior. Temos que viver com isto em nossos corações: que o amor move o coração de Deus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos um tempo no qual só o verdadeiro amor resistirá a tudo, sendo assim, busquemos mais de Deus, busquemos nele o amor, e não em nós mesmos! Ore neste momento: “Pai, não tenho como expressar minha gratidão por este amor que o Senhor tem por mim. Peço que, em nome de Jesus, derrame sobre mim o seu amor. Que a partir de agora, queime em mim o seu verdadeiro amor, me ensinando a demonstrar através de meus atos que o seu amor me transformou. Obrigado por me amar!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mensagem retirado do site Lagoinha.com&lt;br /&gt;Por Jonatas Pereira – Igreja Vida Nova – Criciúma/SC &lt;br /&gt;Colaborador do portal Lagoinha.com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112810655762749537?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112810655762749537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112810655762749537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112810655762749537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112810655762749537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-amor-move-o-coracao-de-deus.html' title='O amor move o coracao de Deus'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112810566217021947</id><published>2005-09-30T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:06:21.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call HIM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Call HIM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/yellow-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/yellow-flower.jpg" 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/11390188-112810566217021947?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112810566217021947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112810566217021947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112810566217021947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112810566217021947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/call-him.html' title='Call HIM!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112783264697692757</id><published>2005-09-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:10:46.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Without YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/baby-escada2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/400/baby-escada2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't make me go there Lord, if your presence doesn't go with me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112783264697692757?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112783264697692757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112783264697692757&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112783264697692757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112783264697692757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/without-you.html' title='Without YOU!'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112762075207079925</id><published>2005-09-24T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:01:40.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith as a grain of mustard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/grao-mostarda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/grao-mostarda.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.Matthew 17:20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112762075207079925?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112762075207079925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112762075207079925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112762075207079925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112762075207079925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/faith-as-grain-of-mustard.html' title='Faith as a grain of mustard.'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112689531958752068</id><published>2005-09-16T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:31:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why people are so mean?</title><content type='html'>Dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;Well... if I start to think that is easier do the evil things and hurt other people than do good things and go to heaven and make you, and God happy.&lt;br /&gt;If I start to do it... is because I am in the same decadent situation like "them". But thanks God I am different, maybe I am the only one who gets hurt by bad words, by bad thought(if is about me). Better saying: &lt;em&gt;I really don’t care what you think about me!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... as a normal person; I know when someone &lt;em&gt;is/have/are/or...was&lt;/em&gt; intentioned to offend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? The good thing about this is... like says the Brazilian popular proverb: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Living and learning”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows everything...At the end, I was thinking... maybe I deserved that, maybe I opened one vent, maybe my thought was duty, maybe my actions was not testifying that I am good Christian, perhaps I was not keeping to guard over my soul as I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...(stop of "maybe-maybe-maybe") God gave me the word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Todos os seus inimigos&lt;br /&gt;serão derrotados e humilhados;&lt;br /&gt;todos os que lutam contra vocês&lt;br /&gt;serão destruídos e morrerão.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaias 41:11   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Behold, all they that were incensed against thee shall be ashamed and confounded: they shall be as nothing; and they that strive with thee shall perish (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, all those who are angry with you will be made low and put to shame: those desiring to do you wrong will come to nothing and never again be seen. (BBE)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 42:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my eyes was sad. Lets imagine the eyes of God when He looks at down here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112689531958752068?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112689531958752068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112689531958752068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112689531958752068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112689531958752068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-people-are-so-mean.html' title='Why people are so mean?'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112689593006862546</id><published>2005-09-15T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T11:40:07.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>It is all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/bolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(giggling):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112689593006862546?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112689593006862546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112689593006862546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112689593006862546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112689593006862546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-happy-birthday.html' title='My Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112594141943345472</id><published>2005-09-05T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:55:16.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potter's Hand - Darlene Zschech</title><content type='html'>Beautiful Lord, Wonderful Saviour &lt;br /&gt;I know for sure, all of my days are held in your hands, crafted &lt;br /&gt;into your perfect plan &lt;br /&gt;You gently call me into your presence guiding me by Your Holy Spirit &lt;br /&gt;Teach me dear Lord to live all of my life through Your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm captured by Your holy calling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me apart, I know you're drawing me to yourself &lt;br /&gt;Lead me Lord I pray &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me, Mould me, use me, fill me &lt;br /&gt;I give my life to the Potter's hand &lt;br /&gt;Call me, guide me, lead me, walk beside me &lt;br /&gt;I give my life to the Potter's hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gentlly call me into your presence guidin me by your holy spirit &lt;br /&gt;teach me dear lord to live through your eyes &lt;br /&gt;i'm captured by you holy calling &lt;br /&gt;set me apart, I know your drawing me to yourself &lt;br /&gt;lead me lord i pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112594141943345472?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112594141943345472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112594141943345472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112594141943345472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112594141943345472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/potters-hand-darlene-zschech.html' title='The Potter&apos;s Hand - Darlene Zschech'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112584311230088543</id><published>2005-09-04T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T07:11:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo</title><content type='html'>Domingo... dia de mudancas...&lt;br /&gt;(teste)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112584311230088543?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112584311230088543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112584311230088543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112584311230088543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112584311230088543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/domingo.html' title='Domingo'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112640464459579194</id><published>2005-09-03T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:48:15.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh por isso que eu digo...I Have Everything I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;"My God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:19 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN KATRINA'S WAKE&lt;br /&gt;Radio host: No doubt-'End Times' here&lt;br /&gt;'Why would divine Providence want this to happen to us now?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posted: September 1, 2005&lt;br /&gt;11:44 p.m. Eastern&lt;br /&gt;By Joe Kovacs&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 WorldNetDaily.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A national talk-radio host believes the severity of Hurricane Katrina is clear evidence that civilization is now in the "End Times" described in the Bible. &lt;br /&gt;"I don't think there's any doubt," George Noory said this morning on his "Coast to Coast AM" program. "I think we're in it. I really do." &lt;br /&gt;While Noory explained he did not mean an imminent end to all life on Earth, he referred to the book of Revelation in the New Testament, saying current events are &lt;b&gt;"the beginning of the end." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;table align=right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/survivor-katrina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/200/survivor-katrina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=arial size=1&gt;Katrina survivor trudging through deep water with suitcase toward Louisiana Superdome (courtesy: New Orleans Times-Picayune)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot imagine the grief and the horror that the people in Mississippi, Alabama and Louisiana are undergoing," Noory said. "I see it, I hear it, but you know what, unless it happens to you, it really doesn't affect you&lt;br /&gt;"In this particular case, eventually it's going to affect everybody in the United States in some form or fashion. And as you see the price of oil going up, as you see shortages, as you see the price at the grocery store going up, you're going to realize just how serious a tragedy this really is. &lt;br /&gt;"It's time to rethink the priorities of this country first and foremost and I always have in this strange mind I have, I always wonder, why did this have to happen now? Think about that for a moment. If you believe that there are no coincidences, why would this happen? I mean why would divine Providence want this to happen to us now?" &lt;br /&gt;Katrina's storm surge and flooding have some recollecting the post-Christmas tsunami which killed 200,000 people and left up to 5 million in need of basic services in a dozen Indian Ocean nations. &lt;br /&gt;At that time, some people reflected on the End-time warning from the Gospel of Luke, where Jesus stated: &lt;b&gt;"And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring ... ." (Luke 21:25) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112640464459579194?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112640464459579194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112640464459579194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640464459579194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640464459579194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/09/eh-por-isso-que-eu-digoi-have.html' title='Eh por isso que eu digo...I Have Everything I Need'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112640451178529069</id><published>2005-08-20T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:08:31.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Your Love</title><content type='html'>Lord, I come to You, &lt;br /&gt;Let my heart be changed, renewed, &lt;br /&gt;Flowing from the grace, &lt;br /&gt;That I found in You &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I've come to know, &lt;br /&gt;The weaknesses I see in me, &lt;br /&gt;Will be stripped away, &lt;br /&gt;By the power of Your love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close, &lt;br /&gt;Let Your love surround me &lt;br /&gt;Bring me near, &lt;br /&gt;Draw me to Your side &lt;br /&gt;And as I wait, &lt;br /&gt;I'll rise up like the eagle &lt;br /&gt;And I will soar with You, &lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit leads me on &lt;br /&gt;In the power of Your Love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord unveil my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Let me see You face to face &lt;br /&gt;The knowledge of Your love, &lt;br /&gt;As You live in me &lt;br /&gt;Lord renew my mind, &lt;br /&gt;As Your will unfolds in my life &lt;br /&gt;In living every day, &lt;br /&gt;In the power of Your Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112640451178529069?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112640451178529069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112640451178529069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640451178529069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640451178529069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/08/power-of-your-love.html' title='Power of Your Love'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112640388356799757</id><published>2005-08-20T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:58:03.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bondade de Deus</title><content type='html'>Mateus 7:7, 8, 9, 10 e 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedi, e dar-se-vos-á; buscai e encontrareis; batei, e abrir-se-vos-á. Porque aquele que pede recebe; e o que busca encontra; e, ao que bate, se abre. E qual dentre vós é o homem que, pedindo-lhe pão o seu filho, lhe dará uma pedra? E, pedindo-lhe peixe, lhe dará uma serpente? Se, vós, pois, sendo maus, sabeis dar boas coisas aos vossos filhos, quanto mais vosso Pai, que está nos céus, dará bens aos que lhe pedirem? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso tudo para ilustrar mais um capitulo do famoso &lt;strong&gt;Livro de Bencao&lt;/strong&gt;. Estava eu... linda, bela feliz e sorridente no meu trabalhinho, concetradiiissima pq tinha algumas coisas atrasadas pra por em ordem e a diretora (chefa, boss, manager, principal) hahahah por sinal estava lah do meu ladinho, porem tb estava concentrada em alguns assuntos de Banco tinha que fazer alguns depositos e talz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente sem passos e sem som, entra um rapaz e qd eu vejo jah estava de frente a minha mesa dentro do office. Me olhou e por alguns segundos ficou sem voz. &lt;br /&gt;Meu coracao desparou e minha mao gelou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got a vision!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha reacao foi: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. How can I help you sir? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele me respondeu em ingles mesmo...(estranho) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking for English class. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I will help you. What do you prefer, folder in Spanish or Portuguese? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o olhar perdido, meio que olhando tudo ao redor ele disse: &lt;em&gt;Doesn’t matter, it's for a friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt;(muito estranho) &lt;br /&gt;Quando eu perguntei a ele de onde era o amigo dele.. pronto ele desceu do salto... se perdeu... desconversou... criou desculpas... mudou de assunto (Americano querendo aulas de ingles, que estranho). &lt;br /&gt;Nisso minha chefa entrou no assunto e ele perguntou sobre Computer's Class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava G-E-L-A-D-A!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela indicou a ele que fosse a Library, lah tem computer's class e melhor... eh free. &lt;br /&gt;Do mesmo jeito que ele entrou ele saiu, (mansamente, como um gato ladrao) mas com algo interiormente mudado pelo Meu SENHOR: A intensao de fazer o mau! ELE NAO FEZ! Eu nao vi o que Deus fez naquele momento, mas sim eu tive o que eu sempre peco a &lt;strong&gt;Ele&lt;/strong&gt;, que me use, que me de sinais, visoes... e as coisas estao comecando a acontecer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Senhor me mostrou numa visao. Detalhe da coisa : Eu tava ACORDADA! No exato momento da acao... Foi INCRIVEL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi aquele homem puxando um revolver pra mim naquela mesa. &lt;br /&gt;A sensacao de ter que agir naturalmente, para que ele nao percebesse meu pavor, (afinal de contas, ele nao sabia que eu sabia) e ao mesmo tempo confiar no &lt;strong&gt;Senhor&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho certeza absoluta que naquele instante o Anjo que o Senhor deu ordem que andasse todos os dias da minha vida ao meu lado, ligou a sirene e as luzes do ceu brilharam mais do que as luzes das viaturas qd chamamos os Cops usando 911. HAHAHAHHAHA &lt;br /&gt;Gloria a Deus!! Meu Pai eh mais rapido do que 911! &lt;br /&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;Reforco Celestial&lt;/strong&gt; estava ali do meu lado segurando aquele que veio enviado pelo Inimigo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim o home foi embora e nao tocou em nenhum pedacinho de mim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer um poderia dizer que ele veio somente como quem nao quer nada... que negocio de visao que nada... M-A-S, pensem o que quizerem pensar. Deus confirma no meu ser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois fiquei pensando na impossibilidade daquele rapaz de reconhecer que ele era um instrumento do Inimigo de Cristo naquele momento tentando fazer nos o mau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih vc me pergunta; mas porque tudo isso Angelica? EH PRA CONTAR MAIS UMA NO MEU LIVRO DE BENCAO: &lt;strong&gt;Meu livramento. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Senhor confirmou o que eu tenho pedido. Dons, e " usa-me Senhor". &lt;br /&gt;Esse enfrentamento direto com a face do inimigo, foi por raiva, vontade de me fazer para. Mas eu digo mais uma vez, pra quem quizer ouvir: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU SOU DO MEU AMADO E ELE EH MEU! &lt;br /&gt;EU SOU QUERIDINHA DO REI DA GLORIA! &lt;br /&gt;TO VIVA PRA GLORIA DE DEUS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedi, e dar-se-vos-á; buscai e encontrareis&lt;/em&gt; Eu pedi, e Ele tem me dado. Me deu ate a calma necessaria para um momento tao delicado como aquele. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Holy, Holy &lt;br /&gt;The universe declares Your majesty &lt;br /&gt;You are Holy, Holy &lt;br /&gt;Lord of Heaven and Earth  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112640388356799757?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112640388356799757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112640388356799757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640388356799757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640388356799757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/08/bondade-de-deus.html' title='A bondade de Deus'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112640342748424096</id><published>2005-08-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:50:27.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, you're beautiful</title><content type='html'>Jesus, bright as the morning star &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, how can I tell you how beautiful you are to me &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, song that the angel sings &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, dearer to my heart than anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than spring time &lt;br /&gt;Purer than sunshine &lt;br /&gt;Ever my song will be &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you're beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord you are so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, heavenly, beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning star, Lord you are, beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than spring time &lt;br /&gt;Purer than sunshine &lt;br /&gt;Ever my song will be &lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you're beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112640342748424096?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112640342748424096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112640342748424096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640342748424096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640342748424096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/08/jesus-youre-beautiful.html' title='Jesus, you&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11390188.post-112640325618124334</id><published>2005-08-08T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:51:57.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro de Bencaos</title><content type='html'>Bom.. como resolvi... entao.... publicar esse blog, vamos aproveitar para colocar coisas construtivas aqui. Uma vez eu estava(nao me lembro se era na faculdade ou na igreja) pra quem estuda em Universidade Crista, tb aprendo o conteudo didatico e tb aprendo + de Deus... enfim, a professora ou o Pastor daquele dia havia dito que fizessemos um livro com tds as benfeitorias e bencaos de Deus na vida de cada um. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos dizer que a cada dia, como uma agenda; escreveriamos o mover de Deus em nossas vidas. A famosa estoria de "Querido diario" Hoje o Senhor me livrou de um mecanico ladrao.. sei lah... coisas de todo tipo. (mecanico ladrao aconteceu comigo hahaha serio!) Outo dia eu conto. hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixando claro que seria um livro de bencaos e livramentos (ou como vc queira chamar) &lt;br /&gt;O intuito disso tudo seria enchergassemos que o Senhor Jesus e todo exercito celestial NUNCA PARA! Esta sempre zelando por nos, trabalhando em nosso favor. &lt;br /&gt;E PODEMOS VER A GLORIA DE DEUS EM TUDO QUE SE MOVE! &lt;br /&gt;Hoje me lembrei daquele dia... do dia em que eu fui aconselhada a fazer um Livro de Bencao. Acho que eh "Jesus-cidencia"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensei... &lt;br /&gt;Pensei... &lt;br /&gt;...e lembrei do tempo em que eu usava meu talendo e minha criatividade para escrever inutilidades da vida diaria, e andava afastada do meu Salvador, e hoje decidi e ele me ajudou com tudo isso. Vou publicar!!E vou fazer por um bom tempo ate Ele mandar eu parar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje posso escrever no &lt;strong&gt;MEU LIVRO DE BENCAOS &lt;/strong&gt;" Hoje o Senhor Jesus me inspirou a escrever sobre &lt;strong&gt;ELE&lt;/strong&gt; e usar a internet como meio de atingir aqueles que possam estar cegos para a verdade" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lugar preferido de Deus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde Deus vive e como posso encontrá-lo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta pergunta é feita diariamente por milhares de pessoas a todo o momento e em todo o mundo. Pessoas de todas as tribos, línguas e nações desejam saber onde e como encontrar Deus, principalmente em algum momento de grande angústia ou tribulação. Mas, por que muitas vezes, essas pessoas parecem não encontrar Deus? Afinal, terá Deus um lugar preferido de habitação de modo que essas pessoas não o encontrem? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De fato sim, mas não em templos. A Palavra nos ensina que o Senhor não habita em templos feitos por mãos (At. 7.48). Muitas vezes, ocorre de irmos à igreja a fim de “encontrarmos Deus” para ter o descanso e o alívio da nossa alma que tanto precisamos. Fazer isso é muito bom, muito gostoso, mas não é o essencial. Não será isso que nos trará a paz. Jesus nos ensina: “Quem crer em mim, do seu interior fluirão rios de águas vivas.” (João 7.38), esta promessa é para quem crer, porque esse rio é o próprio Jesus. Você consegue imaginar que o criador de tudo pode estar dentro de você? A Palavra nos ensina também que somos o templo do Senhor (1Co. 3.16). O nosso Pai Celestial, não está preocupado em habitar numa tenda, num templo simples ou esplendoroso. Ele é o maior interessado em habitar nos corações em que há a sinceridade e a sede por Deus. Como Jesus ensinou, ao fluir desse rio dentro de você por meio da fé na pessoa dele, saiba que Deus já habita em você. Ele encontrou você primeiro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer Jesus vai além daquilo que vemos, ouvimos ou pensamos. É necessário que a cada dia estejamos nos voltando, nos arrependendo e nos entregando a ele mais e mais. Se quisermos viver livres de nós mesmos e de outras coisas mais, precisamos limpar o nosso coração e pedir a cada dia que o Senhor venha fazer de nós sua morada preferida. Deus quer que sejamos um só com ele, como ele foi com Jesus (João 17.21-23). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, saiba que o seu coração é o lugar preferido de Deus. É nele que o Pai quer fazer morada para transformar a sua vida e TODAS as coisas. O sacrifício na cruz não foi em vão. Por esse sacrifício, a preço de sangue derramado, Jesus escolheu fazer de você o lugar preferido dele. Ele simplesmente escolheu lhe amar incondicionalmente e sem reservas. Abra as portas do seu coração e deixe-o fazer morada de vez na sua vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11390188-112640325618124334?l=morethanwinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/feeds/112640325618124334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11390188&amp;postID=112640325618124334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640325618124334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11390188/posts/default/112640325618124334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanwinner.blogspot.com/2005/08/livro-de-bencaos.html' title='Livro de Bencaos'/><author><name>Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15112886570300297379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3488/922/1600/bolha-de-coracao.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
