<?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-3208668124751938862</id><updated>2011-12-27T15:30:32.889-08:00</updated><category term='A importância do perdão'/><category term='Pedro não se afogou'/><category term='Cântico'/><category term='Ester'/><category term='Adão e Eva'/><category term='Fundo Moral - estórias'/><category term='Os dez Leprosos'/><category term='Filho Pródigo'/><category term='Bichinhos e personagens de rolo de papel higiênico e palito de picolé'/><category term='A moeda perdida'/><category term='Marta e Maria'/><category term='Atividades diversas'/><category term='A nuvenzinha triste'/><category term='Arca de Noé'/><category term='O bom samaritano'/><category term='O cego de Jericó'/><category term='O barquinho'/><category term='Elias'/><category term='Jairo'/><category term='Os dez mandamentos'/><category term='Selinhos que ganhei....'/><category term='Mensagem'/><category term='Multiplicação de pães'/><category term='Zaqueu'/><category term='Daniel'/><category term='Páscoa'/><category term='Torre de Babel'/><category term='Louvor Infantil'/><category term='Ana mãe de Samuel'/><category term='Sinais para estar na presença de Jesus'/><category term='Páscoa contada de uma forma divertida para as crianças'/><category term='Declare a Jesus:Preciso de Ti'/><category term='As duas casas'/><category term='Zé coração'/><category term='Atividade Dia das mães'/><category term='Versículos'/><category term='Pesca maravilhosa'/><category term='Atividades Dia dos Pais'/><category term='Fornalha ardente (amigos de Daniel)'/><category term='A Ovelha Perdida'/><category term='Caim e Abel'/><category term='Jonas e a Baleia'/><category term='Criação do mundo'/><title type='text'>Eu quero caminhar com Jesus...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3510102852485745571</id><published>2011-11-12T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:59:37.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A importância do perdão'/><title type='text'>A importância do perdão</title><content type='html'>A importância do perdão.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas entrou em casa batendo os pés, muito nervoso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Papai, estou com muita raiva. O Rodrigo não podia ter feito aquilo comigo. Ele me humilhou na frente dos meus amigos. Desejo tudo de ruim para ele... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Venha cá, Lucas, vamos até o quintal, quero lhe mostrar uma coisa, disse o pai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai de Lucas pegou um pano branco que tinha guardado, pendurou-o no varal e lhe disse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agora, pegue aquele saco de carvão no celeiro e traga-o aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas trouxe o saco de carvão e o pai lhe explicou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Filho, faz de conta que aquele pano branco é o seu amigo e que cada pedaço de carvão é algo ruim que você deseja a ele. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O menino não entendeu muito, mas começou a atirar os pedaços de carvão no pano branco e gostou da brincadeira. Como o pano estava meio distante, tinha que fazer um bom esforço para o carvão alcançá-lo. Depois que atirou quase todo o saco de carvão, já cansando, foi até onde o pai estava. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Já parou, Lucas? Agora venha aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o pai levou-o até o espelho em seu quarto. Que susto! Só se viam os olhos e os dentes. Estava que era puro carvão, todo sujo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai levou-o de volta até o quintal e lhe disse: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lucas, olhe agora para o pano branco lá no varal. Você só conseguiu fazer alguns riscos nele, mas o carvão sujou você todo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é assim... Por mais que a gente queira prejudicar alguém com os nossos pensamentos, eles são como a fuligem do carvão. Você atira, mas a sujeira fica toda em você. Pouco alcança a outra pessoa. Portanto, perdoar as ofensas faz bem a nós mesmos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte:departamentoinfantilpj.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3510102852485745571?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3510102852485745571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/11/importancia-do-perdao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3510102852485745571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3510102852485745571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/11/importancia-do-perdao.html' title='A importância do perdão'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3797172263386112414</id><published>2011-04-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:36:04.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zé coração'/><title type='text'>Zé Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt;Estes fantoches foram confeccionados pela artesã Rosa Kelly especialmente para esta estória. (site: www.supimpa-artesanatos.myalbum.com.br)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SossgGyQbpI/AAAAAAAABOs/Cs9mdlL5NPc/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt; ou tenda de artesanato&amp;nbsp;no Campo de São Bento -Niterói&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371438376825282466" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s400/Imag023.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o Zé Coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vocês sabem por que ele tem esse nome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É porque o seu rosto tem o formato de coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele é um menino mal humorado, por isso, não tem amigos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele vive triste pelos cantos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele tem olhos tristes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus olhos só vêem o defeito dos seus colegas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não acha nada bonito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para ele, o mundo e a vida são horríveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nada nunca está bom.Ele não se alegra com nada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Qualquer coisa é motivo de choro, reclamação , murmuração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus ouvidos também são tristes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele só gosta de ouvir piadas picantes, indecentes, zombarias e palavrões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Da sua boca, só saem palavrões, mentiras... .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele fala mal de todos, põe defeito nos colegas... ele é malcriado,responde com desrespeito aos professores, aos pais , qualquer pessoa que fale com ele , vem logo uma resposta malcriada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não respeita ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele nunca tem tempo para ajudar alguém. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além disso, ele também só chega atrasado nasaulas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não ta nem aí pra nada,......só pensa nele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus pés, como todo o seu corpo, também é triste . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles vão a lugares que não agradam a Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles costumam ser usados para fazer os colegas tropeçarem e para praticarem coisas más.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E suas mãos? Delas também só sai tristeza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé as usa para roubar coisas de seus colegas ou para bater e machucar alguém . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os professores já não sabem o que fazer com ele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus pais vivem tristes por isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Embora já tenha sido expulso de várias aulas e já tenha freqüentado muitas escolas, Zé Coração não se corrigiu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não toma jeito, não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dia, apareceu em sua escola, um menino chamado Beto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beto era um menino feliz e ao contrário de Zé Coração,gostava de fazer amizades, conversar com todo mundo e principalmente ajudar a quem precisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele era sensível, amigo e por ser muito simpático, Beto logo conquistou a amizade de Zé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E, num instante, Beto já estava falando de Jesus e do amor de Deus para o Zé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele até mostrou um versículo na Bíblia, que dizia:“Porque Deus amou o mundo de tal maneira, que deu o seu filho unigênito, para que todo aquele que n’Ele crê, não pereça, mas tenha a vida eterna.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beto mostrou a Zé Coração, que o amor de Deus por ele e por toda a humanidade havia sido tão grande, que Ele enviou Seu único filho, Jesus Cristo, para morrer numa cruz pelos nossos pecados, nossos erros. E aquele que crer no sacrifício de Jesus não apenas terá vida eterna, mas terá também uma vida com objetivos, uma vida mais feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé Coração sentiu o amor de Deus por ele, reconheceu as coisas erradas que fazia, e ele resolveu entregar sua vida a Jesus Cristo, pedindo-lhe para mudar, totalmente, o seu modo de ser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E Jesus ouviu o pedido de Zé, transformando sua vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora, ele é um menino feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora, Zé Coração tem tempo para ajudar aos outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além disso, ele passou a chegar cedo na escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele fez muitos amigos.Os seus olhos, agora, enxergam o mundo lindo que Deus criou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé, agora, sabe ver as qualidades dos outros . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando ele percebe algum defeito , ele ora ao Senhor para que realize mudanças na vida daquele amigo, assim como o Senhor mudou a vida dele.Ele também gosta de ouvir só coisas boas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os seus ouvidos estão sempre alegres, agora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os seus pés passaram a andar só em lugares que agradam a Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles também são alegres.As suas mãos, agora, vivem dispostas a ajudar os outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E ele já não tira mais nada dos outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suas mãos são alegres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quanto à sua boca, dela, hoje, só saem palavras agradáveis, de estímulo e companheirismo.Hoje, todos notam a transformação que Jesus fez na vida de Zé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus colegas e professores tornaram-se seus amigos e Zé, passou a ter, agora, uma vida repleta de sentido, uma vida cheia de razão, feliz.“Entregue sua vida a Jesus e tenha uma vida transformada, como a vida de Zé Coração.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fonte : escoladominical.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3797172263386112414?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3797172263386112414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/ze-coracao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3797172263386112414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3797172263386112414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/ze-coracao.html' title='Zé Coração'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s72-c/Imag023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3113813698367577936</id><published>2011-04-08T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:49:57.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Páscoa contada de uma forma divertida para as crianças'/><title type='text'>Páscoa contada de uma forma divertida para as crianças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Páscoa contada de uma forma divertida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A passagem à qual a gente normalmente se refere na comemoração da Páscoa não é a do Velho Testamento (na saída do povo do Egito) e sim a do Novo Testamento (celebração desta data pelos judeus). Pois bem, tudo começa quando chegada a época de comemoração da festa dos pães asmos (Festa que foi instituída por Deus em ordem à Moisés e&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Arão em Êxodo 12), os discípulos perguntam a Jesus aonde Ele gostaria de comemorar a Páscoa (Mateus 26:17). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Acontece a direção de Jesus, a preparação e a última ceia. O que eu acho importante enfatizar não é a festa em si, mas o papel de Jesus em nossas vidas que é figurado tanto na festa lá ainda no Egito quanto depois nesta passagem de Mateus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então eu começaria dizendo que toda casa tem uma porta e que a casa de Deus, o paraíso, também tem uma porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Que esta porta tem uma &lt;u&gt;chave&lt;/u&gt; e que a única pessoa que tem a chave desta porta é Jesus. (seria interessante fazer uma demonstração daquilo que estaremos contando, assim podemos começar com uma chave dentro de uma embalagem para eles entenderem e fixarem que "a chave do céu pertence a Jesus", só dá para entrar no céu se Ele abrir a porta para nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Depois diria que Jesus teve que fazer uma coisa muito importante para conseguir esta chave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo começou assim: Deus criou um jardim lindo e criou um casal (Adão e Eva) para viverem, brincarem e tomarem conta do jardim. Disse a eles que eles poderiam comer qualquer fruta de qualquer árvore do jardim. Menos de uma. Mas Adão e Eva desobedeceram e comeram a fruta da única árvore que eles não poderiam comer (mostrar uma outra embalagem com uma maçã dentro). Por causa disso, porque eles desobedeceram, eles ficaram com o coração sujo pelo pecado (outra embalagem com desenho de um coração sujo), e tiveram que deixar o paraíso. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Deus então trancou a porta do paraíso e não deixou mais ninguém entrar porque todos estavam com o coração sujo. E para brincar no Paraíso, o coração precisa estar limpinho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Só que Deus não queria que o paraíso ficasse vazio, Ele queria que os homens voltassem a ficar limpos e brincassem lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mas tinha um problema: a única forma de lavar os corações das pessoas era com o sangue de alguém que nunca tinha pecado, nunca tinha desobedecido a Deus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A única pessoa que poderia fazer isso seria Jesus, que nunca pecou, nunca desobedeceu a Deus. Então Ele se ofereceu a Deus para morrer em nosso lugar, para que a gente pudesse voltar a brincar no Paraíso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E assim foi que Jesus morreu na cruz (outra embalagem com uma cruz dentro), por mim e por você para limpar nossos corações (desenho de coração limpo), para que a gente pudesse voltar a viver com Deus no Paraíso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Agora é que eu acho que vem a parte mais interativa da história, que vai fazer com que eles gravem o que realmente interessa (que Jesus é a nossa "chave" para entrar no céu). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seria legal distribuir para eles pedaços de barbante de tamanho suficiente para fazer pulseirinhas. (Lembrando que tem que caber no pulso da criança e dar nó).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;E cada voluntário ou auxiliar da aulinha seguraria um saco com miçangas (não muito pequenas, nem muito grandes), para distribuir às crianças para que elas mesmas fizessem suas pulseirinhas, nas seguintes cores: branco, preto, verde, vermelho e amarelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aí chega a conclusão da história: volta-se a contar a história desta maneira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Deus criou um jardim lindo chamado de Paraíso (distribui-se a miçanga verde e as crianças colocam na pulseira, sem amarrar ainda) colocou o homem e a mulher para brincarem neste jardim e deu a eles um coração limpinho, sem pecado nenhum (miçanga branca). Mas eles desobedeceram a Deus e pecaram. Aí, o coração deles ficou sujo pelo pecado (miçanga preta) e eles foram expulsos do Paraíso. Deus então trancou a porta do jardim e nenhum de nós pôde mais entrar no Paraíso. Mas Jesus se ofereceu para morrer em nosso lugar e lavar nossos corações com Seu sangue (miçanga vermelha), para a gente poder ir brincar no paraíso de novo. E Ele fez isso. Ele morreu por nós na cruz. Assim, Deus deu a Ele a chave do Paraíso e então quando Jesus abre a porta para nós, nós podemos brincar no jardim de Deus com Ele (miçanga amarela representando a chave). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 49.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aí sim os voluntários ou auxiliares do cultinho podem amarrar as pulseiras e cada criança fica com a história no próprio pulso. Eu já participei de um evento numa creche em que nós utilizamos esse recurso de fazer pulseirinha,e as crianças gostaram muito. Seria bom que a chave do início da história (dentro da embalagem fosse dourada para haver a identificação com a miçanga amarela). Eu acho que assim eles gravam a história e têm a oportunidade de recontar a história quando alguém perguntar ou até mesmo quando eles olharem as pulseirinhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3113813698367577936?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3113813698367577936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/pascoa-contada-de-uma-forma-divertida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3113813698367577936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3113813698367577936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/pascoa-contada-de-uma-forma-divertida.html' title='Páscoa contada de uma forma divertida para as crianças'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3912235770133677690</id><published>2011-04-08T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:33:29.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fornalha ardente (amigos de Daniel)'/><title type='text'>Fornalha ardente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypTHDLTFheQ/TZ9Z1Gwnx1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/p7L-yEJHpCo/s1600/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypTHDLTFheQ/TZ9Z1Gwnx1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/p7L-yEJHpCo/s400/21.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Daniel 1.2 e 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Daniel tinha 3 amigos que se chamavam Sadraque, Mesaque e Abednego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Esses jovens teriam que participar de um programa de 3 meses para se tornarem líderes na Babilônia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Receberam um treinamento muito bom para isso, assim como a melhor alimentação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas Daniel fez um pedido ao seu instrutor. Na verdade ele queria mudar aquela alimentação por vegetais e água. Ele não queria comer uma comida pesada e ficar tomando vinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então, ele falou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Gostaria de fazer uma experiência por 10 dias, eu e meus amigos. Nos alimentaremos apenas de vegetais e água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi3dNCQUxms/TZ885-rduGI/AAAAAAAABcs/OVoELZV8Puo/s1600/a+dieta+de+daniel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi3dNCQUxms/TZ885-rduGI/AAAAAAAABcs/OVoELZV8Puo/s400/a+dieta+de+daniel.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Assim foi feito.Quando passaram os 10 dias, Daniel e seus amigos pareciam ainda mais saudáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nenhum dos outros jovens que estavam naquele treinamento de líderes parecia tão saudável quanto Daniel e seus amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então a dieta deles foi mantida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yWUXaDt6lg/TZ89ApfK9VI/AAAAAAAABc0/z7ZrVeVA7hg/s1600/daniel+e+seus+amigos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yWUXaDt6lg/TZ89ApfK9VI/AAAAAAAABc0/z7ZrVeVA7hg/s400/daniel+e+seus+amigos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com o treinamento, aqueles 4 jovens foram aprendendo e logo ficaram muitos sábios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Daniel possuía uma habilidade muito especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe qual era?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ele interpretava sonhos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando o treinamento acabou os 4 jovens foram levados até o rei Nabucodonosor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O rei logo percebeu que Daniel e seus amigos eram muitos sábios. E eles passaram a ser conselheiros do rei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas numa noite o rei acordou assustado com um sonho que tivera. Mas o rei não conseguia se lembrar do sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Alguns outros conselheiros do rei não conseguiram dizer a ele o que tinha sonhado e muito menos interpretar o sonho esquecido. Então ele ordenou que fossem executados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Daniel orou a Deus pedindo sabedoria e foi ao encontro do rei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lá Daniel contou ao rei sobre seu sonho e disse que significava seu próprio reino acabando e que outro reino passaria a existir. Mas que esse novo reino não teria fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tempos depois, o rei Nabucodonosor mandou construir uma enorme estátua e ordenou que todos se curvassem diante dela. Mas os amigos de Daniel se recusaram, pois sabiam que deveriam se curvar apenas diante de Deus e nunca diante de uma estátua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então, o rei disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Aqueles que não se curvarem diante da estátua serão jogados numa fornalha ardente!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTLwf542nRo/TZ89FFXaDGI/AAAAAAAABc4/lsGLmGrfzLs/s1600/fornalha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTLwf542nRo/TZ89FFXaDGI/AAAAAAAABc4/lsGLmGrfzLs/s400/fornalha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas vocês acham que aqueles 3 amigos de Daniel obedeceram? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não!!!Não obedeceram ao rei, pois sabiam que&amp;nbsp;somente deveriam &amp;nbsp;obedecer a Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O rei, então, mandou que fosse preparada uma fornalha ardente e que Sadraque, Mesaque e Abednego fossem jogados lá dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7q05qTFOU0/TZ8889BOrJI/AAAAAAAABcw/pG_37CVtdPQ/s1600/daniel+e+os+amigos+na+fornalha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7q05qTFOU0/TZ8889BOrJI/AAAAAAAABcw/pG_37CVtdPQ/s400/daniel+e+os+amigos+na+fornalha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas Deus foi fiel a eles, e quando jogados na fornalha, eles não queimaram no fogo.E mais, lá dentro se podia ver mais um homem!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Além dos 3 amigos de Daniel, havia mais um homem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas como pode ser???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então o rei compreendeu que Deus tinha salvo a vida deles e estava com eles lá dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nabucodonosor os promoveu a altos cargos dentro do reino e ordenou que o povo adorasse ao Deus deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que maravilha, não é? Como Deus foi fiel àqueles que não o desobedeceram!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Aplicação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;SABER que somente Deus merece sua adoração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;SENTIR determinação de obedecer a Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;RESPONDER adorando a Deus através de sua obediência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Lembre-se&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; ADORAMOS A DEUS QUANDO RECUSAMOS FAZER COISAS ERRADAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Atividades:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;Quem não obedeceu ao rei? Por quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;O que o rei mandou fazer a Sadraque, Mesaque e Abedenego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;O que aconteceu aos três homens dentro do fogo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;4.Quem estava com eles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;5.Jesus estará com vocês quando vocês recusarem fazer algo errado? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sim. Jesus está com vocês quando vocês escolhem adorá-Lo através da obediência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Para colorir:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHuUFQwcSeU/TZ9L-LxERcI/AAAAAAAABdA/TSgQFDUavkA/s1600/A+FORNALHA+ARDENTE_para+colorir.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHuUFQwcSeU/TZ9L-LxERcI/AAAAAAAABdA/TSgQFDUavkA/s400/A+FORNALHA+ARDENTE_para+colorir.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3912235770133677690?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3912235770133677690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/fornalha-ardente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3912235770133677690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3912235770133677690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/fornalha-ardente.html' title='Fornalha ardente'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypTHDLTFheQ/TZ9Z1Gwnx1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/p7L-yEJHpCo/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7481534022803041431</id><published>2011-04-08T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:23:52.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Torre de Babel'/><title type='text'>Torre de Babel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBjL8QwInU/TZ8te4t9Q1I/AAAAAAAABco/0t_C9DH64jU/s1600/Torre%252520de%252520Babel%2525201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBjL8QwInU/TZ8te4t9Q1I/AAAAAAAABco/0t_C9DH64jU/s400/Torre%252520de%252520Babel%2525201.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gênesis 11.1-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A torre de Babel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Após o grande dilúvio, Noé teve netos e bisnetos. Muitos deles se estabeleceram na terra da&amp;nbsp; Babilônia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O povo daquele lugar começou a planejar a construção de uma grande cidade, com uma torre muito alta que chegasse até o céu. Eles queriam que a torre mostrasse a todo mundo como eles eram poderosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw6ordCVz14/TZ8sfzGlM-I/AAAAAAAABcE/yQs6QYSMEQI/s1600/3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cw6ordCVz14/TZ8sfzGlM-I/AAAAAAAABcE/yQs6QYSMEQI/s400/3a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Então eles disserram:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;"Vamos construir uma cidade e uma torre. Seremos famosos, e não nos separaremos uns dos outros, a torre nos manterá unidos para sempre".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Assim, começaram a preparar tijolos de barro e foram construindo a torre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Isso foi uma desobediência direta às ordens de Deus para que se espalhassem e povoassem a terra. Além do mais, a torre que planejavam construir seria um lugar de adoração ao Sol, à Lua e às estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Eles decidiram adorar a criação e não o Criador.&lt;/span&gt;Mas Deus viu tudo o que eles estavam fazendo. Ele viu o quanto aqueles homens eram orgulhosos, e não gostou nada daquilo.Deus queria que os homens se lembrassem quão grande Ele é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Aí Deus falou&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;:"O povo é um só, e todos falam a mesma língua; assim, podem fazer tudo o que quiserem. Vamos descer e confundir suas palavras; assim um não vai entender o que o outro está dizendo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgITi_OJQhU/TZ8sjDb0gVI/AAAAAAAABcI/9DpJE5adI0o/s1600/3b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgITi_OJQhU/TZ8sjDb0gVI/AAAAAAAABcI/9DpJE5adI0o/s400/3b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Até aquela época, todas as pessoas falavam a mesma língua.De repente, Deus fez com que eles falassem línguas diferentes.Eles não conseguiram mais entender uns aos outros. Assim, o seu projeto de construção teve que ser interrompido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;E foi o que o Senhor fez, e a construção parou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPG5x3U3DgA/TZ8spg1zMwI/AAAAAAAABcM/afkRW8_nWng/s1600/Torre%252520de%252520Babel%2525202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPG5x3U3DgA/TZ8spg1zMwI/AAAAAAAABcM/afkRW8_nWng/s400/Torre%252520de%252520Babel%2525202.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As pessoas espalharam-se por muitas regiões, vivendo em grupos que falavam a mesma língua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A cidade onde estiveram construindo recebeu o nome de Babel, que quer dizer "confusão", porque ali Deus confundiu a língua dos homens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Deus criou diferentes idiomas, obrigando o povo a se espalhar pela terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;Devemos "construir" com Jesus. Devemos pedir sempre a Ele que nos oriente e nos abençoe em nossos projetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Atividades&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(fonte - ebdonline.com.br)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mohlDpdlR50/TZ8s6Vse0rI/AAAAAAAABcU/ubVFrCKONsg/s1600/atividade+torre.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mohlDpdlR50/TZ8s6Vse0rI/AAAAAAAABcU/ubVFrCKONsg/s400/atividade+torre.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCyLorwahcY/TZ8tb2VR-wI/AAAAAAAABcg/ND7nIxXNc1s/s400/atividade+torre+4.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7481534022803041431?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7481534022803041431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/torre-de-babel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7481534022803041431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7481534022803041431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/torre-de-babel.html' title='Torre de Babel'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBjL8QwInU/TZ8te4t9Q1I/AAAAAAAABco/0t_C9DH64jU/s72-c/Torre%252520de%252520Babel%2525201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2771694974565765448</id><published>2011-04-07T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:56:03.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Declare a Jesus:Preciso de Ti'/><title type='text'>Declare a Jesus:Preciso de Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, eu declaro: Preciso de Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Quantos aqui podem dizer que precisam muito de algo para viver bem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Para ficarmos limpos, bem cheirosos, precisamos tomar banho todos os dias, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9OSUkaTJ_8/TZ4TZ7suT_I/AAAAAAAABbc/if9umC0yEhI/s1600/tomando_banho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9OSUkaTJ_8/TZ4TZ7suT_I/AAAAAAAABbc/if9umC0yEhI/s400/tomando_banho.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;E para ficarmos fortes, saudáveis, precisamos de que? De comer bem, nos alimentar direitinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28lXKkCKlC8/TZ4Tv6s-RGI/AAAAAAAABbg/o3X6VtUT9x8/s1600/crianca_comendo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28lXKkCKlC8/TZ4Tv6s-RGI/AAAAAAAABbg/o3X6VtUT9x8/s400/crianca_comendo.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Precisamos ir à escola, estudar, para aprendermos a ler, escrever, a falar bem , fazer contas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvqruv7kYWw/TZ4T3J1nV8I/AAAAAAAABbk/7u9b9FSbvXM/s1600/DiadoEstudante+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvqruv7kYWw/TZ4T3J1nV8I/AAAAAAAABbk/7u9b9FSbvXM/s400/DiadoEstudante+%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Para termos dias mais felizes como criança, também precisamos de algo muito importante, e que é um direito de cada criança. Sabe qual é? Brincar. Sim, precisamos brincar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLcft75VnzA/TZ4T_8iW-yI/AAAAAAAABbo/p2XfcF7Ngrw/s1600/CRIANA%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLcft75VnzA/TZ4T_8iW-yI/AAAAAAAABbo/p2XfcF7Ngrw/s400/CRIANA%257E1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Para estarmos em comunhão com nossos irmãos em Cristo, precisamos ir à Igreja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ7BJ7yDJfc/TZ4UjqIJZBI/AAAAAAAABbs/GN28sRTxcMA/s1600/com+criancas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZ7BJ7yDJfc/TZ4UjqIJZBI/AAAAAAAABbs/GN28sRTxcMA/s400/com+criancas.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Então se fazemos tudo isso, do que mais precisamos??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Na verdade nada disso tem valor se não temos Jesus em nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Precisamos acima de tudo ter Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;E devemos sempre falar isso para Ele em nossas orações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6hDTW-cn3KY/TZ4U-TkF5GI/AAAAAAAABbw/ffzwL1gnfS4/s1600/menina-e-menino-orando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6hDTW-cn3KY/TZ4U-TkF5GI/AAAAAAAABbw/ffzwL1gnfS4/s400/menina-e-menino-orando.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;A Bíblia ensina que primeiro devemos buscar a Jesus e depois, todas as outras coisas nos serão acrescentadas. Isso não significa que você vai deixar de tomar banho, comer, ir a escola, brincar, mas como tudo tem sua hora, também devemos separar um momento do nosso dia para declararmos ao Senhor que precisamos Dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhxip2b3Ias/TZ4VMqQ4j0I/AAAAAAAABb0/8Og5kq-Joq8/s1600/B%25C3%25ADblia+-+a.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhxip2b3Ias/TZ4VMqQ4j0I/AAAAAAAABb0/8Og5kq-Joq8/s320/B%25C3%25ADblia+-+a.BMP" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Esse momento de oração é alimento para nossa vida com Deus. É um momento sagrado, onde com humildade diremos ao Senhor que sem Ele não somos ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Para Deus o que importa mesmo é que você esteja na presença Dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Em 2 Coríntios 5.17 aprendemos que “Quem está unido com Cristo é uma nova pessoa; acabou-se o que era velho, e já chegou o que é novo”. Isso mostra que passamos a ter uma vida nova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando oramos e nos arrependemos de nossos pecados, Jesus limpa nosso coração do pecado e nos deixa com o coração limpo novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYcgXOrzJMk/TZ4Vbbe_uMI/AAAAAAAABb4/ITg4JVx3jpg/s1600/coracao_novo_pq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYcgXOrzJMk/TZ4Vbbe_uMI/AAAAAAAABb4/ITg4JVx3jpg/s400/coracao_novo_pq.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Por isso, assim como você toma banho todo dia, come todo dia, vai à escola, brinca, estuda, você também deve declarar a Jesus que precisa Dele. Todos os dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿Atividade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLGeWVXyV5k/TZ4Vc0xE6aI/AAAAAAAABb8/XKbuLH-87SQ/s1600/CORAO_%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLGeWVXyV5k/TZ4Vc0xE6aI/AAAAAAAABb8/XKbuLH-87SQ/s400/CORAO_%257E1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2771694974565765448?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2771694974565765448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/declare-jesuspreciso-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2771694974565765448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2771694974565765448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/declare-jesuspreciso-de-ti.html' title='Declare a Jesus:Preciso de Ti'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9OSUkaTJ_8/TZ4TZ7suT_I/AAAAAAAABbc/if9umC0yEhI/s72-c/tomando_banho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7039566774580428416</id><published>2011-04-07T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:40:10.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A moeda perdida'/><title type='text'>A moeda perdida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wqs5ScqllGU/TZ3-v6_qluI/AAAAAAAABbQ/BdUqH8JGbnQ/s400/Quem%252520viu%252520a%252520minha%252520moeda%2525202.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3fGNJ4TjfU/TZ3-oG4zQJI/AAAAAAAABbI/KFRZXHHLIsc/s1600/Quem%252520viu%252520a%252520minha%252520moeda%2525204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3fGNJ4TjfU/TZ3-oG4zQJI/AAAAAAAABbI/KFRZXHHLIsc/s400/Quem%252520viu%252520a%252520minha%252520moeda%2525204.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lucas 15.8-10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Versículo-chave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt; "Pois eu digo a vocês que assim também os anjos de Deus se alegrarão por causa de um pecador que se arrepende dos seus pecados."&lt;br /&gt;(Lc 15.10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Uma moeda perdida pode representar uma grande preocupação para aquele que a perdeu, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Imagina se estamos segurando firme uma &amp;nbsp;moeda para comprarmos algo que necessitamos tanto e de repente a perdemos (fazer esta demonstração com moedas, deixando uma se perder no chão).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isso realmente nos faz parar e ir atrás dela....e quando a encontramos ...que alegria!!!!(vamos ver quem encontra a moeda que acabei de perder ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Imagina agora se somos nós esta moeda e de repente começamos a nos distanciar Daquele que é o nosso dono, Daquele que cuida de nós ....Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Esta parábola tem como aplicação a fidelidade do Senhor, mesmo quando nos distanciamos Dele....seja qual for o motivo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lucas 15.8-10 nos ensina que&amp;nbsp;quando uma mulher perde uma moeda, mesmo tendo dez moedas, ela varre a casa, a procura de toda&amp;nbsp;maneira até a encontar e quando a encontra, reúne as amigas e vizinhas, dizendo: "Alegrai-vos comigo, porque achei a dracma que eu tinha perdido". Mas este texto de Lucas também nos ensina que quando &amp;nbsp;um pecador se arrenpende há júbilo diante dos anjos de Deus. Precisamos entender que quando somos a dracma perdida, precisamos voltar para nosso Dono. Ele é fiel e se alegrará com nosso retorno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ele representa a lâmpada que guia nossos passos, a luz que ilumina&amp;nbsp;o nosso caminho.. e se continuarmos perdidos...como veremos a luz?Como acharemos o caminho se estamos distante de Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vejam bem, crianças...imaginem agora se nesta sala falta luz? Alguém vai ver alguma coisa ou ficará tudo escuro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vamos experimentar? ( podemos apagar a luz da sala por um segundo apenas para demonstrar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não vimos nada, não é? Assim é a vida daquele que está distante de Jesus. Tudo fica escuro, triste, e muita vezes ficamos com medo de tudo..de qualquer coisa....porque não estamos olhando para Jesus, estamos apenas olhando para o escuro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas o Senhor é tão fiel que quando voltamos para Ele...seus anjos fazem festa no céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E como podemos voltar para Jesus quando estamos perdidos? A resposta é apenas uma: oração..precisamos pedir ao Senhor perdão pelos nossos pecados e dizer a Ele o quanto precisamos Dele conosco, o quanto queremos andar junto Dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E quando nos entregamos em oração para o Senhor a luz se acende...(nesta hora podemos mais uma vez apagar a luz e acender uma lanterna para melhor demonstração).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E com esta luz podemos caminhar até mesmo se estiver tudo escuro, sabia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Muitas vezes estamos passando por problemas sérios que nos fazem crer estarmos no meio de uma escuridão enorme, problemas em casa, na escola, qualquer coisa que nos deixe muito triste pode representar um caminho escuro que estamos seguindo, mas se orarmos a Deus poderemos caminhar nesta escuridão seguindo a luz que Ele nos dá. A palavra de Deus é lâmpada para guiar nossos passos. Por isso devemos seguir o que nos diz a Bíblia, por isso devemos orar ao Senhor...porque precisamos desta lâmpada em nossos caminhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vamos orar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, pedimos perdão por nossos pecados e declaramos o quanto queremos andar junto de Ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nos guie pelos caminhos que percorremos, nos dê livramento e tenha misericórdia de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Precisamos de Ti, Senhor. Não queremos ficar perdidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Que sua palavra seja lâmpada para nossos pés e que encontremos na Bíblia respostas para nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7039566774580428416?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7039566774580428416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/moeda-perdida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7039566774580428416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7039566774580428416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2011/04/moeda-perdida.html' title='A moeda perdida'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9pY2Ctnh-4U/TZ3_Qwo509I/AAAAAAAABbY/Jjv5C9V1z3g/s72-c/Quem%252520viu%252520a%252520minha%252520moeda%2525201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1226151745463740163</id><published>2010-11-26T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:16:25.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Estou voltando aos poucos ao Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;Olá pessoal!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;Estou praticamente 1 ano fora do Blog por motivos de saúde....mas já estou bem melhor!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;Espero voltar a postar novidades que possam ajudar este Ministério maravilhoso...e quem sabe um dia voltar a dar aulinhas no cultinho infantil.....hoje só estou conseguindo fazer cultinho em casa com meus filhos...mas Deus sabe de todas as coisas e cada coisa tem seu momento certo para acontecer!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;Fiquem com Deus!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;Estava mesmo com saudades desse nosso cantinho!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_796339870"&gt;beijos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeanne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1226151745463740163?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1226151745463740163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2010/11/estou-voltando-aos-poucos-ao-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1226151745463740163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1226151745463740163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2010/11/estou-voltando-aos-poucos-ao-blog.html' title='Estou voltando aos poucos ao Blog!!!'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3729245450930106325</id><published>2010-01-18T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:20:09.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atividades diversas'/><title type='text'>Caça - palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/S1TBywx_I0I/AAAAAAAABYs/GSK9NlwjVyc/s1600-h/atividade-caca-palavras1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/S1TBywx_I0I/AAAAAAAABYs/GSK9NlwjVyc/s320/atividade-caca-palavras1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fonte: Cantinho da criança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3729245450930106325?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3729245450930106325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2010/01/caca-palavras.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3729245450930106325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3729245450930106325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2010/01/caca-palavras.html' title='Caça - palavras'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/S1TBywx_I0I/AAAAAAAABYs/GSK9NlwjVyc/s72-c/atividade-caca-palavras1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3259846581544711058</id><published>2009-10-09T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:36:13.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As duas casas'/><title type='text'>As duas casas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_euJO5vBI/AAAAAAAABYI/aKz_wfIDt3k/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_euJO5vBI/AAAAAAAABYI/aKz_wfIDt3k/s320/Aulinhas+2+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_b3sQ7ggI/AAAAAAAABYA/SWOn0tinWcQ/s1600-h/443743981_959433f54a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_b3sQ7ggI/AAAAAAAABYA/SWOn0tinWcQ/s320/443743981_959433f54a_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Usei este modelo para fazer as casinhas de cartolina.Pode ser usado por baixo pedrinhas e areia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_bmoW2aZI/AAAAAAAABX4/DaoyHgjl3ZE/s1600-h/FAM%25C3%258DLIA1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_bmoW2aZI/AAAAAAAABX4/DaoyHgjl3ZE/s320/FAM%25C3%258DLIA1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As duas casas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Deus, abençoa este encontro e todos que aqui estão. Abençoa esta semana que se inicia e a todos a quem amamos. Amém!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;História&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certo dia, Jesus contou uma estória sobre duas casas bem bonitinhas, muito parecidas, construídas na beira do mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De longe ninguém percebia; nem de perto era fácil perceber a diferença entre as casas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A diferença entre essas duas casas é que uma foi construída sobre uma rocha, uma pedra firme, bem segura... A outra foi feita na areia bem macia e fofa.&lt;br /&gt;Duas casinhas tão bonitas, na beira do mar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia, veio uma chuva muito forte; um temporal... Com muitos raios, trovões. Caiu muita água...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas logo, o vento começou a acalmar, a chuva foi diminuindo, e o céu foi clareando novamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, e as casas? Vejam só! Uma caiu, e a outra ficou firme. Qual será que foi levada para o mar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A casa construída na pedra não caiu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a que estava na areia... no primeiro ventinho, se partiu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus contou esta estória. Sabem o que ele queria dizer com esta estória?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que assim acontece com a gente também. Quem escuta a boa notícia que é o Reino de Deus, mas não muda sua vida, não faz a vida mudar, é como aquele que constrói a casa na areia, uma casa que cai fácil; é uma pessoa sem juízo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas quem constrói a vida em uma rocha firme, que é Deus, agüenta firme os problemas, tem força para lutar, continuar... Quem tem Deus como fundamento é como aquele que construiu a casa sobre a rocha: é sábio!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oração final &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querido Deus, dá-nos sabedoria para sermos como o homem que construiu a casa sobre a rocha. Pedimos também que sejas o fundamento de nossas vidas, amparando-nos para não cairmos por causa de qualquer ventinho. Amém!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sugestão de atividade:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Faça uma colagem com areia, palitos e papel crepom, representando o cenário da estória (a beira mar e as casas).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Onde foram construídas as casas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. O que aconteceu com cada casa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Qual foi a comparação que Jesus fez entre os construtores das casas e as pessoas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Fonte:www.luteranos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_bSEf9C7I/AAAAAAAABXg/nUecEXt02ic/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_bSEf9C7I/AAAAAAAABXg/nUecEXt02ic/s320/Aulinhas+2+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_awtoCcAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/WNFDrgf5QDo/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_awtoCcAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/WNFDrgf5QDo/s320/Aulinhas+2+118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3259846581544711058?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3259846581544711058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/10/festa-de-casamento.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3259846581544711058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3259846581544711058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/10/festa-de-casamento.html' title='As duas casas.'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Ss_euJO5vBI/AAAAAAAABYI/aKz_wfIDt3k/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5121387677826251751</id><published>2009-09-29T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T11:46:37.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas e a Baleia'/><title type='text'>Jonas e a Baleia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHvxkWKuAI/AAAAAAAABW0/AcNssOyThnw/s1600-h/Avental+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHvxkWKuAI/AAAAAAAABW0/AcNssOyThnw/s320/Avental+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este avental sobre a história de Jonas foi confeccionado para mim por Mayra do blog www.aventaldehistoria.blogspot.com. Ficou lindo , não? É uma ótima opção para fazer a criança interagir e aprender a Palavra.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHsnPdCd2I/AAAAAAAABWc/gMHSC6i-7gI/s1600-h/Avental+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHsnPdCd2I/AAAAAAAABWc/gMHSC6i-7gI/s320/Avental+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHsQt-pKCI/AAAAAAAABWU/mRQjl13KkGo/s1600-h/Avental+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHsQt-pKCI/AAAAAAAABWU/mRQjl13KkGo/s320/Avental+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHs-Ta0xuI/AAAAAAAABWk/tZmo2TLxDeA/s1600-h/Avental+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SsHs-Ta0xuI/AAAAAAAABWk/tZmo2TLxDeA/s320/Avental+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A História de Jonas e a baleia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leia mais em Jonas 1 a 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você conhece a história de Jonas? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonas era um homem de Deus que viveu muito tempo atrás. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus disse para Jonas que ele fosse até uma cidade chamada Nínive, para orar pelas pessoas, pois estas pessoas estavam fazendo coisas erradas que não agradavam a Deus. Faziam tudo errado e isso aborrecia ao Senhor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então Deus disse para Jonas: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Meu amado filho Jonas, vá até a cidade de Nínive, converse com as pessoas de lá e diga a elas que eu não estou contente com o que elas estão fazendo. Não estão obedecendo a Deus e eu estou zangado. Vá lá, ore para que essas pessoas possam voltar a obedecer ao seu Deus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonas ficou com uma preguiça imensa e resolveu desobedecer a Deus. Em vez de ir à cidade de Nínive, pegou um barco e foi para outra cidade chamada Társis. Mas o que é isso criançada? Deus pediu para Jonas ir para uma cidade ele foi para outra? Isso é desobedecer ao Pai. Deus pediu para ele fazer uma coisa e ele fez outra. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahaá bambambam! Jonas se meteu numa encrenca com Deus! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sabe o que ele fez? Procurou fugir da presença de Deus. Ele então comprou uma passagem de navio e foi para a cidade de Társis. Lembre que Deus havia dito para ele ir para a cidade de Nínive e não para Társis. Que confusão Jonas arrumou para si. Porque desobedecer ao Senhor? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então, sabe o que aconteceu por causa desta desobediência? O barco em que Jonas viajava sofreu uma tempestade no mar muito violenta; chuva forte e vento também muito forte; tão fortes que o navio estava a ponto de despedaçar, tal era a fúria das ondas sobre aquela embarcação. Os marinheiros, ao descobrirem que o que estava acontecendo era por causa da desobediência de Jonas ao seu Deus, jogaram ele na água e com isso a tempestade passou rapidinho. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E Jonas? O que aconteceu com ele que foi jogado ao mar? Sabe o que aconteceu? Jonas foi engolido por um enorme peixe e passou três dias e três noites dentro da barriga daquele peixão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então Jonas reconheceu que estava errado. Ele se arrependeu do seu erro e de dentro da barriga do grande peixe orou pedindo a Deus que o tirasse dali. Agradeceu a Deus por não ter morrido afogado e por estar vivo e protegido dentro da barriga daquele peixe grandão. Urg! Mas que pitiú. Ali não era lugar pra se viver! Era melhor ter obedecido logo a Deus. Então o Senhor Deus ouviu a oração de Jonas, ouviu seu arrependimento e fez o peixe nadar até a terra e vomitar Jonas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabe o que Jonas fez? 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sp19JEawyrI/AAAAAAAABVM/UIJJFxGGXDU/s1600-h/n%C3%A3o+estacione.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sp19JEawyrI/AAAAAAAABVM/UIJJFxGGXDU/s320/n%C3%A3o+estacione.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sp19N9cykRI/AAAAAAAABVU/zM4ZLMop4Ac/s1600-h/n%C3%A3o+estacione.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sp19N9cykRI/AAAAAAAABVU/zM4ZLMop4Ac/s200/n%C3%A3o+estacione.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aprenda os sinais para estar na presença de Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Você vai precisar de : &amp;nbsp;Algumas placas de trânsito, mas principalmente a que sinaliza “dê preferência”, “pare”, “retorno” e “não estacione”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mensagem: Quem conhece as placas de trânsito que percebemos quando andamos nas ruas da nossa cidade? Para quem está dirigindo é muito importante ter atenção ao que elas querem dizer, não é verdade? Assim , todos obedecerão as leis de trânsito e não colocarão ninguém em perigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Podemos usar algumas placas para simbolizar nossa atitude em relação a Jesus. A Bíblia também nos mostra alguns sinais, e se estivermos bem atentos eles não nos deixarão desviarmos da presença do Senhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vocês conhecem esta placa? (mostrar a placa “dê preferência”)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela nos ensina que devemos dar preferência a Jesus. Quem não ora, não conversa com Jesus, não reserva nenhum tempinho do dia para estar com Ele, não está dando preferência a Ele. Aquele que só quer brincar, ver TV, jogar no computador, e não quer dar a vez a Jesus, não está colocando Ele em primeiro lugar. E Jesus deve estar sempre em primeiro lugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E esta placa aqui, quem conhece? ( mostrar a placa de “pare”)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quer dizer que você deve parar. Mas parar para que? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parar para aprender a Palavra , parar para pensar nos seus erros, nas suas atitudes com as pessoas, com seus pais, seus amigos. Parar para pensar se você está orando como deve, se está agradecendo como deve e , principalmente, parar para pensar se Jesus está no seu coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora, esta outra placa aqui (mostrar a placa de “retorno”) nos ensina uma coisa muito importante. Ela sinaliza que se estamos longe de Jesus, devemos voltar para os braços Dele. Ele sempre estará de braços abertos para nos receber de volta. Isso é maravilhoso, não acham? Só Jesus é o caminho que o próprio Deus nos preparou, não existe outro Salvador. O único é Jesus. Se você se desviar deste caminho deve retornar rapidamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se damos preferência a Jesus (mostrar a placa), se paramos (mostrar a placa) para pensar se estamos realmente agindo conforme a vontade&amp;nbsp;dEle, obedecendo sua palavra, e se ao percebermos que estamos longe dEle , logo voltamos (mostrar a placa) para sua presença , não devemos fazer o que? Ficar parados, não é? (mostrar a placa “não estacione”). Não devemos jamais estacionar, pois a Bíblia tem muito a nos ensinar. Jesus tem sempre boas novas para nos contar e assim aprendendo a cada dia mais, somos mais felizes, pois sabemos que estamos no caminho certo e CAMINHAR COM JESUS É BOM DEMAIS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vamos orar para que Jesus seja sempre nosso caminho e dizer bem alto “Eu quero caminhar com Jesus” !!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7285958222050853429?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7285958222050853429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/09/sinais-para-estar-na-presenca-de-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7285958222050853429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7285958222050853429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/09/sinais-para-estar-na-presenca-de-jesus.html' title='Sinais para estar na presença de Jesus'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sp18xBdzZnI/AAAAAAAABUc/rzv8REX4JJE/s72-c/d%C3%AA+a+prefer%C3%AAncia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1873432140291596763</id><published>2009-08-30T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:13:16.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caim e Abel'/><title type='text'>Caim e Abel - História</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprYZe0H3iI/AAAAAAAABTs/GLqDvawgolM/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprYZe0H3iI/AAAAAAAABTs/GLqDvawgolM/s400/v%C3%A1rias+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caim e Abel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leia mais em : Gênesis 4 .1-16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;História:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adão e Eva foram expulsos do paraíso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois é. Agora, Adão e Eva não moram mais no lindo paraíso. Sua vida, que antes era tão alegre e feliz, está triste e infeliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas, um certo dia, Deus deu a eles um presente. Eva estava grávida. Quando a criança nasceu, ela disse: "Deus me deu um filho homem". E este filho recebeu o nome de Caim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Algum tempo depois, Eva teve um outro filho, que se chamava Abel. Ela cuidava de seus filhos da melhor forma que podia. Fazia caminha de feno e os cobria com peles de animais para aquecê-los.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os meninos cresciam bem e com bastante saúde. Eles aprenderam a andar e a falar. Adão e Eva os ensinaram a rezar. Contavam para as crianças sobre Deus, o paraíso e o mau Satanás, que fazia as pessoas serem desobedientes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eles sempre perguntavam a Caim e Abel se eles iriam sempre amar e obedecer ao Senhor em qualquer tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caim e Abel cresceram e já estavam moços. Estava na hora deles ajudarem seu pai no trabalho. Caim escolheu ser lavrador. Ele trabalhava no campo e semeava o trigo. Quando o trigo estava bom, ele cortava e moia os grãos e assava pães. Abel escolheu ser pastor de ovelhas. Ele as levava para o campo e procurava um bom capim para elas. O leite que as ovelhas davam, eles bebiam. E, às vezes, matavam uma ovelha e tinham uma saborosa carne para comerem. A plantação de Caim e as ovelhas de Abel cresciam a cada ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas quem fazia o trigo de Caim crescer? E quem dava novas ovelhas para Abel? Sim, era Deus. Tudo vem de Deus. Caim e Abel o sabiam bem porque seus pais falaram muito sobre isso para eles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porque Deus lhes dava boas coisas sempre, eles queriam agradecer e Lhe dar alguma coisa em troca. Então ofereceram um sacrifício. Quando Abel queria oferecer um sacrifício ao Senhor, ele escolhia a ovelha mais bonita e a separava para Deus. Então ele fazia um fogo em cima de um monte de pedras, matava a ovelha e a deitava sobre o fogo. Assim o sacrifício estava preparado. Agora o sacrifício tinha que queimar. Enquanto fazia seu sacrifício, Abel se ajoelhava e falava com Deus: "Querido Deus, eu te amo muito. Tu cuidas tão bem de mim; por isso quero muito te dar esta ovelha em sacrifício, para te mostrar que sou grato ao Senhor".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deus ouvia tudo o que Abel dizia. Ele sempre escuta tudo o que os homens rezam. E via que Abel o amava de verdade, assim como Ele amava a Abel. Deus aceitava o sacrifício de Abel e fazia a vida dele alegre e feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caim também oferecia um sacrifício a Deus. Porém, enquanto rezava, Caim pensava: "Por que devo agradecer a Deus se fui eu mesmo quem semeou o trigo e trabalhou pesado por ele?". E, do mesmo jeito que ouvia o que Abel dizia e pensava, Deus também escutava o que Caim estava pensando. Viu que Caim não o amava de verdade e por isso não aceitou o sacrifício de Caim. Também não tornou a vida de Caim alegre e feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caim percebeu isto e ficou bastante zangado com Deus e com Abel. Principalmente com Abel. Ele teve inveja de Abel e pensou que Deus dava preferência para Abel. Cada vez que Caim pensava nisto, ficava mais e mais zangado. Às vezes, não conseguia nem dormir ou comer direito... Muitas vezes Caim era mau com Abel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deus via isso e falava com Caim: "Porque você é tão mau e invejoso? A culpa de tudo é só sua, porque você não me ama. Se você me amasse, também seria feliz como Abel. Tome cuidado Caim você não deve ter inveja. Isso vai te prejudicar...". Deus bem que tentou alertar Caim, mas ele não lhe dava ouvidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um certo dia, Caim chamou Abel para um passeio pelo campo. Quando estavam sozinhos, Caim começou a brigar com Abel. Bateu nele com toda a sua força e fúria até matá-lo. É isso mesmo, Caim matou seu irmão. Abel estava caído no chão e seu sangue escorria pela grama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caim ficou muito assustado e correu para bem longe. Tinha medo que Deus tivesse visto e o castigasse. Ele torceu para que Deus não tivesse visto o que ele tinha feito com seu irmão. Mas Deus vê tudo e viu isso também. Deus perguntou a Caim onde estava Abel. Caim disse que não sabia. Ele foi mentiroso e malcriado com Deus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deus disse a Caim: "Por que você fez isso, nada mais vai crescer para você. Você também não poderá mais morar aqui. Vai embora. Eu não quero mais saber de você! Como castigo, você nunca mais terá sossego e nem será feliz".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E Caim foi embora como Deus havia ordenado. Ele foi para muito longe, mas sempre lembrava de Abel. Caim nunca mais foi feliz. Ele sempre estava amedrontado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Questionário para ler aos maiores de 5 anos, com a finalidade de memorização da história:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quais os nomes dos primeiros filhos de Adão e Eva?&lt;br /&gt;a) Caim e Abel&lt;br /&gt;b) João e Pedro&lt;br /&gt;c) Lucas e Mateus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Qual o trabalho de cada um?&lt;br /&gt;a)Abel foi pastor de ovelhas e Caim agricultor&lt;br /&gt;b)Abel foi agricultor e Caim pastor de ovelhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ambos ofereceram uma oferta ao Senhor, da oferta de quem Deus se agradou?&lt;br /&gt;a) Abel&lt;br /&gt;b)Caim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. O que aconteceu a Caim por ter matado seu irmão?&lt;br /&gt;a)Foi expulso da presença do Senhor&lt;br /&gt;b)Passou a viver no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;c)Cuidou das ovelhas de Abel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Quem eram Caim e Abel? &lt;br /&gt;a) Primos que estavam visitando um parente distante&lt;br /&gt;b) Filhos de Adão e Eva &lt;br /&gt;c) Amigos de Jesus &lt;br /&gt;d) Comerciantes da vila onde moravam Adão e Eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Caim sentia que Deus gostava mais de Abel e tinha que sentimento em relação ao irmão:&lt;br /&gt;a)amor&lt;br /&gt;b)carinho&lt;br /&gt;c)inveja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Esse sentimento de Caim era tão forte que ele acabou fazendo uma coisa com seu irmão Abel. Qual das opções está certa?&lt;br /&gt;a) batendo&lt;br /&gt;b) abraçando&lt;br /&gt;c) brigando &lt;br /&gt;d) matando &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A história nos fala que Caim e Abel ofereceram sacrifícios para Deus. Será que você consegue explicar com sua palavras o que é um sacrifício?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;¨&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*¨*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para memorizar: "Pela fé Abel ofereceu a Deus mais excelente sacrifício do que Caim..." &lt;strong&gt;Hb 11: 4&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aplicação: A oferta de Abel não foi melhor em essência que a oferta de Caim! A oferta não torna ninguém diferente, ou melhor, diante de Deus, pois tudo que há na terra pertence a Deus, tanto os frutos da terra quanto as crias das ovelhas. O importante é a fé. Deus conhece nossos corações.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus não comete erros! Deus fez cada um de nós. Somos todos especiais para Deus. Ele não tem favoritos. Se abrirmos nossos corações para o Senhor, nosso Criador amoroso, Ele vai nos mostrar o certo do errado. Ele vai ajudar-nos a "amar o próximo".Ele vai nos ajudar a cuidar de nossos irmãos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caim&amp;nbsp; não quis&amp;nbsp;ouvir a Deus. Mesmo quando Deus tentou mostrar seus erros, Caim se recusou a ouvir. Ele atacou seu irmão, ao invés de abrir seu coração para Deus. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte do texto principal: luteranos.com.br&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1873432140291596763?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1873432140291596763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/caim-e-abel-historia.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1873432140291596763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1873432140291596763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/caim-e-abel-historia.html' title='Caim e Abel - História'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprYZe0H3iI/AAAAAAAABTs/GLqDvawgolM/s72-c/v%C3%A1rias+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-153954301522435161</id><published>2009-08-30T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:36:18.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caim e Abel'/><title type='text'>Caim e Abel - Atividade para colorir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprSLit4z6I/AAAAAAAABS8/0HRYtnmX8FU/s400/c+e+a++oferta+de+abel+pintar+os+pontos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fonte: ebdonline.com.br&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8353764155554329079?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8353764155554329079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/caim-e-abel-atividades-para-menores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8353764155554329079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8353764155554329079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/caim-e-abel-atividades-para-menores.html' title='Caim e Abel - Atividades para menores'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprSLit4z6I/AAAAAAAABS8/0HRYtnmX8FU/s72-c/c+e+a++oferta+de+abel+pintar+os+pontos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1767320200733244365</id><published>2009-08-30T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:23:02.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caim e Abel'/><title type='text'>Caim e Abel - Visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este visual foi usado com peças que eu tinha em casa, mas pode ser&amp;nbsp;encontrado também nas lojas de R$1,99. Uso sempre uma caixa e vou tirando as peças ao contar a história.O bom é que as crianças podem sentar em roda e participar ajudando a segurar os bonecos , por exemplo. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprPp2q6FYI/AAAAAAAABSk/coYMiQHNxIg/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprPp2q6FYI/AAAAAAAABSk/coYMiQHNxIg/s400/v%C3%A1rias+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprOgnLkVTI/AAAAAAAABSM/4QVXFnBvHqk/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprOgnLkVTI/AAAAAAAABSM/4QVXFnBvHqk/s400/v%C3%A1rias+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprOJcuK3CI/AAAAAAAABSE/Tqu5dcqhJlA/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Este selinho recebi com muito carinho da amiga blogueira Marcia do blog http://www.invjokids.blogspot.com/!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SuBKLaaCioI/AAAAAAAABYY/0ko6n31bmQc/s1600-h/selo_Ciclicca+da+MI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SuBKLaaCioI/AAAAAAAABYY/0ko6n31bmQc/s320/selo_Ciclicca+da+MI.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Este selinho recebi com muito carinho da amiga blogueira Marcia do blog &lt;a href="http://www.invjokids.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.invjokids.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lindo demais!!!!!!Obrigada mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Este selinho recebi da amiga&amp;nbsp;Michele do blog pequeninos-de-jesus.blogspot.com.Obrigada querida pelo carinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SraWyMtEnHI/AAAAAAAABWM/D83vdk_DU9g/s1600-h/selinho_blog_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SraWyMtEnHI/AAAAAAAABWM/D83vdk_DU9g/s320/selinho_blog_10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Este selinho recebi da amiga Alerice do blog alericepaiva.blogspot.com (Crianças para Jesus).É um blog muito especial e abençoado!Obrigada querida pelo carinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sq73d66wVkI/AAAAAAAABV8/CUMLD12N1MM/s1600-h/premio_dardos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Este&amp;nbsp;selinho recebi da amiga Bel do blog "escolinhabiblicadagarotada". Obrigada pelo carinho, Bel.Jesus te abençoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprZZ8g0fYI/AAAAAAAABT0/M_iYkUKrMHY/s1600-h/selinho+10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SprZZ8g0fYI/AAAAAAAABT0/M_iYkUKrMHY/s320/selinho+10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei este selinho da amiga do blog MQCC Pinhais.Muito obrigada querida!Que o Senhor te abençoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SphyBp7m1MI/AAAAAAAABR0/RnG1Ua0OzzE/s1600-h/selocoisasImportantesok%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375171528027985090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SphyBp7m1MI/AAAAAAAABR0/RnG1Ua0OzzE/s400/selocoisasImportantesok%5B1%5D.png" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 196px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1379873985539229908?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1379873985539229908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/selinhos-sempre-com-muito-carinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1379873985539229908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1379873985539229908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/selinhos-sempre-com-muito-carinho.html' title='Selinhos ....sempre com muito carinho...'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SuBKLaaCioI/AAAAAAAABYY/0ko6n31bmQc/s72-c/selo_Ciclicca+da+MI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-153478643375461957</id><published>2009-08-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:03:59.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ester'/><title type='text'>Rainha Ester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpBFUwjhEGI/AAAAAAAABRY/6Kk-w5fi1gY/s1600-h/Ester+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372870578386571362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpBFUwjhEGI/AAAAAAAABRY/6Kk-w5fi1gY/s400/Ester+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpBFUwjhEGI/AAAAAAAABRY/6Kk-w5fi1gY/s1600-h/Ester+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Introdução: Sempre temos estudado sobre grandes homens da Bíblia que obedeceram aos princípios de Deus e foram abençoados. Mas o Senhor também usou e usa, até hoje, grandes mulheres que se dispuseram e dispõem a obedecer aos seus princípios. Nesta semana conheceremos uma mulher usada por Deus para salvar os judeus da morte. Seu nome é Ester e foi escolhida pelo rei Assuero para ser rainha da Pérsia, onde viviam os exilados judeus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;História : A Rainha Ester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Há muito tempo, na distante Pérsia, viveu uma jovem muito linda chamada Ester. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela não era apenas linda, mas também, gentil e inteligente e por isso todos que a conheciam gostavam dela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ester tinha sido criada como uma filha por seu primo mais velho, chamado Mordecai, porque era órfã. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Naquele tempo, reinava na Pérsia o poderoso rei Assuero que procurava uma jovem para se casar. Muitas jovens bonitas e elegantes foram levadas para o rei, mas quando ele viu Ester com sua beleza e bondade, não pode resistir e a escolheu para ser a rainha da Pérsia e morar no palácio. Mas o rei não sabia que Ester era judia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Certa vez Mordecai salvou a vida do rei descobrindo que dois guardas queriam matá-lo e esse fato foi escrito no livro do rei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas, havia naquele reino um homem chamado Hamã, que era muito rico, poderoso e perverso. As pessoas tinham medo de Hamã e se ajoelhavam quando ele passava pelas ruas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como Hamã era vaidoso!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não apenas deixava que as pessoas o adorassem como também gostava muito disso! Apenas Mordecai não se ajoelhava quando Hamã passava, porque sabia que deveria adorar somente a Deus. Isso fez com que Hamã odiasse a Mordecai e quisesse matá-lo e a todo o seu povo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hamã conseguiu convencer o rei e fazer com que ele assinasse uma lei onde todos os judeus deveriam morrer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Que lei terrível, não é mesmo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Que coração duro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hamã não temia a Deus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele era, de fato, muito mau!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando a rainha Ester soube do que estava sendo planejado pelo maldoso Hamã contra os judeus, teve uma grande idéia!!! Pediu que o seu povo não comesse nada por três dias e que, apenas, orasse ao Senhor! Ester sabia que o rei a amava, mas mesmo assim, não exigiu nada, mas procurou agradá-lo convidando o rei e Hamã para um jantar maravilhoso! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O rei Assuero sentiu-se tão feliz com a sua nova e doce rainha que prometeu dar a ela qualquer coisa que pedisse. Ester não pediu nada naquele dia, mas convidou os dois para que voltassem outro dia, para outro jantar e, então, o seu pedido seria feito. Hamã, também, sentiu-se muito contente com o jantar dado pela rainha e pensou: “se, até a rainha me respeita, como Mordecai não quer se ajoelhar quando eu passo?” Então fez uma forca para matar Mordecai. Mas Deus tinha outros planos para Mordecai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Naquela mesma noite o rei Assuero ficou sem sono e foi ler o livro do seu reinado, então viu que não tinha agradecido a Mordecai por ele ter salvado a sua vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na manhã seguinte, o rei pensou... pensou... mas não conseguiu ter uma boa idéia sobre como agradeceria Mordecai. Então resolveu consultar Hamã. O vaidoso Hamã ficou todo “metido” porque pensou que o rei estava querendo homenageá-lo. Quis mostrar o quanto ele era importante para o rei e deu a seguinte sugestão: “- Mande trazer a roupa real e o cavalo real. Mande o funcionário mais importante do reino vestir o homem a quem deseja honrar e depois faça com que ele seja levado à praça principal para que todos vejam o quanto ele é importante para o rei!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O rei achou a idéia ótima! Mas Hamã não poderia imaginar o que aconteceria a seguir... o rei ordenou ao próprio Hamã que honrasse, vestisse e passeasse com Mordecai pela praça principal da cidade!!! Oh! Que humilhação para Hamã! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além de Mordecai não se ajoelhar quando ele passava, Hamã ainda tinha que desfilar puxando o cavalo para o seu mais odiado inimigo!!! Na frente de todo mundo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegou a noite do jantar da rainha. Tudo foi perfeito e o rei perguntou carinhosamente a Ester: “- qual é o seu pedido, rainha Ester?” Então, a linda e sábia rainha Ester, corajosamente, arriscou-se para salvar o seu povo e falou ao rei que ela era judia. Contou toda verdade sobre o plano de Hamã para acabar os judeus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O poderoso rei Assuero se sentiu enganado por Hamã e ordenou a morte de Hamã.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi assim, Deus salvou os judeus através de Ester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mordecai tomou o lugar de Hamã no reinado de Assuero e a rainha Ester ficou conhecida na história do povo de Deus, não apenas pela sua graça e beleza, mas, também, pela sua imensa inteligência, fé e coragem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas, o povo de Deus nunca esteve em perigo de verdade! Sabe por que? Porque Deus é muito forte e poderoso e sabe de tudo antes das coisas acontecerem e livra de todo o mal aqueles que o amam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi por isso que Deus transformou uma simples jovem judia na rainha da Pérsia, preparando a salvação para o povo, antes mesmo de Hamã tentar destruí-lo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vocês sabiam que quando entregamos os nossos corações a Jesus nós passamos também a fazer parte do reino de Deus e a ter a cuidadosa proteção do Deus que sabe de tudo, pode tudo e é sempre vitorioso!!! Aleluia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vocês já entregaram os seus corações a Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fonte:escoladominical.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mordecai e Ester serviram a Deus e a Seu povo ao assumirem a responsabilidade de apelar ao rei para poupar a vida dos judeus. Nós também, atualmente, podemos servir a Deus e a Seu povo permanecendo firmes pelo que é correto em todas as circunstâncias.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-153478643375461957?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/153478643375461957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainha-ester.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/153478643375461957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/153478643375461957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainha-ester.html' title='Rainha Ester'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpBFUwjhEGI/AAAAAAAABRY/6Kk-w5fi1gY/s72-c/Ester+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3795557461665402082</id><published>2009-08-22T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:55:00.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ester'/><title type='text'>Ester - Visual</title><content type='html'>Visual para Ester - Hamã ficou meio improvisado , pois não tinha o modelo do fantoche.&lt;br /&gt;Hamã, Assuero,Ester e Mordecai&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-Vf1gnvI/AAAAAAAABRQ/EiSmd_0Y20M/s1600-h/Ester+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372862894497111794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-Vf1gnvI/AAAAAAAABRQ/EiSmd_0Y20M/s400/Ester+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-U7UGsDI/AAAAAAAABRI/p1qdxaEMVuI/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+coisas+juntas+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372862884693323826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-U7UGsDI/AAAAAAAABRI/p1qdxaEMVuI/s400/v%C3%A1rias+coisas+juntas+149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-UWoWehI/AAAAAAAABRA/blw-mo4h-pY/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+coisas+juntas+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372862874846132754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-UWoWehI/AAAAAAAABRA/blw-mo4h-pY/s400/v%C3%A1rias+coisas+juntas+144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-TxdOkMI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Z_QAo0w36xY/s1600-h/Ester+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372862864867365058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-TxdOkMI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Z_QAo0w36xY/s400/Ester+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-TplXkQI/AAAAAAAABQw/tPeezj_A06U/s1600-h/DSC08534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372862862754025730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-TplXkQI/AAAAAAAABQw/tPeezj_A06U/s400/DSC08534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3795557461665402082?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3795557461665402082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ester-visual.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3795557461665402082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3795557461665402082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ester-visual.html' title='Ester - Visual'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA-Vf1gnvI/AAAAAAAABRQ/EiSmd_0Y20M/s72-c/Ester+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-8393264646774387094</id><published>2009-08-22T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:41:39.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ester'/><title type='text'>Ester - Atividades</title><content type='html'>Rainha Ester - atividades&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: escoladominical.net&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7QBe59NI/AAAAAAAABQo/AJvo5tg8IXg/s1600-h/Mordecai%2520para%2520colorir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859501915010258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7QBe59NI/AAAAAAAABQo/AJvo5tg8IXg/s400/Mordecai%2520para%2520colorir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7PnHVwNI/AAAAAAAABQg/69QWnMglo2k/s1600-h/Ham%25C3%25A3_forca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859494836846802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7PnHVwNI/AAAAAAAABQg/69QWnMglo2k/s400/Ham%25C3%25A3_forca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7PAQTo_I/AAAAAAAABQY/I7RDKVncmMc/s1600-h/Ester%2520rainha%2520de%2520papel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859484405474290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7PAQTo_I/AAAAAAAABQY/I7RDKVncmMc/s400/Ester%2520rainha%2520de%2520papel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7O4BoOwI/AAAAAAAABQQ/5qp8D82HOto/s1600-h/Ester%2520para%2520pintar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859482196425474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7O4BoOwI/AAAAAAAABQQ/5qp8D82HOto/s400/Ester%2520para%2520pintar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7OoqUgRI/AAAAAAAABQI/jHoV2nsCne0/s1600-h/coroa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372859478072131858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7OoqUgRI/AAAAAAAABQI/jHoV2nsCne0/s400/coroa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kmK_kHI/AAAAAAAABQA/v5sEQJgmY8E/s1600-h/courone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858755849359474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kmK_kHI/AAAAAAAABQA/v5sEQJgmY8E/s400/courone1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kR23yJI/AAAAAAAABP4/nmt_nJ1KQOM/s1600-h/2434417581_c8759e86a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858750396254354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kR23yJI/AAAAAAAABP4/nmt_nJ1KQOM/s400/2434417581_c8759e86a4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kM3GL1I/AAAAAAAABPw/L4XDCc4qfDQ/s1600-h/2433295765_ab33ac3907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858749055020882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6kM3GL1I/AAAAAAAABPw/L4XDCc4qfDQ/s400/2433295765_ab33ac3907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6jgQ-tbI/AAAAAAAABPo/04adQQxitMg/s1600-h/2434111956_ecf52c6f25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858737083987378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6jgQ-tbI/AAAAAAAABPo/04adQQxitMg/s400/2434111956_ecf52c6f25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6jThwxAI/AAAAAAAABPg/sGORp2IBYjc/s1600-h/esther2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372858733664715778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA6jThwxAI/AAAAAAAABPg/sGORp2IBYjc/s400/esther2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8393264646774387094?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8393264646774387094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ester-atividades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8393264646774387094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8393264646774387094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/ester-atividades.html' title='Ester - Atividades'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SpA7QBe59NI/AAAAAAAABQo/AJvo5tg8IXg/s72-c/Mordecai%2520para%2520colorir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2172437109791598149</id><published>2009-08-18T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:48:03.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundo Moral - estórias'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt;Estes fantoches foram confeccionados pela artesã Rosa Kelly especialmente para esta estória. (site: www.supimpa-artesanatos.myalbum.com.br)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SossgGyQbpI/AAAAAAAABOs/Cs9mdlL5NPc/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s1600-h/Imag023.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371438376825282466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s400/Imag023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ZÉ CORAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o Zé Coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vocês sabem por que ele tem esse nome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É porque o seu rosto tem o formato de coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele é um menino mal humorado, por isso, não tem amigos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele vive triste pelos cantos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele tem olhos tristes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus olhos só vêem o defeito dos seus colegas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não acha nada bonito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para ele, o mundo e a vida são horríveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nada nunca está bom.Ele não se alegra com nada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Qualquer coisa é motivo de choro, reclamação , murmuração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus ouvidos também são tristes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ele só gosta de ouvir piadas picantes, indecentes, zombarias e palavrões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Da sua boca, só saem palavrões, mentiras... .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ele fala mal de todos, põe defeito nos colegas... ele é malcriado,responde com desrespeito aos professores, aos pais , qualquer pessoa que fale com ele , vem logo uma resposta malcriada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ele não respeita ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele nunca tem tempo para ajudar alguém. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além disso, ele também só chega atrasado nasaulas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ele não ta nem aí pra nada,......só pensa nele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus pés, como todo o seu corpo, também é triste . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles vão a lugares que não agradam a Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles costumam ser usados para fazer os colegas tropeçarem e para praticarem coisas más.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E suas mãos? Delas também só sai tristeza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé as usa para roubar coisas de seus colegas ou para bater e machucar alguém . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os professores já não sabem o que fazer com ele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus pais vivem tristes por isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Embora já tenha sido expulso de várias aulas e já tenha freqüentado muitas escolas, Zé Coração não se corrigiu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele não toma jeito, não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dia, apareceu em sua escola, um menino chamado Beto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beto era um menino feliz e ao contrário de Zé Coração,gostava de fazer amizades, conversar com todo mundo e principalmente ajudar a quem precisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ele era sensível, amigo e por ser muito simpático, Beto logo conquistou a amizade de Zé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E, num instante, Beto já estava falando de Jesus e do amor de Deus para o Zé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele até mostrou um versículo na Bíblia, que dizia:“Porque Deus amou o mundo de tal maneira, que deu o seu filho unigênito, para que todo aquele que n’Ele crê, não pereça, mas tenha a vida eterna.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beto mostrou a Zé Coração, que o amor de Deus por ele e por toda a humanidade havia sido tão grande, que Ele enviou Seu único filho, Jesus Cristo, para morrer numa cruz pelos nossos pecados, nossos erros. E aquele que crer no sacrifício de Jesus não apenas terá vida eterna, mas terá também uma vida com objetivos, uma vida mais feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé Coração sentiu o amor de Deus por ele, reconheceu as coisas erradas que fazia, e ele resolveu entregar sua vida a Jesus Cristo, pedindo-lhe para mudar, totalmente, o seu modo de ser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E Jesus ouviu o pedido de Zé, transformando sua vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora, ele é um menino feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora, Zé Coração tem tempo para ajudar aos outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além disso, ele passou a chegar cedo na escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele fez muitos amigos.Os seus olhos, agora, enxergam o mundo lindo que Deus criou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zé, agora, sabe ver as qualidades dos outros . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando ele percebe algum defeito , ele ora ao Senhor para que realize mudanças na vida daquele amigo, assim como o Senhor mudou a vida dele.Ele também gosta de ouvir só coisas boas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Os seus ouvidos estão sempre alegres, agora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os seus pés passaram a andar só em lugares que agradam a Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles também são alegres.As suas mãos, agora, vivem dispostas a ajudar os outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; E ele já não tira mais nada dos outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suas mãos são alegres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quanto à sua boca, dela, hoje, só saem palavras agradáveis, de estímulo e companheirismo.Hoje, todos notam a transformação que Jesus fez na vida de Zé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seus colegas e professores tornaram-se seus amigos e Zé, passou a ter, agora, uma vida repleta de sentido, uma vida cheia de razão, feliz.“Entregue sua vida a Jesus e tenha uma vida transformada, como a vida de Zé Coração.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fonte : escoladominical.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2172437109791598149?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2172437109791598149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/estes-fantoches-foram-confeccionados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2172437109791598149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2172437109791598149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/estes-fantoches-foram-confeccionados.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sosuvp-SX6I/AAAAAAAABPM/Q8c8I9hGlEo/s72-c/Imag023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2122766837858239151</id><published>2009-08-18T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:42:51.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundo Moral - estórias'/><title type='text'>Visual - Zé Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SosuYPGvG3I/AAAAAAAABPE/pPbByxXnlXs/s1600-h/amostra%2520conteudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371437974475971442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SosuYPGvG3I/AAAAAAAABPE/pPbByxXnlXs/s400/amostra%2520conteudo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outra opção de visual para a estória do Zé Coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2122766837858239151?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2122766837858239151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/visual-ze-coracao_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2122766837858239151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2122766837858239151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/visual-ze-coracao_18.html' title='Visual - Zé Coração'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SosuYPGvG3I/AAAAAAAABPE/pPbByxXnlXs/s72-c/amostra%2520conteudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3568215516445314829</id><published>2009-08-16T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:13:32.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filho Pródigo'/><title type='text'>Filho Pródigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SohmhxO8fPI/AAAAAAAABOM/SY2tFFhSAAs/s1600-h/imagem+filho+voltando"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370655285977054450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SohmhxO8fPI/AAAAAAAABOM/SY2tFFhSAAs/s400/imagem+filho+voltando" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;História do Filho Pródigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucas 15. 11-32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesus contou sobre um homem que tinha dois filhos muito amados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este homem teve uma grande surpresa quando seu filho mais novo chegou perto dele e disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Pai, quero ir embora.Peço minha parte do dinheiro, pois não quero mais ficar aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O pai, mesmo sabendo que sentiria muita falta de seu filho, deu sua parte do dinheiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O filho mais novo disse adeus à família e foi embora para um país muito longe dalí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Na jornada ele conheceu pessoas, e com elas passou a conviver.Mas ele não foi inteligente, pelo contrário, ele foi muito tolo, pois gastou todo seu dinheiro e ficou sem nada daquilo que seu pai havia lhe dado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Então,ele precisava logo arranjar um emprego para poder se sustentar. E ele conseguiu. Foi trabalhar em uma fazenda cuidando de porcos.Mas mesmo com trabalho, ele passava fome e estava muito mal tratado.Estava sozinho, sem a família, sem amigos, sem ninguém.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Se vendo naquela situação tão triste, ele se arrependeu e decidiu voltar para casa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Vocês podem imaginar a alegria de seu pai ao recebê-lo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sua volta foi festejada com uma grande festa, todos estavam felizes demais em poder vê-lo novamente.Mas uma pessoa não estava tão feliz por sua volta. Sabe quem era?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seu irmão mais velho. É, ele não gostou de toda aquela festa para o irmão que tudo havia abandonado e ficou com muita inveja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O irmão mais velho disse ao pai:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Pai, o senhor nunca fez uma festa assim para mim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O pai respondeu:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Não meu filho, não fiz. Mas você está sempre comigo, e tudo o que eu tenho é seu.O seu irmão estava perdido e agora foi encontrado.Todos nós estamos muito felizes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aplicação: Assim devemos fazer quando por algum motivo nos afastamos de Jesus. Temos que olhar para tudo em volta e entedermos que sem Jesus somos fracos. Precisamos dele a todo momento. Precisamos nos arrepender e voltarmos para os seus braços .E fazemos isso através da oração. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos orar e pedir ao Senhor Jesus para que não deixe nos afastarmos de seus caminhos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pequeno questionário para memorização da história: (pode responder quem levantar a mão primeiro, por exemplo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1)Quantos filhos tinha o homem da história?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2)O que o filho mais novo pediu aos eu pai?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)metade das terras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)parte do dinheiro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)roupas novas para viajar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3)O filho que foi embora :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)gastou todo dinheiro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)ficou muito rico&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)deu todo dinheiro aos pobres&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4)De que animais o filho pródigo tomava conta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)vacas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)porcos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)cachorros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;5)O que fez o filho quando se arrependeu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)voltou para casa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)viajou para mais longe de casa ainda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)continuou cuidando dos porcos e sofrendo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6)O que aconteceu quando o filho voltou para casa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)o pai mandou que fosse embora novamente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)o pai fez uma grande festa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)o pai brigou muito com ele&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;7)Qual foi a reação do irmão mais velho com o retorno do irmão mais novo para casa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)ficou feliz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)ficou com inveja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)nem se importou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;8)Quando nos afastamos de Jesus, o que devemos logo fazer?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;a)reclamar que tudo está dando errado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;b)orar para que Jesus nos perdoe e cuide de nós&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;c)deixar que o tempo passe e tudo se resolva sem Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3568215516445314829?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3568215516445314829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/filho-prodigo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3568215516445314829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3568215516445314829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/filho-prodigo.html' title='Filho Pródigo'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SohmhxO8fPI/AAAAAAAABOM/SY2tFFhSAAs/s72-c/imagem+filho+voltando' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6879702016721854731</id><published>2009-08-15T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:53:54.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filho Pródigo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Filho Pródigo _ atividade para colorir&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SodwRVj0AkI/AAAAAAAABIc/mGndQZmUmVo/s1600-h/o+filho+pr%C2%B4digo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369978657467701826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_IznKmkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/OnA00R5Kox0/s400/filho+prodigo++labirinto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_Ii_aTPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/osBtMTVPRds/s1600-h/filho%2520-%25202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369978653005991154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_Ii_aTPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/osBtMTVPRds/s400/filho%2520-%25202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_IDlMYfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ud8WJeo80dU/s1600-h/Passatempo%2520-%2520ajude%2520a%2520encontrar%2520o%2520caminho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369978644574527986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_IDlMYfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ud8WJeo80dU/s400/Passatempo%2520-%2520ajude%2520a%2520encontrar%2520o%2520caminho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-4058063196476546550?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4058063196476546550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/atividades-filho-prodigo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4058063196476546550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4058063196476546550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/atividades-filho-prodigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX_IznKmkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/OnA00R5Kox0/s72-c/filho+prodigo++labirinto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7864138787026984641</id><published>2009-08-14T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:55:15.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filho Pródigo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visual para a história do Filho Pródigo - Fonte: escoladominical.com.br&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX94rKxraI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wwLkPAaEowo/s1600-h/FILHO+PROD+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369977280811609506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX94rKxraI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wwLkPAaEowo/s400/FILHO+PROD+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX94RVkuCI/AAAAAAAAA-4/YzqEgBTAVzY/s1600-h/FILHO+PROD+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369977273877575714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX94RVkuCI/AAAAAAAAA-4/YzqEgBTAVzY/s400/FILHO+PROD+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX938l__6I/AAAAAAAAA-w/QnKbPIkRz_A/s1600-h/FILHO+PROD+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369977268309327778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX938l__6I/AAAAAAAAA-w/QnKbPIkRz_A/s400/FILHO+PROD+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX9lQDATQI/AAAAAAAAA-o/8PNlkkruP-U/s1600-h/FILHO+PROD+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369976947113741570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX9lQDATQI/AAAAAAAAA-o/8PNlkkruP-U/s400/FILHO+PROD+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7864138787026984641?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7864138787026984641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/visual-para-historia-do-filho-prodigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7864138787026984641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7864138787026984641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/visual-para-historia-do-filho-prodigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoX94rKxraI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wwLkPAaEowo/s72-c/FILHO+PROD+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1041267358859173596</id><published>2009-08-14T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:51:26.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adão e Eva'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adão e Eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adão passeava num jardim muito bonito. Na grama floresciam as flores. Nas árvores havia pássaros cantando. Frutas gostosas pendiam sobre sua cabeça: uvas, maças e muitas outras.&lt;br /&gt;Havia também animais de toda espécie. E todos os animais eram mansos e pacíficos. Não havia entre eles nenhum animal feroz, nenhum que fizesse mal ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Como era bom estar neste belo jardim!&lt;br /&gt;Sabe como se chamava o jardim?&lt;br /&gt;Jardim do Éden ou o paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quem mais estava lá? Deus, o Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Foi Ele quem fez o Jardim, e deu-o a Adão, para nele morar. Deus cuidava de Adão, como um pai cuida de seu filho. Ele queria que Adão ficasse bem alegre e feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes, quando Adão passeava no paraíso, o Senhor vinha conversar com ele. Adão ouvia a voz de Deus e ficava muito contente.&lt;br /&gt;Porque o melhor de tudo para Adão era saber que Deus estava tão perto dele !&lt;br /&gt;Adão tinha de cuidar do belo jardim. Também podia comer de todas aquelas frutas boas, quanto quisesse.&lt;br /&gt;Mas havia uma árvore da qual Adão não devia comer. Esta árvore estava no centro do jardim e chamava-se: "Arvore da Ciência do Bem e do Mal."&lt;br /&gt;Deus tinha dito: "De toda árvore do jardim comerás, só desta uma não comerás. Porque se dela comeres, certamente morrerás."&lt;br /&gt;Adão obedeceu às palavras do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre se desviava daquela árvore.&lt;br /&gt;Pois não queria magoar a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, Deus trouxe todos os animais a Adão, para que ele desse um nome a cada um. Os nomes que ele daria seriam mesmo seus nomes. Lá vinham eles, dois a dois, macho e fêmea, em uma longa fila. Primeiro,dois animais bem grandes, que foram chamados de elefantes.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, dois passarinhos bem pequenos receberam o nome de beija-flor. Em seguida passaram dois leões, duas cobras, duas ovelhas, e a todos Adão deu um nome.&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois que passaram todos os animais, Adão não estava mais tão contente.&lt;br /&gt;Pois todos os animais vinham em pares. Cada qual tinha sua companheira. E Adão estava só.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus percebeu bem o que Adão estava pensando. Deus tinha cuidado dele, e assim Adão nem precisava dizer o seu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;E Deus disse: "Não é bom que o homem esteja só."&lt;br /&gt;Então fez com que Adão caísse num sono profundo. Quando Adão acordou, estava uma mulher a seu lado. Ela chamava-se Eva.&lt;br /&gt;Como Adão estava alegre! Pois agora já não estava mais sozinho. Levou Eva consigo para o belo jardim. Mostrou-lhe tudo. Indicou-lhe também aquela árvore, da qual não deviam comer.&lt;br /&gt;Como eram alegres e felizes! Nunca sentiam dor. Nunca ficavam doentes. Não precisavam ter medo nem ficar tristes. Pois viviam bem perto de Deus. Deus era seu Pai, e eles, Seus filhos .&lt;br /&gt;Tão felizes como eles eram, nunca mais nenhum homem na terra o foi.&lt;br /&gt;Mas certo dia, tudo ficou muito diferente. E isto por culpa deles mesmos!&lt;br /&gt;Eva passeava sozinha pelo jardim. Nisto ela chegou perto da árvore, cujos frutos eram proibidos. Então de repente ela ouviu alguém falar.&lt;br /&gt;Quem seria?&lt;br /&gt;Não era Adão. E também não era Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Eva parou, curiosa. Então viu uma cobra que olhou para Eva com seus olhos cintilantes e falou: "Escuta, é verdade que vocês não devem comer de árvore nenhuma? Deus disse isso?"&lt;br /&gt;Eva respondeu: "Que nada, nós podemos comer de todas as árvores, menos desta aqui. Pois então teremos que morrer. Foi isto que Deus disse."&lt;br /&gt;Então a cobra olhou, maliciosa, e cochichou: "Ora, vocês não vão morrer, não! Deus certamente o diz, mas não é verdade. Pelo contrário, vocês ficarão ainda muito mais felizes. Vocês ficarão iguais a Deus, tão sábios e poderosos. Pode acreditar. Eu sei melhor que o Senhor. Podem comer sossegados desta árvore. Isso não faz mal."&lt;br /&gt;Eva olhou para as frutas. Pareciam tão lindas! Deviam ser muito gostosas!&lt;br /&gt;Então ela o fez. Apanhou uma fruta da árvore e comeu. Depois deu um pedaço a Adão, e também ele comeu da fruta. Deus havia proibido tanto, e assim mesmo o fizeram. Isto foi um grande pecado.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, no mesmo instante, Adão e Eva sabiam que a cobra havia mentido.&lt;br /&gt;Logo o sentiram.&lt;br /&gt;De repente não mais se sentiam felizes. Ficaram tristes e com medo, e também com muita vergonha, pois só agora notaram que estavam nus. Até então, nunca haviam reparado nisso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora o viam. Apanharam folhas grandes e delas fizeram aventais.&lt;br /&gt;Então ouviram a voz de Deus que antes sempre os fazia tão alegres.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora a voz os fazia ficarem com medo. Fugiram. Esconderam-se de Deus, no meio dos arbustos. Desejavam não ser achados por Ele.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus os achou!&lt;br /&gt;Ele chamou Adão e disse: "Onde estás? Vem cá!"&lt;br /&gt;Bem, agora tinham que sair do esconderijo, pois Deus os via de qualquer maneira. Tremendo, apareceram. Não se atreviam a olhar para Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Deus perguntou: "Vocês comeram desta árvore?"&lt;br /&gt;Ele perguntou assim num tom zangado e ao mesmo tempo triste.&lt;br /&gt;Adão respondeu: "Sim, Senhor. Mas foi Eva que me deu um pedaço."&lt;br /&gt;E Eva falou baixinho: "Sim, Senhor. Mas a cobra disse que eu podia comer da fruta."&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Como Deus ficou zangado com a cobra! Ou melhor, com o mau inimigo, aquele que tinha incutido tais palavras na cobra. Na realidade, foi ele quem o fez.&lt;br /&gt;O inimigo tinha inveja de Deus e queria estragar Sua maravilhosa obra. E agora havia conseguido isso. Pois porque Adão e Eva haviam desobedecido, não mais podiam ficar tão perto de Deus. Agora tiveram que sair do belo paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: www.luterano.com.br&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1041267358859173596?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1041267358859173596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/adao-e-eva-adao-passeava-num-jardim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1041267358859173596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1041267358859173596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/adao-e-eva-adao-passeava-num-jardim.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2223496631024999132</id><published>2009-08-14T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:54:54.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adão e Eva'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividades - Adão e Eva - Fonte : ebdonline.com.b&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz_kvLvuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Srk3VOOPS2M/s1600-h/eva+a+companheira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369966404228071138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz_kvLvuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Srk3VOOPS2M/s400/eva+a+companheira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz_LEUvHI/AAAAAAAAA94/rsJyu2CrGbU/s1600-h/eva+enganada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369966397337418866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz_LEUvHI/AAAAAAAAA94/rsJyu2CrGbU/s400/eva+enganada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz-YwilXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/roOoPNChGdI/s1600-h/expulsos+do+paraiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369966383832667506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz-YwilXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/roOoPNChGdI/s400/expulsos+do+paraiso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz9wg6ATI/AAAAAAAAA9o/qaVRWov0oFg/s1600-h/ad%C3%A3o+e+eva+se+escondendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369966373029675314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz9wg6ATI/AAAAAAAAA9o/qaVRWov0oFg/s400/ad%C3%A3o+e+eva+se+escondendo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz9F8_RlI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XFdwj9wxw8A/s1600-h/Ad%25C3%25A3o%2520e%2520Eva.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369966361604736594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz9F8_RlI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XFdwj9wxw8A/s400/Ad%25C3%25A3o%2520e%2520Eva.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2223496631024999132?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2223496631024999132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/atividades-adao-e-eva-fonte-ebdonline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2223496631024999132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2223496631024999132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/atividades-adao-e-eva-fonte-ebdonline.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXz_kvLvuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Srk3VOOPS2M/s72-c/eva+a+companheira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5065706776372482652</id><published>2009-08-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:54:01.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adão e Eva'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Figuras para preparar o visual da história de Adão e Eva&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzEtoSZ-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/EgNiSW9peBQ/s1600-h/6+dias+da+cria%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369965393002784738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzEtoSZ-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/EgNiSW9peBQ/s400/6+dias+da+cria%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzD7QMs_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/5flML10-obc/s1600-h/ad%C3%A3o+e+eva+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369965379479974898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzD7QMs_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/5flML10-obc/s400/ad%C3%A3o+e+eva+1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzDSQFesI/AAAAAAAAA9I/HC5dGDCf_eU/s1600-h/adamandeve7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369965368473647810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzDSQFesI/AAAAAAAAA9I/HC5dGDCf_eU/s400/adamandeve7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyjhFCG3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/V5qeyqxRJy0/s1600-h/adamandeve8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369964822698007410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyjhFCG3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/V5qeyqxRJy0/s400/adamandeve8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyi-JKOkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5xTCUuydGB4/s1600-h/adamandeve9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369964813320075842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyi-JKOkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5xTCUuydGB4/s400/adamandeve9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyiAgwsxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/53a4g0V_-cA/s1600-h/adamandeve10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369964796776067858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXyiAgwsxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/53a4g0V_-cA/s400/adamandeve10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-5065706776372482652?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5065706776372482652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/figuras-para-preparar-o-visual-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5065706776372482652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5065706776372482652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/figuras-para-preparar-o-visual-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXzEtoSZ-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/EgNiSW9peBQ/s72-c/6+dias+da+cria%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1796584259034180885</id><published>2009-08-14T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:51:41.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adão e Eva'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visual para a história de Adão e Eva com gravuras coloridas,recortadas e coladas em papelão.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoXxCDyLF8I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/dsXI-OVu1VM/s1600-h/Aulinhas+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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display: block; height: 337px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoCQ-s8yTuI/AAAAAAAAAy8/lU03qkHy9tc/s1600-h/CAU8J4NG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ministerioinfantilesperanca.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-barquinho.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O BARQUINHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c1qP_hYhwI/SecYriOjQPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1iWppLI25N4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto Base: Genesis 2-7 e João 3-16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um menino chamado Toninho.Toninho morava perto de um rio, e por isso, gostava muito de barcos.Ele sempre fazia barquinhos de papeis, mas eles acabavam se desmanchando na água.Um dia, enquanto caminhava pelas ruas da pequena cidade onde morava, ele viu na vitrine da loja, um barco bem bonito, do jeitinho que ele queria.Toninho entrou na loja e perguntou o preço do barco ao dono da loja. Era um valor muito alto e Toninho não tinha o dinheiro para comprar o barco.Saiu muito triste da loja. Foi no caminho que teve uma idéia. Iria construir o seu próprio barco, mas não de papel, como das outras vezes. Agora ele iria construir um barco de madeira.Por vários dias, Toninho, juntamente com o seu pai, construiu um lindo barco.Os olhos de Toninho brilharam de alegria ao ver o lindo barquinho colorido. Com todo cuidado, Toninho colocou o barco no lago, que ficava perto do rio. E ali, brincava alegremente com o seu barquinho.Um dia, quando Toninho brincava com o seu barco, veio uma forte tempestade levou o barco de Toninho para o rio. Toninho tentou alcançar o barco, mas não conseguiu. As águas estavam muito agitadas e levou o barco para longe.Toninho ficou muito triste. O pai até queria fazer outro barco, mas Toninho queria aquele, porque ele tinha gostado muito dele. Outro barco não seria a mesma coisa.Toninho andava triste pelas ruas da cidade. Quando, de repente ao olhar para uma vitrine de uma loja, viu um barquinho muito parecido com o seu.Ele entrou na loja e pediu ao vendedor para mostrar o barquinho.Toninho pegou o barquinho nas mãos com &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c1qP_hYhwI/SecXwhhlM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/1g4VwP9ospc/s1600-h/boat.gif"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;uidado e concluiu:- Esse é o meu barquinho.O vendedor sorriu para o menino e disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Esse barco pode ser seu garoto, mas tem que pagar o preço dele.Toninho, entre lágrimas, tentou explicar o ocorrido para o vendedor. Mas, o vendedor disse que para Toninho ter o barco de volta, ele teria que pagar o valor do mesmo, porque aquele barco agora pertencia à loja.Toninho saiu da loja muito triste, pensando o que fazer para conseguir o seu barco de volta. Decidiu que iria trabalhar muito, até ajuntar o dinheiro e comprar o barco.E assim Toninho fez. Por vários dias, Toninho trabalhou muito como entregador, limpador de calçadas, etc. Até que um dia, conseguiu juntar o dinheiro para comprar o seu barquinho.Toninho foi apressadamente à loja, com medo de não encontrar o barquinho. Mas... para a sua alegria, o barco ainda estava lá.Toninho entregou o dinheiro ao vendedor que lhe deu o barco em troca.Toninho, tomou em seus braços o barquinho dando um suspiro aliviado e disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu barquinho querido. Você é meu duas vezes. A primeira vez, porque eu te construí e agora a segunda vez porque eu te comprei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa história é semelhante a nossa vida. E poderíamos dizer que somos como aquele barquinho. Um dia, Deus fez o homem com muito amor e carinho, mas a tempestade (pecado), separou o criador da criatura. Mas... Deus, o criador teve um plano e através de Jesus Cristo, seu filho, Ele pode trazer o homem de volta para os braços do criador.Muitas pessoas ainda andam longe do criador, mas Deus espera ansiosamente para tomá-lo em seus braços amorosos, porque o preço já foi pago através do sangue de Jesus derramado na cruz por causa dos nossos pecados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fonte: "ministérioinfantilesperança.blogspot.com"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-9019502766508407760?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/9019502766508407760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-barquinho-texto-base-genesis-2-7-e.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/9019502766508407760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/9019502766508407760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-barquinho-texto-base-genesis-2-7-e.html' title='O barquinho'/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SoC5pOx8lHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Ezqs4ALw-jY/s72-c/barcos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2049176190910378580</id><published>2009-08-09T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:58:46.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atividades Dia dos Pais'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TmDBRhYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6K2E_AzhYXU/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368101193959703938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TmDBRhYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6K2E_AzhYXU/s320/Aulinhas+2+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TlkWiPdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/MrmjK1FIn-4/s1600-h/lembranÃ§a+dia+dos+pais+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porta treco ou porta recados. Lembrançinhas para o Dia dos Pais feita de caixa de ADESS recortada ao meio e EVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9Tl369OYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/o1fluy94WU0/s1600-h/lembranÃ§a+dia+dos+pais+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368101190980417922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9Tl369OYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/o1fluy94WU0/s320/lembran%C3%A7a+dia+dos+pais+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TlceCZDI/AAAAAAAAAyM/MLF7hudYLB4/s1600-h/lembranÃ§a+dia+dos+pais+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368101183611364402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TlceCZDI/AAAAAAAAAyM/MLF7hudYLB4/s320/lembran%C3%A7a+dia+dos+pais+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TkyoyOrI/AAAAAAAAAyE/oqV-adhG9FQ/s1600-h/lembranÃ§a+dia+dos+pais+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368101172382153394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TkyoyOrI/AAAAAAAAAyE/oqV-adhG9FQ/s320/lembran%C3%A7a+dia+dos+pais+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2049176190910378580?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2049176190910378580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/porta-treco-ou-porta-recados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2049176190910378580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2049176190910378580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/porta-treco-ou-porta-recados.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sn9TmDBRhYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6K2E_AzhYXU/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-4540569707743085808</id><published>2009-08-01T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:07:16.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSNdM-saFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/cPe_kCmk6kw/s1600-h/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365068588945008722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSNdM-saFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/cPe_kCmk6kw/s400/0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que é ser Pai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Não é fácil&lt;/span&gt; responder esta pergunta, não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pelo menos agora que sou mãe , sei que muitas vezes erro com uma vontade imensa de que tudo dê certo, que tudo saia bem. E acho que pai também deve pensar assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu pai me ensinou muitas coisas com as ações dele. Muitas coisas que ele fez , aprendi que devo fazer ao contrário. Mas bem ou mal ele não deixou de me ensinar, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje compreendo que nem pai , nem mãe são perfeitos. Mas ambos tem que pelo menos fazer um grande esforço para serem exemplo positivo. Se não conseguirem , que reconheçam suas falhas e as coloquem diante de seu filho como forma de que errar é humano , mas pedir perdão é divino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apesar de tudo e qualquer coisa, amo meu pai e peço a Jesus que abençoe os caminhos dele, que caminhe junto com ele, pois sozinho ele não sabe andar. Somente a presença do Espírito Santo basta para que não só o Dia dos Pais , mas que todos os dias do meu pai sejam dias abençoados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desejo a todos os pais o maior presente que alguém pode ganhar na vida: Um encontro verdadeiro e transformador com Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-4540569707743085808?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4540569707743085808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-que-e-ser-pai-nao-e-facil-responder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4540569707743085808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4540569707743085808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-que-e-ser-pai-nao-e-facil-responder.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSNdM-saFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/cPe_kCmk6kw/s72-c/0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3651405791334981808</id><published>2009-08-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:49:24.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atividades Dia dos Pais'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Atividades para o Dia dos Pais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLkEfvhaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Xlp5srpl6PA/s1600-h/papai+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365066507903534498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLkEfvhaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Xlp5srpl6PA/s400/papai+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLj5TPe0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/Izr9oaagmI0/s1600-h/diploma_dia-dos-pais.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365066504898313026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLj5TPe0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/Izr9oaagmI0/s400/diploma_dia-dos-pais.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLjneTG7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ulqoBKN1ubs/s1600-h/diploma_dia-dos-pais.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3651405791334981808?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3651405791334981808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3651405791334981808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3651405791334981808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSLkEfvhaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Xlp5srpl6PA/s72-c/papai+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-8079015728967784455</id><published>2009-08-01T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:48:15.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedro não se afogou'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSHo5lqNdI/AAAAAAAAAuo/im3oYE-Bmx4/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365062192828397010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSHo5lqNdI/AAAAAAAAAuo/im3oYE-Bmx4/s400/Aulinhas+2+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSHRvuH4GI/AAAAAAAAAug/ghzGkhkHBb4/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365061795042549858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSHRvuH4GI/AAAAAAAAAug/ghzGkhkHBb4/s400/Aulinhas+2+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Pedro não se afogou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Leia mais em: João 6:16- 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Para o visual, m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;aterial necessário:&lt;br /&gt;1)Confeccione um barco de papelão&lt;br /&gt;2)TNT azul para representar o mar. ( Você pode sentar no chão e colocar o TNT sobre as pernas cruzadas)&lt;br /&gt;3)Confeccione os personagens de papelão com roupas típicas ou adquira bonecos de plástico (vendidos normalmente em lojas de R$1,99).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Mensagem:&lt;br /&gt;Com Jesus estamos seguros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;História:&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto Jesus orava no monte , começava a se formar uma grande tormenta. Jesus percebe a situação e resolve ir ao encontro de seus discípulos que estavam em alto mar .&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegou na praia , Jesus começou a caminhar sobre as águas o mar. Logo os discípulos perceberam que alguém se aproximava e ficaram atemorizados!&lt;br /&gt;Acharam que poderia ser um fantasma! Eles gritaram ao ver o vulto branco do Mestre caminhando sobre as águas.&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando Jesus disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Sou eu; Não temais!&lt;br /&gt;Mas eles não acreditaram que Jesus estaria ali andando sobre as águas .&lt;br /&gt;Então Pedro falou:&lt;br /&gt;- Senhor, se és Tu realmente, deixe eu ir contigo.&lt;br /&gt;- Vem! – Jesus disse.&lt;br /&gt;O mar estava tão agitado que precisava ser muito corajoso para sair do barco e cair na água.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, Pedro teve coragem e começou a andar sobre as águas. Mas tamanha coragem durou pouco.&lt;br /&gt;Assim que desviou os olhos de Jesus, Pedro começou a duvidar. E nesse momento, ele começou a afundar.&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado , pedro gritou:&lt;br /&gt;-Senhor, Salva-me! Estou afundando!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus o segurou pelas mãos e o puxou para cima.&lt;br /&gt;No momento em que os dois entraram no barco, o mar ficou calmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aplicação:Devemos confiar no Senhor Jesus sem temer as circunstâncias e se isso nos parece difícil, devemos orar ao Senhor para aumentar nossa Fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSDLLp1YVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/E0IJDE3VgJg/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSDK3O5WeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/SN2FS0h6G5I/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8079015728967784455?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8079015728967784455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/pedro-nao-se-afogou-leia-mais-em-joao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8079015728967784455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8079015728967784455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/pedro-nao-se-afogou-leia-mais-em-joao.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnSHo5lqNdI/AAAAAAAAAuo/im3oYE-Bmx4/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1918314983301863209</id><published>2009-07-23T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:52:13.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marta e Maria'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Modelos de fantoches de palito de picolé para a história de Marta , Maria e Lázaro eram amigos de Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0y9gtuYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/U-4xNQNn4Ds/s1600-h/fantoche+mulher+bÃ&amp;shy;blica+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361804512726989186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0y9gtuYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/U-4xNQNn4Ds/s200/fantoche+mulher+b%C3%ADblica+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0yQLvY_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/dMEncwMf5J0/s1600-h/fantoche+mulher+bÃ&amp;shy;blica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361804500559422450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0yQLvY_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/dMEncwMf5J0/s200/fantoche+mulher+b%C3%ADblica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0yWFXjZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/FuizELptZeA/s1600-h/fantoche+homem+bÃ&amp;shy;blico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361804502143307154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0yWFXjZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/FuizELptZeA/s200/fantoche+homem+b%C3%ADblico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1918314983301863209?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1918314983301863209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/modelos-de-fantoches-de-palito-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1918314983301863209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1918314983301863209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/modelos-de-fantoches-de-palito-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Smj0y9gtuYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/U-4xNQNn4Ds/s72-c/fantoche+mulher+b%C3%ADblica+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5641160118086232677</id><published>2009-07-23T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:51:31.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marta e Maria'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzDZB61wI/AAAAAAAAAsw/-Z7fhyAEVfU/s1600-h/Diversas+DEZ+2008+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Marta, Maria e Lázaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzDGdMwkI/AAAAAAAAAso/RTjs4uKkv_A/s1600-h/Aulinhas+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361802590982816322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzDGdMwkI/AAAAAAAAAso/RTjs4uKkv_A/s200/Aulinhas+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzC_fDLXI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7xksTfl0bbE/s1600-h/Aulinhas+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361802589111528818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzC_fDLXI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7xksTfl0bbE/s200/Aulinhas+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzCprbYwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/E9MCCdcKaEs/s1600-h/Aulinhas+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361802583257867010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzCprbYwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/E9MCCdcKaEs/s200/Aulinhas+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JESUS, MARIA, MARTA E LÁZARO ERAM AMIGOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leia mais em : João 12, 1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Bíblia nos mostra que Jesus tinha amigos muitos especiais. Um deles era Lázaro. (pode ser usado um fantoche de palito de picolé representando Lázaro).&lt;br /&gt;Lázaro tinha uma irmã chamada Marta (outro fantoche de palito de picolé).&lt;br /&gt;Lázaro e Marta tinham uma irmã chamada Maria (mais um fantoche de mulher). Lázaro, Marta e Maria eram muito amigos de Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Vocês se lembram da história da visita de Jesus a casa de Marta e Maria em que esta ficou sentada aos Seus pés ouvindo Seus ensinamentos ?&lt;br /&gt;Então, todos amavam muito estar ao lado de Jesus.Um dia, Lázaro, Marta e Maria convidaram Jesus e algumas outras pessoas para uma refeição especial.&lt;br /&gt;Marta provavelmente cozinhou e serviu a comida. E Maria pensou num presente especial para Jesus.O dia do jantar finalmente chegou. Lázaro, Jesus e os outros convidados sentaram-se à mesa. Marta serviu o jantar que ela havia preparado com muito carinho.Quando todos acabaram de comer, Maria trouxe um presente especial para Jesus. O presente era um vidro de perfume. Era um perfume especial que custava bem caro. Maria queria dar o perfume a Jesus para demonstrar o quanto ela O amava. Ela colocou o perfume nos pés de Jesus e os secou com seus longos cabelos.Nos tempos da Bíblia, passar perfume em alguém era uma maneira de demonstrar amor. Como naquela região fazia muito calor, o perfume se espalhou e toda a casa cheirava bem!Jesus amava seus amigos Lázaro, Marta e Maria. Deus deu amigos a Jesus. Deus nos dá amigos. Amigos são especiais. Vamos agradecer a Jesus por nossos amigos e pedir a Ele que os abençoe com sua misericórdia e proteção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-5641160118086232677?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5641160118086232677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/jesus-maria-marta-e-lazaro-eram-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5641160118086232677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5641160118086232677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/jesus-maria-marta-e-lazaro-eram-amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmjzDGdMwkI/AAAAAAAAAso/RTjs4uKkv_A/s72-c/Aulinhas+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1139163903271547296</id><published>2009-07-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:53:27.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marta e Maria'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Este visual usado na história Marta e Maria teve as gravuras retiradas do blog ideias e arte e após imprimir em papel mais duro , prendi as gravuras no palito de churrasco e criei uma caixa cenário para contar a história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmuSPZu7h0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wFCxTjl1vQY/s1600-h/Marta+e+Maria+B+-+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362540574618126146" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmuSGLDkhAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/nw-4fk3oY04/s200/Niver+de+Pimp%C3%A3o+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmuSFzL40hI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/eSAdd3ha4CE/s1600-h/Niver+de+PimpÃ£o+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362540409651778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmuSFzL40hI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/eSAdd3ha4CE/s200/Niver+de+Pimp%C3%A3o+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Marta e Maria&lt;br /&gt;Leia mais em Lucas 10.38:42 .&lt;br /&gt;Versículo: “Maria escolheu a boa parte, a qual não lhe será tirada”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Em Betânia, uma cidade que ficava bem pertinho de Jerusalém, viviam duas irmãs que se chamavam Marta e Maria.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia as irmãs receberam uma visita muito especial em sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;Vocês sabem quem foi visitar Marta e Maria?&lt;br /&gt;Foi Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem que alegria poder receber Jesus como seu amigo e abrir a porta de sua casa para Ele entrar!&lt;br /&gt;Marta abriu a porta e feliz disse:&lt;br /&gt;_ Jesus! Que prazer recebê-lo!Chamarei Maria , pois ela ficará muito feliz em vê-lo!&lt;br /&gt;Maria logo correu ao encontro de Jesus e feliz pediu que Ele sentasse.&lt;br /&gt;Sentada aos pés do Senhor, Maria ouvia atenta Seus ensinamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele momento era muito especial para ela. Poder ficar ali, quietinha ouvindo Jesus e aprendendo Sua palavra.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Marta agia de maneira diferente diante do Senhor, talvez por ser mais agitada preferiu cuidar da casa . Mas não era descaso com Jesus. Marta queria fazer algo especial para agradá-lo. Era assim que demonstrava seu sentimento por Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela logo se incomodou com a tranqüilidade de Maria e pediu que Jesus dissesse a ela que deveria ajudá-la com o serviço da casa.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus amorosamente respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;_ Marta, você tão ansiosa e preocupada com estas tarefas, mas há apenas uma coisa com que você deve se preocupar. E Maria descobriu o que é mais importante. Ela escolheu a melhor parte e esta ninguém poderá lhe tirar.&lt;br /&gt;E para vocês crianças, o que é mais importante : se alimentar com comida ou com os ensinamentos de Jesus. Claro que os dois são importantes, mas devemos reservar nosso tempo para os dois, não é?&lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento o mais importante era ouvir Jesus, aprender seus ensinamentos.Aquela oportunidade não podia ser perdida. E muitas vezes ficamos tanto tempo vendo filme, jogando vídeo game, brincando no computador e não paramos nem um minutinho para conversar com Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje podemos conversar com Jesus através da oração, é assim que ficamos aos Seus pés recebendo Seus ensinamentos. Quando oramos Jesus nos ouve e através da Bíblia Ele fala conosco, nos mostrando o que é certo e o que é errado.&lt;br /&gt;Com a oração nos tornamos ainda mais amigos de Jesus e essa é a melhor parte que ninguém poderá tirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1139163903271547296?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1139163903271547296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/marta-e-maria-leia-mais-em-lucas-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1139163903271547296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1139163903271547296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/marta-e-maria-leia-mais-em-lucas-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmuSPZu7h0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wFCxTjl1vQY/s72-c/Marta+e+Maria+B+-+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-797123004624792539</id><published>2009-07-18T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T13:37:46.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A nuvenzinha triste'/><title type='text'>A nuvenzinha triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A nuvenzinha triste - Fonte : escoladominical.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYVj7yI9I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sWvj-xtFbZ8/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943633970799570" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYVj7yI9I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sWvj-xtFbZ8/s200/Aulinhas+2+139.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYE_DftuI/AAAAAAAAAsI/3OR_BcooD40/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943349193127650" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYE_DftuI/AAAAAAAAAsI/3OR_BcooD40/s200/Aulinhas+2+140.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYEu_rgvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/r81LZ8AgR1s/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359943344882156274" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJYEu_rgvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/r81LZ8AgR1s/s200/Aulinhas+2+141.jpg" style="cursor: hand; 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display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW33u3oeI/AAAAAAAAArg/_QeN_-koWZE/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359942024377639394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW33u3oeI/AAAAAAAAArg/_QeN_-koWZE/s200/Aulinhas+2+145.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3oDRSEI/AAAAAAAAArY/f6fsX4Fgf_w/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359942020168239170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3oDRSEI/AAAAAAAAArY/f6fsX4Fgf_w/s200/Aulinhas+2+146.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3Y0meQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/f-OMYkF0YuM/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359942016080181506" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3Y0meQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/f-OMYkF0YuM/s200/Aulinhas+2+147.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3PSyalI/AAAAAAAAArI/v_tDFmqNQOM/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359942013522438738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW3PSyalI/AAAAAAAAArI/v_tDFmqNQOM/s200/Aulinhas+2+148.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW24xEr3I/AAAAAAAAArA/wEPPLTqeYvc/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359942007475449714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SmJW24xEr3I/AAAAAAAAArA/wEPPLTqeYvc/s200/Aulinhas+2+150.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;A NUVENZINHA TRISTE&lt;br /&gt;1-Vocês já olharam o céu? Já viram quantas nuvens? Elas são branquinhas como algodão. A sua casa é no céu. Lá moram muitas nuvens. Elas mudam de forma quando o vento sopra. Elas vão se ajuntando e se parecem com pessoas, animais, árvores, estrelas e com muitas coisas mais.&lt;br /&gt;Mas havia uma nuvenzinha muito triste. Ela já estava cansada de ser nuvem. Ela não estava feliz por Deus tê-la criado sendo uma nuvem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Então ela viu uma borboleta colorida voando, voando. E ela pensou:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu poderia ser uma borboleta!&lt;br /&gt;Ela se espichou daqui e dali e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Logo se transformou numa borboleta. Que bom! Agora ela parecia com uma borboleta. Ela podia voar pra lá e pra cá. Mas, a borboleta não podia voar mais alto. E ela então se cansou de ser borboleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Mais tarde, ela viu um avião a jato voando pelos ares. E ela pensou:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu poderia ser um avião a jato para viajar a muitos lugares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- E ela se espichou daqui e dali, transformando-se em um avião a jato. Agora sim ela poderia ser feliz. Afinal, agora ela poderia voar bem alto, conhecer muitos lugares, muitas pessoas. Mas, ela logo se cansou de voar, de ir para longe das outras nuvens. Ela ficava tão sozinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- Então ela viu um balão colorido. Ela ficou impressionada com a altura que ele voava, era tão bonito e voava tão alto! As crianças riam e brincavam com ele, parecendo tão felizes!&lt;br /&gt;A nuvenzinha resolveu então ser um balão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- Foi se espichando dali e daqui, até que se transformou num balão. E quando o vento soprava, o balão voava bem alto. Mas ela se cansou de ser balão. As crianças não se alegravam mais com ela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- E numa noite, ela viu a lua brilhando no céu. Ela também quis ser lua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Espichou daqui e dali, ela se transformou numa lua bem bonita. Mas, a vida da lua não era muito boa. E, ela, se cansou de ser lua.&lt;br /&gt;A nuvenzinha já estava desanimada por procurar ser tanta coisa e não conseguir ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;As outras nuvens começaram a conversar com ela, para saber a razão de sua tristeza. Então ela explicou que já havia transformado em tantas coisas e nada havia lhe trazido alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Então ela começou a chorar. Suas lágrimas foram caindo, caindo... como gotinhas de água em cima da terra, do campo, das flores e logo o capim foi crescendo e ficando verdinho, as flores foram se abrindo alegrando o jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- E a nuvenzinha foi ficando alegre e compreendendo como era importante ser uma nuvenzinha. Ela já não queria ser outra coisa. A borboleta, o avião. O balão, a lua, cada um tinha sua função, cada um era importante.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso devemos ser felizes como Deus nos fez. Nós somos importantes também.&lt;br /&gt;A nuvenzinha descobriu como era maravilhoso ser uma nuvem. Deus criou a nuvenzinha para nos dar chuva, que molha a terra, o campo, dando alimento para as pessoas e os animais. Assim através de suas gotinhas ela descobriu que podia alegrar muita gente e se tornou feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aplicação: Você criança, não deve fazer como a nuvenzinha. Ficar reclamando de como Deus te criou, querendo ser outras pessoas. Cada um de nós é importante. Mas, se ficarmos reclamando não vamos descobrir o nosso valor. Com certeza você pode dar muita alegria para a sua família, para os amiguinhos, para a igreja e principalmente para Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-797123004624792539?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/797123004624792539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/esta-estoria-de-fundo-moral-foi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6143557567779931634</id><published>2009-06-10T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:21:26.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBbHEHOOOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/34NKVcG9dcU/s1600-h/0045.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345872934610024674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBbHEHOOOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/34NKVcG9dcU/s320/0045.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Rock Gospel – Cristina Mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A mão direita pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A mão direita atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A mão direita pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dance o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Gire, gire no lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;É assim que a gente faz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A mão esquerda pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A mão esquerda atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A mão esquerda pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cabeça para à frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cabeça para atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cabeça para à frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;É assim que a gente faz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé direito pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé direito atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé direito pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé esquerdo pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé esquerdo atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O pé esquerdo pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O corpo todo pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O corpo todo atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O corpo todo pra frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;E balance sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esse é o Rock Gospel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;É assim que a gente faz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;É assim que a gente faz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É assim que a gente faz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-6143557567779931634?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBbHEHOOOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/34NKVcG9dcU/s72-c/0045.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3492657133970021852</id><published>2009-06-03T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:26:25.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versículos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A grande maioria dos versículos postados representam criação da talentosa Sandra Mac (moderadora do site escoladominical.net)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SibQpqmLcHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/d_d-1FpNv6k/s1600-h/2155381668_b8851440dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1700794680502158011</id><published>2009-06-03T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:27:14.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versículos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SibP-djdkcI/AAAAAAAAApY/von8g1Y6yTY/s1600-h/2155380398_5fb478f35c.jpg"&gt;A grande maioria dos versículos postados representam criação da talentosa Sandra Mac (moderadora do site escoladominical.net)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343186679913877954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SibP-djdkcI/AAAAAAAAApY/von8g1Y6yTY/s320/2155380398_5fb478f35c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRk5OzqwjI/AAAAAAAAAm4/TqoAvm99pDE/s320/Carinha_Feliz_Triste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRk43asJhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/1Mz_snaF3YE/s1600-h/ATIVIDADE+AÃ‡Ã•ES+CERTAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342505986079598098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRk43asJhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/1Mz_snaF3YE/s320/ATIVIDADE+A%C3%87%C3%95ES+CERTAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRk4jut6kI/AAAAAAAAAmo/O6jqbJASCEA/s1600-h/Aulinhas+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O bom Samaritano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saber mais leia: Lucas 10:25-37&lt;br /&gt;Você vai precisar de:&lt;br /&gt;• Rostinhos dos moldes em anexo (prepare círculos com um rostinho alegre de um lado e um rostinho triste do outro para cada criança.As crianças serão orientadas para levantarem o rostinho alegre sempre que um personagem fizer a escolha certa e o rostinho triste sempre que um personagem fizer uma escolha errada. A pessoa que estiver contando a história também deverá ter um modelo em sua mão.&lt;br /&gt;• Palitos de picolé&lt;br /&gt;Mensagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o bem alegra o coração de Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contando a história&lt;br /&gt;Nós sempre temos motivos para demonstrar a nossa gratidão a Deus. Sabem por quê? Porque Deus nos ama e cuida de nós. Hoje temos uma linda história para contar. Quem contou esta história pela primeira vez foi Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Um homem estava descendo de Jerusalém para Jericó. No caminho alguns ladrões o assaltaram, tiraram sua roupa, bateram nele e o dei&amp;shy;xaram quase morto. Que coisa feia eles fizeram, não é mesmo? (neste momento, a pessoa que estiver contando a história ergue o rostinho triste e todas as crianças deverão imitá-la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acontece que um sacerdote estava descendo por aquele mesmo cami&amp;shy;nho. Quando viu o homem, tratou de passar pelo outro lado da estrada. Este também não fez a escolha certa! (erguer o rostinho triste).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também um levita passou por ali. Olhou e também foi embora pelo outro lado da estrada. Este também não havia aprendido a amar o seu próximo (mostrar o rostinho triste).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, um samaritano que estava viajando por aquele caminho chegou até ali. Quando viu o homem, ficou com muita pena dele (erguer o rostinho alegre e manter erguido até o final).&lt;br /&gt;Chegou perto do homem ferido, limpou os seus ferimentos com azeite e vinho e em seguida os enfaixou. Depois disso, o samaritano colocou-o no seu próprio animal e o levou para uma pensão, onde cuidou dele.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, entregou duas moedas de prata ao dono da pensão, dizendo: -Tome conta dele. Quando eu passar por aqui na volta, pagarei o que você gastar a mais com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Na sua opinião, qual desses três foi o próximo do homem assaltado?&lt;br /&gt;Foi aquele que o socorreu, não é?&lt;br /&gt;E Jesus disse: -Pois vá e faça a mesma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos orar e pedir que Deus nos ajude a sermos bondosos com os que necessitam de nosso amor e ajuda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Depois poderá ser feito uma atividade de bom comportamento e atitudes que agradam a Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8561033033771883711?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8561033033771883711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-bom-samaritano-para-saber-mais-leia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8561033033771883711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8561033033771883711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-bom-samaritano-para-saber-mais-leia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRk5OzqwjI/AAAAAAAAAm4/TqoAvm99pDE/s72-c/Carinha_Feliz_Triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-314588047171881139</id><published>2009-06-01T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:09:42.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana mãe de Samuel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividades e moldes para a história de Ana&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-7a_toI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tYMIU6yIyKU/s1600-h/SAMUEL+COL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502791698953858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-7a_toI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tYMIU6yIyKU/s320/SAMUEL+COL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-kXsNsI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5HWCwxelmSM/s1600-h/palavra+cruza+de+samuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502785511077570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-kXsNsI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/5HWCwxelmSM/s320/palavra+cruza+de+samuel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-dIaIYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/A_sXMRVrXHs/s1600-h/ana+e+Eli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502783567929730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-dIaIYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/A_sXMRVrXHs/s320/ana+e+Eli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhe0_dm5I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B_abPCSkh7Q/s1600-h/ana+sonha+com+um+filho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502240217045906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhe0_dm5I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B_abPCSkh7Q/s320/ana+sonha+com+um+filho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhezTjR9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/pg3NHyWSV98/s1600-h/gravidez+de+ana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502239764432850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhezTjR9I/AAAAAAAAAl4/pg3NHyWSV98/s320/gravidez+de+ana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhegnB2LI/AAAAAAAAAlw/B9XrYUAdY0U/s1600-h/elcana+,+ana+e+samuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502234745854130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRhegnB2LI/AAAAAAAAAlw/B9XrYUAdY0U/s320/elcana+,+ana+e+samuel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRheaeWReI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bfcYWyP0wME/s1600-h/ana+e+samuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502233098831330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRheaeWReI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bfcYWyP0wME/s320/ana+e+samuel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRheZ0qO8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ODimyeVs140/s1600-h/samuel+e+eli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502232923978690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRheZ0qO8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ODimyeVs140/s320/samuel+e+eli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-314588047171881139?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/314588047171881139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/atividades-e-moldes-para-historia-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/314588047171881139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/314588047171881139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/atividades-e-moldes-para-historia-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiRh-7a_toI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tYMIU6yIyKU/s72-c/SAMUEL+COL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2198549644437290945</id><published>2009-06-01T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:26:50.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana mãe de Samuel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;História de Ana , mãe de Samuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há muitos e muitos anos atrás havia um homem chamado Elcana casado com Ana que não podia ter filhos. Por causa disso Ana era muito infeliz e vivia chorando pelos cantos. E pra completar, Elcana havia tido filhos com outra mulher, Penina, que vivia zombando de Ana. Elcana já não sabia mais o que fazer. Dizia pra Ana: “Ana, por favor, não chora, porque eu sou melhor que 10 filhos para ti”. Mas Ana não queria saber. Queria porque queria ter filhos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPl6VaRYEE8/SNjelyA0D_I/AAAAAAAABiY/JFyNEO58WyA/s1600-h/sam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo ano, como era o costume, eles iam à Silo, orar e ofertar ao Senhor. E nessa ocasião Ana se derramou mais ainda em lágrimas diante do altar do Senhor. Ana pediu ao Senhor um filho e fez um voto de que se o Senhor a ouvisse ela entregaria o menino para servi-lo no templo, durante toda a sua vida. E Ana orava ao Senhor só mexendo os lábios de maneira que o sacerdote do templo, Eli, que a observava pensou que ela estivesse embriagada e disse “Mulher, por que bebes vinho?” Ana então explicou que não tinha bebido nada, não. Ela era uma mulher de Deus e contou para o sacerdote o motivo da sua aflição e do seu pranto. Eli disse: “Então vai em paz e que o Deus de Israel atenda ao teu pedido”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPl6VaRYEE8/SNjemcWkC6I/AAAAAAAABig/r6q2JkUiHNk/s1600-h/sam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E Ana foi e o seu rosto não era mais triste. Sabem por quê, crianças? Ana ficou cheia de fé. Acreditou que o Senhor a atenderia. Um tempo depois Ana engravidou. Que felicidade! E o menino nasceu e recebeu o nome de Samuel, e Ana esperou Samuel parar de mamar e juntamente com seu esposo Elcana o levou ao templo para ser consagrado ao Senhor e o entregou a Eli.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPl6VaRYEE8/SNjemTcj_hI/AAAAAAAABio/gwHhRbHkqbI/s1600-h/sam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ana estava tão feliz e agradecida que levou também ofertas e fez um lindo cântico ao Senhor, que entre outras palavras dizia: “Não há santo como é o Senhor, porque não há outro fora de ti, e rocha nenhuma há como o nosso Deus”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPl6VaRYEE8/SNjfUcLEo1I/AAAAAAAABiw/OE5HNvVzv0A/s1600-h/sam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;E Samuel? Ah, Samuel ficou morando no templo e aprendendo tudo sobre os assuntos do Senhor, porque um dia ele iria se tornar um grande sacerdote e profeta de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas seus pais Elcana e Ana não o abandonaram, não. Todo ano eles o visitavam quando iam ao templo orar ao Senhor e Ana trazia-lhe roupinhas novas. E Ana por ser fiel ao Senhor e por ter cumprido o voto que fez para com Ele, foi abençoada com mais 5 filhos: 3 meninos e 2 meninas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;OBJETIVOS: SABER que Deus ouve toda oração, quer seja triste ou alegre. SENTIR que pode levar seus problemas e agradecimentos a Deus. ESTAR disposto a conversar com Deus quando estiver triste ou alegre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;VERSO PARA MEMORIZAR&lt;br /&gt;“Não andeis ansiosos de coisa alguma; em tudo, porém, sejam conhecidas, diante de Deus, as vossas petições, pela oração e pela súplica, com ações de graças.” Filipenses 4:6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2198549644437290945?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2198549644437290945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/historia-de-ana-mae-de-samuel-ha-muitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2198549644437290945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2198549644437290945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/historia-de-ana-mae-de-samuel-ha-muitos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3073228126711408495</id><published>2009-05-31T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:35:25.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Ovelha Perdida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A OVELHA PERDIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus está reunido com cobradores de impostos e pecadores. Aqueles eram muito mal vistos pelo povo, pois roubavam na hora de cobrar os impostos.  Jesus estava pregando e os pecadores, ouvindo. Os fariseus (membros de um grupo religioso que obedecia as leis judaicas ao pé da letra) e os escribas (doutores da lei ou os teólogos da época) não podiam concordar com aquela cena: Jesus falando com pecadores. Segundo a lei judaica, alguém que diz seguir os mandamentos de Deus jamais poderia entrar em contato com pecadores. Como, então, Jesus, que se diz Filho de Deus, pode estar conversando com pecadores. Naquela época pensava-se “quem conversa com pecadores, também se transforma em pecador”. E Jesus, para explicar por que ele conversava com aqueles considerados pecadores, conta uma parábola: da ovelha perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta parábola, Jesus fala de um pastor de ovelhas, que tinha 100 ovelhas. Jesus conta como se o pastor de ovelhas fosse Deus e as ovelhas fossem os seres humanos.&lt;br /&gt;Este pastor tinha muito trabalho para cuidar do seu rebanho, pois sempre tinha que contar suas ovelhas para ver se não faltava nenhuma. Um dia, ele sente falta de uma de suas ovelhas. Ele conta e reconta o rebanho várias vezes, mas só consegue achar 99 ovelhas. E o pastor fica muito triste, pois falta uma ovelha. Para o pastor, cada ovelha é muito especial. Portanto, ele resolve prender as 99 ovelhas que estão perto dele e vai procurar aquela que falta. Ele só consegue descansar na hora em que ele encontra a ovelhinha perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Jesus contou esta parábola, ele queria nos dizer que é melhor um pecador arrependido, do que alguém pecador sem arrependimento algum . Também que qualquer um de nós pode ser uma ovelha perdida, mas Deus nunca vai nos abandonar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3073228126711408495?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3073228126711408495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-jesus-esta-reunido-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3073228126711408495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3073228126711408495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-jesus-esta-reunido-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-960398407577587585</id><published>2009-05-31T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:20:51.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichinhos e personagens de rolo de papel higiênico e palito de picolé'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rainha Ester&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRkCgW1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/eDm_QA6F8ZM/s1600-h/fantoche+de+ester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342085297421179730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRkCgW1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/eDm_QA6F8ZM/s320/fantoche+de+ester.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mulher da Bíblia&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRYd_ZhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PhFthyg5TTU/s1600-h/fantoche+mulher+bÃ&amp;shy;blica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342085294315234834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRYd_ZhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PhFthyg5TTU/s320/fantoche+mulher+b%C3%ADblica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homem da Bíblia&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRAIrZxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7zcw5v41xPs/s1600-h/fantoche+homem+bÃ&amp;shy;blico+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342085287783393042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRAIrZxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7zcw5v41xPs/s320/fantoche+homem+b%C3%ADblico+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRMdAnII/AAAAAAAAAlA/2FJgR2U0CyA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;Mulher da Bíblia&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342085291089894530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRMdAnII/AAAAAAAAAlA/2FJgR2U0CyA/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-960398407577587585?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/960398407577587585/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainha-ester-mulher-da-biblia-homem-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/960398407577587585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/960398407577587585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainha-ester-mulher-da-biblia-homem-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLmRkCgW1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/eDm_QA6F8ZM/s72-c/fantoche+de+ester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-4790856359170723757</id><published>2009-05-31T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:16:09.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichinhos e personagens de rolo de papel higiênico e palito de picolé'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homem da bíblia&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLktGVkKNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2NypOA76Ci0/s1600-h/fantoche+homem+bÃ&amp;shy;blico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342083571461138642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLktGVkKNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2NypOA76Ci0/s320/fantoche+homem+b%C3%ADblico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mulher da Bíblia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksufMBZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/P6WWmr9hVlI/s1600-h/fantoche+mulher+bÃ&amp;shy;blica+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342083565059048850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksufMBZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/P6WWmr9hVlI/s320/fantoche+mulher+b%C3%ADblica+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moisés&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksVMeVWI/AAAAAAAAAko/4KE04R0yPuU/s1600-h/rolinho+moises.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342083558269670754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksVMeVWI/AAAAAAAAAko/4KE04R0yPuU/s320/rolinho+moises.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksFv09uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2EJcVTapxgg/s1600-h/pastorzinho+de+rolinho.jmolde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342083554122987234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLksFv09uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2EJcVTapxgg/s320/pastorzinho+de+rolinho.jmolde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davi&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLkr9ZUuCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/nvAr7SN0xmc/s1600-h/pastorzinho+de+rolinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342083551881115682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLkr9ZUuCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/nvAr7SN0xmc/s320/pastorzinho+de+rolinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-4790856359170723757?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4790856359170723757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4790856359170723757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4790856359170723757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLktGVkKNI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2NypOA76Ci0/s72-c/fantoche+homem+b%C3%ADblico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-4687154370638068066</id><published>2009-05-31T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:08:07.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Ovelha Perdida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Ovelha Perdida&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLjT7FzbXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Zb5gmHxfbtA/s1600-h/monte+as+ovelhas..continua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342082039433882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLjT7FzbXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Zb5gmHxfbtA/s320/monte+as+ovelhas..continua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLjThyxCiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/DZkHOBWqwWw/s1600-h/monte+as+ovelhas+e+pastor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342082032643148322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLjThyxCiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/DZkHOBWqwWw/s320/monte+as+ovelhas+e+pastor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Ovelha Perdida - Visual 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta foi contada com gravuras recortadas do molde acima, colando num papel mais resistente, aplicando imã adesivado no verso e placa de metal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhFfqvm_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/_0i7-Mg9KNk/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342079592531205106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhFfqvm_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/_0i7-Mg9KNk/s320/Aulinhas+2+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhFC8TTcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5w7FqirWTj0/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342079584820219330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhFC8TTcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5w7FqirWTj0/s320/Aulinhas+2+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEkNFyPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/aXCgHfduQek/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342079576569137394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEkNFyPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/aXCgHfduQek/s320/Aulinhas+2+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEd_9FjI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kVB-QXH_gy4/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342079574903428658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEd_9FjI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kVB-QXH_gy4/s320/Aulinhas+2+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEGRBELI/AAAAAAAAAjg/AK4D64GYz10/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342079568532541618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLhEGRBELI/AAAAAAAAAjg/AK4D64GYz10/s320/Aulinhas+2+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-4687154370638068066?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4687154370638068066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-visual-2-esta-foi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4687154370638068066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4687154370638068066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-visual-2-esta-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLjT7FzbXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Zb5gmHxfbtA/s72-c/monte+as+ovelhas..continua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6130579553586998216</id><published>2009-05-31T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:49:23.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Ovelha Perdida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Ovelha Perdida - Visual 1&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342076518102417362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSihzP9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/hrPn7z_1etg/s200/Diversas+DEZ+2008+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esta foi contada usando fantoches de&lt;br /&gt;palito de picolé a partir de gravuras&lt;br /&gt;fincadas numa caixa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSb_iXNI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6TOXpHwZcJ0/s1600-h/Diversas+DEZ+2008+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342076516348091602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSb_iXNI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6TOXpHwZcJ0/s200/Diversas+DEZ+2008+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSB4P0II/AAAAAAAAAjI/tzg7VomlAvM/s1600-h/Diversas+DEZ+2008+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342076509338194050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSB4P0II/AAAAAAAAAjI/tzg7VomlAvM/s200/Diversas+DEZ+2008+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-6130579553586998216?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/6130579553586998216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-visual-1-esta-foi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6130579553586998216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6130579553586998216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovelha-perdida-visual-1-esta-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLeSihzP9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/hrPn7z_1etg/s72-c/Diversas+DEZ+2008+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6186375958187967229</id><published>2009-05-31T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:08:19.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana mãe de Samuel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Este visual para a aulinha sobre Ana, mãe de Samuel, foi preparado com gravuras a partir de impressos da Internet. Todas as gravuras foram coloridas e recortadas (coladas em papel mais resistente), sendo que no verso eu colei imã adesivado. Enquanto a história vai sendo contada, as gravuras devem ser postas e retiradas da placa de metal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZrp2xOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AnmnzH-nAYE/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071143253066978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZrp2xOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AnmnzH-nAYE/s320/Aulinhas+2+077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZVfuDKI/AAAAAAAAAiw/nrq66r7Gt-I/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071137304972450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZVfuDKI/AAAAAAAAAiw/nrq66r7Gt-I/s320/Aulinhas+2+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZMOAMrI/AAAAAAAAAio/YWxIaniK710/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071134814745266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZMOAMrI/AAAAAAAAAio/YWxIaniK710/s320/Aulinhas+2+079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZY4_pNuI/AAAAAAAAAig/0EjOPIOU54A/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071129654245090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZY4_pNuI/AAAAAAAAAig/0EjOPIOU54A/s320/Aulinhas+2+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071126996241874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZYvF7TdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/VJISAV-Rbek/s320/Aulinhas+2+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW2C_8kUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BQdOY7aLCgE/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342068332021190978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW2C_8kUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BQdOY7aLCgE/s320/Aulinhas+2+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342068326717478626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW1vPcVuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/j5dlRjR5Cvg/s320/Aulinhas+2+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW1bdA_OI/AAAAAAAAAiA/uaUz6aZcsqI/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342068321405697250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW1bdA_OI/AAAAAAAAAiA/uaUz6aZcsqI/s320/Aulinhas+2+084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342068316068154418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW1HkcjDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/AjcFD7BDmag/s320/Aulinhas+2+085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW0p6aItI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W5Ys20M5L-A/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342068308107207378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLW0p6aItI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W5Ys20M5L-A/s320/Aulinhas+2+086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-6186375958187967229?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/6186375958187967229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/este-visual-para-aulinha-sobre-ana-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6186375958187967229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6186375958187967229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/este-visual-para-aulinha-sobre-ana-mae.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLZZrp2xOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AnmnzH-nAYE/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5066290374934381707</id><published>2009-05-31T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:41:34.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O cego de Jericó'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLb9pLPiHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/O4SrEYkh5g0/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342073960086341746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLb9pLPiHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/O4SrEYkh5g0/s320/Aulinhas+2+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O cego de Jericó - Bartimeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este visual foi impresso de site da &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;internet e depois colorido com giz de cera e lápis de cor para ilustrar a aulinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTufA8VWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RwBrHS2oiWQ/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342064903567725922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTufA8VWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RwBrHS2oiWQ/s400/Aulinhas+2+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTuCT0LoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/l7XCbTWT4To/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342064895862255234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTuCT0LoI/AAAAAAAAAhY/l7XCbTWT4To/s400/Aulinhas+2+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTt2FTccI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jycBNRy4ptY/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342064892580164034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLTt2FTccI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jycBNRy4ptY/s400/Aulinhas+2+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-5066290374934381707?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5066290374934381707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/este-visual-foi-impresso-de-site-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5066290374934381707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5066290374934381707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/este-visual-foi-impresso-de-site-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLb9pLPiHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/O4SrEYkh5g0/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1050446534412722958</id><published>2009-05-27T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:32:21.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Os dez mandamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBdg2cjZrI/AAAAAAAAAqw/rYjhqVrtHzA/s1600-h/lista%2010%20mandamentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345875576641250994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBdg2cjZrI/AAAAAAAAAqw/rYjhqVrtHzA/s400/lista%252010%2520mandamentos.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 308px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBc8Q-2u6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/I2zRRc9KwsE/s1600-h/papiro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345874948109286306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBc8Q-2u6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/I2zRRc9KwsE/s400/papiro2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 291px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atividades- 10 Mandamentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3yZcO7qcI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Yj6V2iD3hQc/s1600-h/caÃ§a+palavras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340691252020750786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3yZcO7qcI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Yj6V2iD3hQc/s200/ca%C3%A7a+palavras.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjS3JAaOChs/TbSa1r5-9pI/AAAAAAAABeE/B_zTDMSa-0g/s320/os10mandamentos_10ac2bamandamento.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fonte dos desenhos dos 10 mandamentos : sementinhakids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1050446534412722958?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1050446534412722958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividades-10-mandamentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1050446534412722958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1050446534412722958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividades-10-mandamentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SjBdg2cjZrI/AAAAAAAAAqw/rYjhqVrtHzA/s72-c/lista%252010%2520mandamentos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7684181491166249761</id><published>2009-05-27T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:42:33.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bem sei que tudo podes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340682424399013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3qXmx5qGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/yciaF7xQbo8/s200/0023.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem sei que tudo podes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nenhum dos Seus planos podem ser frustrados (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu Te conhecia de ouvir falar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas agora de Contigo andar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7684181491166249761?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7684181491166249761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-bem-sei-que-tudos-podes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7684181491166249761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7684181491166249761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-bem-sei-que-tudos-podes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3qXmx5qGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/yciaF7xQbo8/s72-c/0023.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-9095723568421189643</id><published>2009-05-27T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:29:27.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3oMy95AqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/XeW8UK4lV-4/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340680039668712098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3oMy95AqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/XeW8UK4lV-4/s200/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ele é tudo pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ele é tudo pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ele é tudo pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ele é o tesouro que eu tenho guardado em meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ele é tudo pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cristo  é tudo pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Cristo é tudo pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Ele é o tesouro que eu tenho guardado em meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Ele é tudo pra mim&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-9095723568421189643?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/9095723568421189643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-ele-e-tudo-pra-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/9095723568421189643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/9095723568421189643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-ele-e-tudo-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3oMy95AqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/XeW8UK4lV-4/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2194695773162711250</id><published>2009-05-27T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:30:11.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340676919201402898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3lXKUgkBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/O_8qXUC-8Q4/s200/2149170745_86f0e58002_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feliz estou, com ele eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contente estou, seguindo eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus é bom pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2194695773162711250?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2194695773162711250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-deus-e-bom-pra-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2194695773162711250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/2194695773162711250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-deus-e-bom-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3lXKUgkBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/O_8qXUC-8Q4/s72-c/2149170745_86f0e58002_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3944122720573819689</id><published>2009-05-27T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:30:37.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340675340878591906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3j7SnBt6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hCfbcFyXvxU/s200/que+a+vida+sorria.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha pequena luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha pequena luz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andando com Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onde quer que eu vá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixar brilhar (3x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3944122720573819689?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3944122720573819689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-minha-pequena-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3944122720573819689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3944122720573819689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-minha-pequena-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3j7SnBt6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/hCfbcFyXvxU/s72-c/que+a+vida+sorria.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-1013155208131256011</id><published>2009-05-27T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:32:45.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meu lanchinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340673739319887714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3ieEVrR2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/daUGoHPKUiM/s200/le%25C3%25A3o%2520com%2520balinhas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu lanchinho (2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou comer (2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra ficar fortinho (2X)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E crescer (2x) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu suquinho (2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou beber (2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra ficar fortinho(2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E crescer (2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;( Obrigado Senhor, pelo meu lanchinho! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3iDQQDLrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/CulkH5KbcMo/s1600-h/FAMILIA%202D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-1013155208131256011?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1013155208131256011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-meu-lanchinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1013155208131256011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/1013155208131256011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-meu-lanchinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3ieEVrR2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/daUGoHPKUiM/s72-c/le%25C3%25A3o%2520com%2520balinhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-868219389271618364</id><published>2009-05-27T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:04:58.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jairo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQyQoaC5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/hwQ-Db_JmCc/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342061669891312530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQyQoaC5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/hwQ-Db_JmCc/s320/Aulinhas+2+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQyHwq8vI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MrHFXSIn9Qk/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342061667510055666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQyHwq8vI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MrHFXSIn9Qk/s320/Aulinhas+2+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este visual foi preparado com bonecos ( que minha linda e amada sobrinha me emprestou) e com retalhos de tecido e TNT, representando Jairo, sua esposa, sua filhinha de 12 anos e Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A caminha foi comprada na loja de R$ 1,99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQx6aj4jI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9xWt5DkfCrg/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342061663927657010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQx6aj4jI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9xWt5DkfCrg/s320/Aulinhas+2+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQxnQAinI/AAAAAAAAAgw/5fAaB4NUWRg/s1600-h/Aulinhas+2+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342061658783124082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQxnQAinI/AAAAAAAAAgw/5fAaB4NUWRg/s320/Aulinhas+2+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus ressuscita a filha de Jairo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leia em: Marcos 5. 21:43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jairo era um homem que adorava a Deus e ensinava para outras pessoas a Sua palavra.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia Jairo se deparou com uma triste notícia.&lt;br /&gt;Vocês podem imaginar o que seria uma triste notícia para um pai?&lt;br /&gt;A filha de Jairo, que tinha apenas 12 anos de idade, ficou muito doente e ninguém conseguia ajudá-la a ficar boa.Ela estava morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Jairo sabia que havia uma pessoa que poderia curá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Quem aqui sabe o nome dessa pessoa?&lt;br /&gt;É Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;Então, Jairo saiu para procurar Jesus e trazê-lo até sua casa para que ele curasse sua filhinha.&lt;br /&gt;E isso tinha que ser rápido, pois ela estava morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Jairo encontrou Jesus, ele estava rodeado por pessoas que o seguiam , mas mesmo assim ele ajoelhou-se aos Seus pés e clamou por sua ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;Ele falou para Jesus colocar as mãos sobre sua filha, e assim ela seria curada e viveria.&lt;br /&gt;A multidão era tão grande que Jesus não conseguia acompanhar os passos de Jairo.&lt;br /&gt;No meio de tanta gente Jesus operava milagres e Jairo só pensava na sua filha que estava em casa morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando chegou alguns servos que trabalhavam em sua casa dizendo que a menina estava morta.Não havia mais nada a se fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Então Jairo falou:&lt;br /&gt;_ Ela está morta !! Tarde demais.&lt;br /&gt;E Jesus respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;_ Jairo, não tenha medo, tenha fé.Ela não morreu, está dormindo.&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando todos riram. Eles sabiam que ela não estava apenas dormindo.Ela tinha realmente morrido.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus foi até a casa de Jairo, pediu que somente Jairo, sua esposa e seus discípulos Pedro, Tiago e João ficassem no quarto e falou, segurando a mão da menina:&lt;br /&gt;_ Levanta-te!&lt;br /&gt;E sabem o que aconteceu?&lt;br /&gt;A menina ouviu Jesus, se levantou imediatamente da cama. Jesus havia ressuscitado a filha de Jairo.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o amor e o poder de Deus que trouxe a vida novamente àquela menina.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-868219389271618364?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/868219389271618364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/jesus-ressuscita-filha-de-jairo-leia-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/868219389271618364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/868219389271618364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/jesus-ressuscita-filha-de-jairo-leia-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SiLQyQoaC5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/hwQ-Db_JmCc/s72-c/Aulinhas+2+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3143249033778835768</id><published>2009-05-27T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:43:35.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jairo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividade - A filha de Jairo&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3eDWKrv6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/aF8YIxJtCsA/s1600-h/filha+de+jairo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340668882202640290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3eDWKrv6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/aF8YIxJtCsA/s200/filha+de+jairo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3143249033778835768?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3143249033778835768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividade-filha-de-jairo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3143249033778835768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3143249033778835768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividade-filha-de-jairo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/Sh3eDWKrv6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/aF8YIxJtCsA/s72-c/filha+de+jairo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-84837683103522551</id><published>2009-05-26T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:10:33.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O cego de Jericó'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRtFFZkYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RbAOKDHnTs8/s1600-h/Cego%20Bart%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340303461799530882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRtFFZkYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RbAOKDHnTs8/s200/Cego%2520Bart%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsykh0gI/AAAAAAAAAfM/5Z6yw5-2YmI/s1600-h/Cego%20Bart%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340303456829821442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsykh0gI/AAAAAAAAAfM/5Z6yw5-2YmI/s200/Cego%2520Bart%25202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsgCP1nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/I3jfWLWEWe8/s1600-h/Cego%20Bart%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340303451854198386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsgCP1nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/I3jfWLWEWe8/s200/Cego%2520Bart%25203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsnBc-0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/L9ivtw8Ja3k/s1600-h/Cego%20Bart%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340303453729913666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyRsnBc-0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/L9ivtw8Ja3k/s200/Cego%2520Bart%25204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O cego de Jericó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcos 10. 46-52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus e os discípulos estavam em Jericó e, quando saíam da cidade havia uma grande multidão que os seguia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assentado junto ao caminho estava Bartimeu, que era um homem pobre, cego e pedinte de esmolas. Mas ele já tinha ouvido falar de Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bartimeu percebeu que algo diferente estava acontecendo naquele momento e, de repente, ele ouviu falar que Jesus estava perto, junto com uma multidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse instante Bartimeu começou a clamar e dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Filho de Davi, tem misericórdia de mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a multidão era tanta, que muitos o repreendiam para que se calasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém clamava cada vez mais, não desistia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E falava:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Filho de Davi, tem misericórdia de mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, então, parou e pediu que o chamassem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E chamaram o cego, dizendo-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tem bom ânimo; levanta-te, que Ele te chama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ele levantou e foi ao encontro de Jesus, que falou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Que queres que eu te faça?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o cego disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Mestre, que eu tenha vista, que eu possa enxergar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Jesus lhe disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Vai, a tua fé te salvou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E logo viu, e seguiu a Jesus pelo caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quando Jesus chamou Bartimeu, ele respondeu imediatamente e obedeceu, mesmo sem nunca ter visto Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos ouvir e obedecer a Jesus, acreditarmos em seu poder mesmo sem nunca tê-lo visto.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Jesus entrou na cidade, com quem ele encontrou?&lt;br /&gt;O que Bartimeu estava fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;O que ele fez quando soube que Jesus estava passando e o que ele falou?&lt;br /&gt;O que Jesus fez?&lt;br /&gt;O que Bartimeu fez quando lhe disseram que Jesus estava chamando?&lt;br /&gt;O que Bartimeu pediu a Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus o curou porque Bartimeu teve o quê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-84837683103522551?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/84837683103522551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-cego-de-jerico-marcos-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/84837683103522551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7051170498042108514</id><published>2009-05-26T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:40:13.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arca de Noé'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividade - Arca de Noé&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyLz6AGp-I/AAAAAAAAAek/aT5WJjgH5iI/s1600-h/Arca+de+NoÃ©+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340296982013847522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyLz6AGp-I/AAAAAAAAAek/aT5WJjgH5iI/s200/Arca+de+No%C3%A9+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyLzv4-ZsI/AAAAAAAAAec/4qHyDgL8yUo/s1600-h/Arca+de+NoÃ©+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340296979299591874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyLzv4-ZsI/AAAAAAAAAec/4qHyDgL8yUo/s200/Arca+de+No%C3%A9+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7051170498042108514?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7051170498042108514/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividade-arca-de-noe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3871199450406159600</id><published>2009-05-26T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:21:06.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criação do mundo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividades _ Criação&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyHUbkoZUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RbOfYFbZfng/s1600-h/o+nome+dos+animais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340292043223098690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyHUbkoZUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RbOfYFbZfng/s200/o+nome+dos+animais.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyHT2i2TBI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rB-URohTfo0/s1600-h/labirinto+criaÃ§Ã£o.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340292033283509266" 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyHTXRSK_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/OzBrLko6Y10/s200/Ad%25C3%25A3o%2520e%2520Eva.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3871199450406159600?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3871199450406159600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividades-criacao_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-123311292840691207</id><published>2009-05-26T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:11:34.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arca de Noé'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividades - Arca de Noé&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGYM__s8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/qUEPpka7Bv0/s1600-h/noah3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340291008519189442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGYM__s8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/qUEPpka7Bv0/s200/noah3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGX1EN7rI/AAAAAAAAAc8/qN_UnEoAxZ0/s1600-h/noe+e+a+pomba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGXRMeZgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/qaPXksSimPs/s200/arca+arcoiris+alina%C3%A7a.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGXLcOwZI/AAAAAAAAAck/W4cPhdpOxWU/s1600-h/arcadenoe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340290990920876434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGXLcOwZI/AAAAAAAAAck/W4cPhdpOxWU/s200/arcadenoe.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-123311292840691207?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/123311292840691207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividades-arca-de-noe_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/123311292840691207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/123311292840691207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/atividades-arca-de-noe_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyGYM__s8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/qUEPpka7Bv0/s72-c/noah3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-8670048076635636097</id><published>2009-05-26T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:14:16.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arca de Noé'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividade - Arca de Noé&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyFPbbOi3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SQM5sraBy9Q/s1600-h/mc25b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340289758261054322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyFPbbOi3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SQM5sraBy9Q/s200/mc25b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyE-VD4t8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/DBXpUybHq88/s1600-h/SÃ&amp;shy;mbolos%20da%20PÃ¡scoa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8670048076635636097?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8670048076635636097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8670048076635636097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8670048076635636097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShyFPbbOi3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SQM5sraBy9Q/s72-c/mc25b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-8846627255118998783</id><published>2009-05-25T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:19:03.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Louvor Infantil&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtQkkG-UFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dvxj1OZRa3Q/s1600-h/davi+orando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339950372276293714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtQkkG-UFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dvxj1OZRa3Q/s200/davi+orando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2xSe o Espírito de Deus se move em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu canto como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu canto, eu canto, eu canto como o rei Davi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu canto, eu canto, eu canto como o rei Davi Aleluia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2xE se o Espírito de Deus se move em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu danço como o Rei Davi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu danço, Eu danço, Eu danço como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu danço, Eu danço, Eu danço como o rei Davi Aleluia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2xSe o Espírito de Deus se move em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu pulo como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu pulo, eu pulo, eu pulo como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu pulo, eu pulo, eu pulo como o rei DaviAleluia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2xSe o Espírito de Deus se move em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu brinco como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu brinco, eu brinco, eu brinco como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu brinco, eu brinco, eu brinco como o rei DaviAleluia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Vem com Josué lutar em Jericó, Jericó, Jericó &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Vem com Josué lutar em Jericó e as muralhas cairão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu canto, eu canto, eu canto como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu danço, eu danço, eu danço como o rei Dav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu pulo, eu pulo, eu pulo como o rei Davi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Eu brinco, eu brinco, eu brinco como o rei DaviAleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8846627255118998783?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8846627255118998783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-2xse-o-espirito-de-deus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8846627255118998783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8846627255118998783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-2xse-o-espirito-de-deus.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtQkkG-UFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dvxj1OZRa3Q/s72-c/davi+orando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-3985338893005907186</id><published>2009-05-25T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:11:15.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor Infantil&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtPPTCHFOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7FceRe0czw8/s1600-h/corvo+elias+fazer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339948907403613410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtPPTCHFOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7FceRe0czw8/s200/corvo+elias+fazer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIM, JESUS&lt;br /&gt;Aline Barros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe pra direita, olhe pra esquerda,&lt;br /&gt;olhe para trás, olhe pra mim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire no lugar e comece a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de você dizer sim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus é bom? Sim!&lt;br /&gt;Maravilhoso? Sim!&lt;br /&gt;E Poderoso? Sim!&lt;br /&gt;E minha Luz? Sim!&lt;br /&gt;E Meu amigo? Sim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está comigo? Sim!&lt;br /&gt;Em todo tempo diga sim pra Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, sim, sim, sim, Jesus. Sim, sim, sim, sim Jesus. Sim, sim, sim, sim, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Em todo tempo diga sim pra Jesus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver você bater as mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ver bater os pés, assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver você sair do chão. Pula! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero ver você dizer que sim. Sim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se verdadeiramente quer andar na luz, Você precisa dizer sim pra Jesus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se verdadeiramente quer andar na luz, Você precisa dizer sim pra Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-3985338893005907186?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3985338893005907186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-sim-jesus-aline-barros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3985338893005907186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/3985338893005907186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-sim-jesus-aline-barros.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtPPTCHFOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7FceRe0czw8/s72-c/corvo+elias+fazer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5515935797654710600</id><published>2009-05-25T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:11:32.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor Infantil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre sou feliz&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtOIblew1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/3IN8uXJVKqA/s1600-h/casamento+xandy+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339947689928737618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtOIblew1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/3IN8uXJVKqA/s200/casamento+xandy+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShtNXske_1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/sKcMyZbLQ5Y/s1600-h/fantoche+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sempre Sou Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por dentro e fora e alto e baixo, sempre sou feliz. ( 2x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aqui Jesus entrou, meu coração limpou, por dentro e fora e alto e baixo, sempre sou feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-5515935797654710600?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5515935797654710600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-sempre-sou-feliz-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-5462215099374336467</id><published>2009-05-23T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:15:20.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louvor Infantil&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191820508639922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShierCkWsrI/AAAAAAAAAac/M1qEeeLJMLg/s200/ovelhinhas-fofas-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShierCkWsrI/AAAAAAAAAac/M1qEeeLJMLg/s1600-h/ovelhinhas-fofas-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Alegria está no Coração, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;de quem já conhece a JESUS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Verdadeira Paz só tem aquele &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que já conhece a JESUS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Sentimento mais Precioso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que vêm de nosso SENHOOOR... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É o Amor que só tem quem já conhece a JESUS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aleluia, Amém &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posso Pisar numa Tropa e Saltar as Muralhas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aleluia, Aleluia! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posso Pisar numa Tropa e Saltar as Muralhas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aleluia, Aleluia! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele é a Rocha da minha Salvação, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;com Ele não há mais Condenação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posso Pisar numa Tropa e Saltar as Muralhas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aleluia, Aleluia! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aleluia, Aleluia, Aleluia, Aleluia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Sentimento... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-5462215099374336467?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5462215099374336467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/alegria-esta-no-coracao-de-quem-ja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5462215099374336467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/5462215099374336467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/alegria-esta-no-coracao-de-quem-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShierCkWsrI/AAAAAAAAAac/M1qEeeLJMLg/s72-c/ovelhinhas-fofas-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-2709661320406630849</id><published>2009-05-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:07:20.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Louvor Infantil - Fico feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShicnUyu22I/AAAAAAAAAaU/mN7c2GMB_xI/s1600-h/0038.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339189557658049378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShicnUyu22I/AAAAAAAAAaU/mN7c2GMB_xI/s200/0038.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fico Feliz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fico feliz em vir a Tua casa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Erguer minha voz e cantar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fico feliz em vir a Tua casa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Erguer minhas mãos e adorar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bendito é o nome do Senhor - 2x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bendito é o nome do senhor pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-2709661320406630849?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShicnUyu22I/AAAAAAAAAaU/mN7c2GMB_xI/s72-c/0038.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6441444359539625576</id><published>2009-05-10T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:40:48.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgczsWVh-KI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yp0vbSiYqMU/s1600-h/por-do-sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289120646789282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgczsWVh-KI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yp0vbSiYqMU/s200/por-do-sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;....eu fazia e comia os alimentos ainda quentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não tinha roupas manchadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu tinha calmas conversas ao telefone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu dormia o quanto eu queria e nunca me preocupava com a hora de ir para a cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não me esquecia de escovar os cabelos e os dentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu limpava minha casa todo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não tropeçava em brinquedos nem pensava em canções de ninar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu não me preocupava se minhas plantas eram venenosas ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Imunizações e vacinas eram coisas em que eu não pensava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe ninguém vomitou nem fez xixi em mim, nem me beliscou sem nenhum cuidado, com dedinhos de unhas finas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu tinha controle sobre a minha mente , meus pensamentos,meu corpo e meus sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;...eu dormia a noite toda.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu nunca tive que segurar uma criança chorando para que médicos pudessem fazer testes ou aplicar injeções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca chorei olhando pequeninos olhos que choravam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca fiquei gloriosamente feliz com uma simples risadinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca fiquei sentada horas e horas olhando um bebê dormindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu nunca segurei uma criança só por não querer afastar meu corpo do dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca senti meu coração se despedaçar quando não pude estancar uma dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca imaginei que uma coisinha tão pequenina pudesse mudar tanto a minha vida .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu nunca imaginei que pudesse amar alguém tanto assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não sabia que eu adoraria ser mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu não conhecia a sensação de ter meu coração fora do meu próprio corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não conhecia a felicidade de alimentar um bebê faminto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não conhecia esse laço que existe entre a mãe e a sua criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não imaginava que algo tão pequenino pudesse fazer-me sentir tão importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Antes de ser mãe eu nunca me levantei à noite a cada 10 minutos para me certificar de que tudo estava bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nunca pude imaginar o calor , a alegria , o amor , a dor e a satisfação de ser uma mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu não sabia que era capaz de ter sentimentos tão fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Por tudo e, apesar de tudo, obrigada Deus, por eu ser agora um alguém tão frágil e tão forte ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Patrícia Vaughan e Silvia Schmidt)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-6441444359539625576?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6441444359539625576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/6441444359539625576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/uma-mensagem-para-as-maes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Faz um milagre em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Regis Danese(Composição: Regis Danese / Gabriela)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como Zaqueu eu quero subir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mais alto que eu puder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só pra te ver, olhar para Ti;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E chamar sua atenção para mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preciso de Ti, Senhor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preciso de Ti, Oh! Pai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou pequeno demais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me dá a Tua Paz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Largo tudo pra te seguir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entra na minha casa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entra na minha vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mexe com minha estrutura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara todas as feridas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me ensina a ter Santidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero amar somente a Ti,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque o Senhor é o meu bem maior,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz um Milagre em mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-8686964133390975375?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8686964133390975375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/8686964133390975375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/cantico-faz-um-milagre-em-mim-zaqueu.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTp_ByjqqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7vLt83dS7Zg/s72-c/zaqueo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-4976339532300198887</id><published>2009-05-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:34:03.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTnl6sRhpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/daCW-iuY7Gk/s1600-h/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333642497309640338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTnl6sRhpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/daCW-iuY7Gk/s200/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTnfiGBdPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/JzqJ1127dKQ/s1600-h/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel+molde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333642387627537650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTnfiGBdPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/JzqJ1127dKQ/s200/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel+molde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTmC5gIzhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/N4HaRdM-ngw/s1600-h/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TODO SER QUE RESPIRA LOUVE AO SENHOR&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um elefante&lt;br /&gt;Com a minha tromba louvaria ao Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um grande urso polar&lt;br /&gt;Com a minha barriga eu iria louvar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um peixinho lá no fundo do mar&lt;br /&gt;Louvaria ao Senhor sem parar de nadar&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem elefante, nem urso, nem peixinho eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Pois, sou o que sou, tenho um coração&lt;br /&gt;Um grande sorriso e uma linda canção&lt;br /&gt;Se Deus me fez assim, assim vou louvar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-4976339532300198887?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4976339532300198887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/4976339532300198887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-todo-ser-que-respira.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgTnl6sRhpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/daCW-iuY7Gk/s72-c/elefante+de+tubo+de+papel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-7223060777752384</id><published>2009-05-07T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:34:38.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louvor Infantil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333243350316742914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgN8kgRX-QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kVxkicIAIZ8/s200/criacao-tudo-o-que-Deus-criou-eh-bom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A formiguinha corta a folha e carrega,&lt;br /&gt;quando uma deixa a outra pega&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! Que mistério glorioso: uma formiguinha ensinando o preguiçoso!&lt;br /&gt;Deus não quer preguiçoso em sua casa (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgN8kgRX-QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kVxkicIAIZ8/s1600-h/criacao-tudo-o-que-Deus-criou-eh-bom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Porque senão o tempo acaba! (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Pode comentar e dar sugestões!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208668124751938862-7223060777752384?l=euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7223060777752384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208668124751938862/posts/default/7223060777752384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euquerocaminharcomjesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/louvor-infantil-formiguinha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeanne - Eu quero caminhar com Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08089053382266160699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SnuheSOvoKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NULthv-zkiE/S220/P%C3%A3o+de+A%C3%A7%C3%BAcar+040.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/SgN8kgRX-QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kVxkicIAIZ8/s72-c/criacao-tudo-o-que-Deus-criou-eh-bom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208668124751938862.post-6515643606109712706</id><published>2009-05-07T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:31:37.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cântico'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cântico&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShYMEue2_II/AAAAAAAAAaE/n1msALQTI4A/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338467683630775426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BGQsvDOFZgc/ShYMEue2_II/AAAAAAAAAaE/n1msALQTI4A/s200/sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ao erguermos as mãos pra adorar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E clamarmos a Ti, Tu virás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nós viemos aqui Te adorar&lt;br /&gt;Deus de graça e favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;És Tu, meu Senhor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Digno és do meu louvor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Só Tu és, todos dirão&lt;br /&gt;Que és Tu, sim és Tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Santo, Santo é o Senhor Poderoso&lt;br /&gt;Santo somente o Seu nome é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ao erguermos as mãos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E clamarmos a Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu virás até nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por Tua graça e favor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ao erguermos as mãos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E clamarmos a Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu virás até nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por Tua graça e favor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por Tua graça e favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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