Friday, July 4, 2014
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
No regresso..
aquele cansaço que nos ajuda a respirar novamente; aquela sensação de que demos o nosso melhor e que agora está na hora de voltar para o nosso lugar seguro..
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
Listen to Our Hearts..
How do you explain,
How do you describe,
A love that goes from east to west,
And runs as deep as it is wide?
You know all our hopes
Lord, you know all our fears
And words cannot express the love we feel
But we long for You to hear
Lord, you know all our fears
And words cannot express the love we feel
But we long for You to hear
So listen to our hearts
Hear our spirits sing
A song of praise that flows
From those You have redeemed
We will use the words we know
To tell You what an awesome God You are
But words are not enough
To tell You of our love
So listen to our hearts
To tell You what an awesome God You are
But words are not enough
To tell You of our love
So listen to our hearts
From these lips of mine
And if I had a thousand years
I would still run out of time
So if You listen to my heart
Every beat would say,
"Thank You for the Life,
Every beat would say,
"Thank You for the Life,
thank You for the Truth,
thank You for the Way."
Steven Curtis Chapman
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Love..
is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit; reinforced by (in Christian marriages) the grace which both partners ask, and receive, from God.
in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis
O amor não é meramente um sentimento. É uma unidade profunda, mantida pela vontade e deliberadamente fortalecida pelo hábito; reinforçada pela graça que ambos os companheiros pedem e recebem de Deus.
in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis
in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis
O amor não é meramente um sentimento. É uma unidade profunda, mantida pela vontade e deliberadamente fortalecida pelo hábito; reinforçada pela graça que ambos os companheiros pedem e recebem de Deus.
in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
"this is my story, this is my song, praising my Saviour all the day long"!
"Em 1974, nós conheciamos pouco sobre Portugal. Mas tinhamos um nome e uma morada. Das 20 pessoas ali reunidas, eu era a única que possuia passaporte para viajar para Portugal"
And this is how the Saunders got into my family and all our lives!
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Porque há orações que podiam muito bem ser as nossas..
Dear Heavenly Father,Thank you for another day. It is a wonderful blessing to be alive and well. Thank you for your provision. So much has happened and I look back on it with gratitude in my heart. Sometimes it’s difficult to find that gratitude, joy, and confidence simply because things aren’t going the way I had planned, and I have no clue where things are going really.
I am grateful for the rainbows You send me, they remind me that You always keep Your promises. I pray this in your might son Jesus’ name. – AMEN!
Texto de Christina Fox
Monday, April 28, 2014
Dia da Familia GBU 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Sabotage..
Enemy-occupied territory—that is what this world is.
Christianity is the story of how the rightful king has landed,
you might say landed in disguise, and is calling us all to take
part in a great campaign of sabotage.
When you go to church you are really listening-in to the secret wireless from our
friends: that is why the enemy is so anxious to prevent us from
going. He does it by playing on our conceit and laziness and
intellectual snobbery.
in Mere Christianity - C.S. Lewis
Christianity is the story of how the rightful king has landed,
you might say landed in disguise, and is calling us all to take
part in a great campaign of sabotage.
When you go to church you are really listening-in to the secret wireless from our
friends: that is why the enemy is so anxious to prevent us from
going. He does it by playing on our conceit and laziness and
intellectual snobbery.
in Mere Christianity - C.S. Lewis
Monday, April 21, 2014
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Quinta-Feira de Paixão
A noite chegou e a dor carrega sobre mim,
A angùstia sobe em vertigem
Algures neste jardim,
Sombras conspiram contra mim
Com um sorriso tão mortal como um beijo
E pra quê sofrer,
E pra quê me humilhar
E pra quê me conter,
Pra quê?
Excerto de um poema de Miguel A. R.
A angùstia sobe em vertigem
Algures neste jardim,
Sombras conspiram contra mim
Com um sorriso tão mortal como um beijo
E pra quê sofrer,
E pra quê me humilhar
E pra quê me conter,
Pra quê?
Excerto de um poema de Miguel A. R.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Saturday, April 5, 2014
please..
Ó chuvinha, eu sei que é bom que as barragens estejam cheias e tal, mas eu precisava tanto de abrir estas janelinhas..
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