sábado, 8 de outubro de 2016

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No dia 20/07/2016 no vigésimo dia, a minha cabeça estava um nó, e conversava com Deus sobre isso, se pra mim estava sendo difícil, sendo que eu mesma estava buscando, como poderia eu passar essas palavras para alguém, e pedi que Ele fizesse delas sementes quase germinadas, e onde ela caísse que estivesse pronta a brotar, e que Ele não deixasse que um dia alguém me perguntasse; Cadê o seu Deus?
Muitos falam, poucos vivem e usam suas religiões para suas próprias conveniências. Ele me responde com Jeremias 6:13–15:
13 Todos, ricos e pobres, procuram ganhar dinheiro desonestamente. Até os profetas e os sacerdotes enganam as pessoas. 14 Eles tratam dos ferimentos do meu povo como se fossem uma coisa sem importância. E dizem: “Vai tudo bem”, quando na verdade tudo vai mal. 15 Será que ficaram envergonhados por terem feito essas coisas que eu detesto? Não! Não ficaram envergonhados de jeito nenhum. Eles nem sabem o que é sentir vergonha e por isso vão cair como outros têm caído. Quando eu os castigar, eles vão ficar arrasados. Eu, o Senhor, falei.



Forte isso, não é? E eu havia postado quando abri a Bíblia um dia antes em meu blog, junto com a frase do ME. Coincidência?

"Enquanto uns passam pela vida sem ter o que dizer, outros cantam pelas dores sem parar nem pra pensar"


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At day 07.20.2016 on the twentieth day my head was a knot, and talk to God about it, to me It was being difficult, in my case, myself.... I was seeking, how could I pass these words to someone... and I asked Him to do them, my woerds, almost seeds germinated, and where it fell it was ready to sprout, and that He would not let that one day someone asked me; Where's your God?
Many speak, few live and use their religions for their own conveniences. He answers me with Jeremiah 6: 13-15:
13 Everyone is greedy and dishonest, whether poor or rich. Even the prophets and priests cannot be trusted. 14 All they ever offer to my deeply wounded people are empty hopes for peace. 15 They should be ashamed of their disgusting sins, but they don't even blush. And so, when I punish Judah, they will end up on the ground, dead like everyone else.
I, the Lord, have spoken.

This strong, is not it? And I had posted when I opened the Bible one day before on my blog, along with the phrase ME. Coincidence?


"As they pass through life without having to say, others sing the pain without stopping to think..."


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Eleventh day - I read Psalm 5

For the director of music. For pipes. A psalm of David.

1 Listen to my words, Lord, consider my lament.
2 Hear my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you I pray.
3 In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. 
4 For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness; with you, evil people are not welcome.
5 The arrogant cannot stand in your presence. You hate all who do wrong; 6 you destroy those who tell lies. The bloodthirsty and deceitfulyou, Lord, detest.
7 But I, by your great love, can come into your house; in reverence I bow down toward your holy temple.
8 Lead me, Lord, in your righteousness because of my enemies— make your way straight before me.
9 Not a word from their mouth can be trusted; their heart is filled with malice.
Their throat is an open grave;  with their tongues they tell lies.
10 Declare them guilty, O God! Let their intrigues be their downfall.
Banish them for their many sins, for they have rebelled against you.
11 But let all who take refuge in you be glad;  let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
12 Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous; you surround them with your favor as with a shield.

Thirteenth day - I wake up with the thought of a person, the feeling I had is that I had spent all night talking to him, I can not say his name, I must respect his feelings, because I believe that I feel is something only mine ... which is very sad, but twice I opened the Bible and my thought was taken for him, it happens ... my eyes can only see this line ... Song of Songs 7:10

I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

I should have been happy, but I just thought, would have to live with this feeling? My effort to kill him will be in vain? That is, I will die alone then.
Day July 19, 2016 - already passed seventeen days of fasting, I said to my friend, what he was doing and how I have sought God, I said without going into details, she asked me to pray the rosary and asked the Virgin Mary give me discernment, I only heard, at home the mouth of God tells me, again through the book Wisdom - Chapter 13: 10-19
You will not believe, but now I see it was the same text I read on Sunday when I returned from Mass ... My God !!! I opened the Bible in the same place ... Jesus, the Bible I changed, I gained a new Bible, a gift, and I thought, It's not addicted ... I will not deny that this passed by my head.
I understood Father, I will keep my Mary in my heart, She will be an example woman for me to follow, many merits to be chosen ... ... many to be the mother of your child, but there is only one way to get to you ... Jesus Christ!
I believe my fasting did not happen the way I thought ... I do not know actually what I expected to happen, but I asked for wisdom and in a way I was getting, the plug came just fall now I'm getting my drafts to put here on the pages of my life.


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Décimo primeiro dia - Leio Salmos 5

1 Escuta, Senhor, as minhas palavras, considera o meu gemer.
2 Atenta para o meu grito de socorro, meu Rei e meu Deus, pois é a ti que imploro.
3 De manhã ouves, Senhor, o meu clamor; de manhã te apresento a minha oração e aguardo com esperança.
4 Tu não és um Deus que tenha prazer na injustiça; contigo o mal não pode habitar.
5 Os arrogantes não são aceitos na tua presença; odeias todos os que praticam o mal.
6 Destróis os mentirosos; os assassinos e os traiçoeiros o Senhor detesta.
7 Eu, porém, pelo teu grande amor, entrarei em tua casa; com temor me inclinarei para o teu santo templo.
8 Conduze-me, Senhor, na tua justiça, por causa dos meus inimigos; aplaina o teu caminho diante de mim.
9 Nos lábios deles não há palavra confiável; suas mentes só tramam destruição. Suas gargantas são um túmulo aberto; com suas línguas enganam sutilmente.
10 Condena-os, ó Deus! Caiam eles por suas próprias maquinações. Expulsa-os por causa dos seus muitos crimes, pois se rebelaram contra ti.
11 Alegrem-se, porém, todos os que se refugiam em ti; cantem sempre de alegria! Estende sobre eles a tua proteção. Em ti exultem os que amam o teu nome.
12 Pois tu, Senhor, abençoas o justo; o teu favor o protege como um escudo.

Décimo terceiro dia – Acordo com o pensamento em uma pessoa, a sensação que eu tinha é que havia passado a noite toda conversando com ela, não posso dizer o nome, preciso respeitar os seus sentimentos, pois acredito que o que sinto é algo só meu... o que é muito triste, mas, duas vezes abri a Bíblia e o meu pensamento estava tomado por ela, isso acontece... Meus olhos apenas enxergam essa linha... Cânticos 7: 10
10 Eu pertenço ao meu amado, e ele me deseja.
Deveria ter ficado feliz, mas não fiquei, apenas pensei, será que terei que conviver com este sentimento? O meu esforço para mata-lo será em vão? Que seja, morrerei sozinha então.
Dia 19 de julho de 2016 – já se passavam dezessete dias de jejum, comentei com a minha amiga, o que estava fazendo e como tenho buscado Deus, falei sem entrar em detalhes, ela me pediu que eu rezasse o terço e pedisse a Virgem Maria que me desse discernimento, apenas ouvi, em casa a boca de Deus me diz, novamente através do livro Sabedoria de Salomão, 13, 10-19.
Vocês não vão acreditar, só agora vejo que foi o mesmo texto que li no domingo quando voltei da missa... Meu Deus!!! Abri a Bíblia no mesmo lugar... Jesus até a bíblia eu troquei, ganhei uma Bíblia nova de presente e pensei, ela não está viciada... não vou negar que isso passou em minha cabeça.
Entendi Pai, guardarei a minha Maria em meu coração, ela será um exemplo de Mulher para eu seguir, muitos méritos para ser a escolhida... muitos... para ser a mãe do seu filho, mas só existe uma forma de chegar a Ti... JESUS CRISTO!

Creio que o meu jejum não aconteceu da forma como eu imaginava... eu nem sei na verdade o que esperava acontecer, mas eu pedia sabedoria e de uma certa forma eu a estava recebendo, a ficha só veio cair agora que estou pegando os meus rascunhos para colocar aqui nas páginas da minha vida. 


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Eighth day - I went to Mass, I seemed to be listening better, more clear, as if I had never heard before, so clear.
Some things began to pass in my head, I was even scared.
Preaching was beautiful, but something bothered me, a lot ... I did not know what. Returning home after a still thoughtful time I open the Bible asking God, what is happening? What bothers me?

Wisdom - Chapter 13: 10-19

10 But wretched are they, with their hopes set on dead things, who have given the title of gods to human artefacts, gold or silver, skilfully worked, figures of animals, or useless stone, carved by some hand long ago.
11 Take a woodcutter. He fells a suitable tree, neatly strips off the bark all over and then with admirable skill works the wood into an object useful in daily life.
12 The bits left over from his work he uses for cooking his food, then eats his fill.
13 There is still a good-for-nothing bit left over, a gnarled and knotted billet: he takes it and whittles it with the concentration of his leisure hours, he shapes it with the skill of experience, he gives it a human shape
14 or perhaps he makes it into some vile animal, smears it with ochre, paints its surface red, coats over all its blemishes.
15 He next makes a worthy home for it, lets it into the wall, fixes it with an iron clamp.
16 Thus he makes sure that it will not fall down -- being well aware that it cannot help itself, since it is only an image, and needs to be helped.
17 And yet, if he wishes to pray for his goods, for his marriage, for his children, he does not blush to harangue this lifeless thing -- for health, he invokes what is weak,
18 for life, he pleads with what is dead, for help, he goes begging to total inexperience, for a journey, what cannot even use its feet,
19 for profit, an undertaking, and success in pursuing his craft, he asks skill from something whose hands have no skill whatever.

I will not comment, we often have to shut up and let God speak to us.
Ninth day - needed to solve a problem, needed more than anything that my Father hold in my hand, for what I should do to my eyes was far from being consistent with my actions, but I still did not believe it was the right I run to my hiding place, the mouth of God and read Job 1 - "Satan puts Job proof" and that eased my heart, Verse 22 - "After all this Job did not commit sin nor impute anything unworthy against God"
Entranced I spend the tenth day thanking my father every answer, every experience lived, even painful.
The question of acting for me always have doubts, let me worry too much involved with the pain that causes me the world, It is so hard, and that's the reason for always seeking help and support in the Bible. Act like Jesus acted, for mere mortals, often put us in very dangerous situations, I lived it, trying to help a human being who was said to have cancer, he was hungry, and he could have killed me, if not for the interference of my God . All that passed I needed to, and this battle that I brought to my life, I need to live, because of love of neighbor, step for justice, and, God is LOVE ... and above all JUSTICE.



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Oitavo dia - Fui a Missa, parecia estar ouvindo de uma forma melhor, mais clara, como se eu nunca tivesse ouvido antes tão claro.
Algumas coisas começaram a passar em minha cabeça, fiquei até assustada.
A pregação foi linda, mas algo me incomodava, muito... eu não sabia o que. Voltando para casa após algum tempo ainda pensativa abro a Bíblia perguntando a Deus, o que se passa? O que me incomoda?

Sabedoria de Salomão 13
A adoração de ídolos
10 Porém mais desgraçados são os que confiam em coisas sem vida, os que tratam como deuses coisas feitas pelos humanos. Esses deuses são objetos de ouro e de prata, feitos com muita arte, representando animais; ou são uma pedra sem valor, trabalhada há muito tempo. 11 Por exemplo, um carpinteiro experiente derruba uma árvore cuja madeira seja fácil de trabalhar. Com muito jeito tira toda a casca e com cuidado e arte faz um utensílio útil para a vida do dia a dia.
12 Com a madeira que sobra acende o fogo, prepara a comida e come à vontade.
13 Depois pega num pedaço que ainda sobrou e não presta para nada, um pau torto e cheio de nós, e nas horas vagas trabalha-o com cuidado e com habilidade; com inteligência vai fazendo uma figura humana.
14 Ou então faz uma figura semelhante a um animal sem valor e pinta-o todo de vermelho, disfarçando-lhe assim todos os defeitos.
15 Depois faz um oratório em que ele caiba e com um prego pendura-o na parede.
16 Tudo isto para que ele não caia, pois sabe que aquela imagem não pode cuidar de si mesma; é apenas um objeto e precisa que cuidem dele.
17 Então dirige-se a esse ídolo, intercedendo pelos seus bens, pela mulher e pelos filhos; não fica envergonhado por estar a falar com um objeto sem vida.
18 Pede a um objeto fraco que lhe dê saúde e a um objeto morto que lhe dê vida; pede proteção a um objeto que não tem nenhum poder e também a um objeto que nem consegue andar que lhe dê boa viagem.
19 Para ter sucesso nos seus negócios e trabalhos, pede ajuda a um objeto cujas mãos não têm nenhuma força.

Não vou fazer comentários, muitas vezes temos que nos calar e deixar que Deus fale por nós.

Nono dia – Precisava resolver um problema, precisava mais que tudo que o meu Pai segurasse em minha mão, pois o que eu devia fazer aos meus olhos estava longe de ser coerente com as minhas atitudes, mas fiz, ainda não acreditando que era o certo, corro para o meu refúgio, a Boca de Deus e leio Jó 1 – “Satã põe Jó a prova” e o que aliviou meu coração, Versículo 22 – “Apesar de tudo isso Jó não cometeu pecado nem imputou nada de indigno contra Deus”
Extasiada passo o décimo dia agradecendo a meu Pai cada resposta, cada experiência vivida, mesmo que dolorida.
A questão do agir, para mim sempre tenho dúvidas, me preocupo muito de me deixar envolver com as dores que mundo me causa, é tão difícil, e esse é o motivo de estar sempre buscando ajuda e apoio na bíblia. Agir como Jesus agia, para meros mortais muitas vezes nos colocam em situações muito perigosas, eu vivi isso, tentando ajudar um ser humano que se dizia ter câncer, passava fome e ele poderia ter me matado, se não fosse a interferência do meu Deus. 
Tudo o que passei eu precisava passar, assim como essa batalha que trouxe para a minha vida, eu preciso viver, pois do amor ao próximo, passo para a justiça, e Deus é isso... AMOR e acima de tudo JUSTIÇA.


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Live without fear of living!


Life is full of surprises where your mission is to live a few moments can last as little and stay in your memory for a long time, some people can do very little part of your life and be considered forever. I imagine a day when all people have the right to be happy, even if only for a moment, to have the opportunity to feel what they really want and believe that dreams are not nonsense. sometimes you realize that appearances can be deceiving and you can suffer a lot from it! Time is one thing that does not go back, then only regret what you did not, enjoy every little second of life, to be saved forever in your memory.
With time we learn that to make mistake is human, we all make mistakes and sometimes even certain we have to lower our head and apologize; And that sometimes you have to listen to what people have to say; With time we learn to play in this life, we learn that each fall is necessary to lift up the head; We learn that not every morning is sunny, and not always everything in life is as we want; Over time know people, and found feelings; With time we learn to value every second we have, because we learned that in one second everything can change; Life goes on and we find out who our true friends are; and sometimes that unknown people value you more, than those who are with you every day; Over time we also make mistake more hits and sooner or later, we learn that we have to accept each as is. And no one is better than anyone at least in this life; Over time your life will teach how to live. Change, grow, not for others but for yourself. Fight, go on, believe, do not give up so easily to barriers imposed by society, when you want, dreams and truly believe, your dreams can come true. Do not lower your head in defeat, learn to be humble and to apologize at the right time. Learn thank all those who helped you get where you are now. Never let the thoughts or the words of others people harm you, what really matters is the opinion of those who love you, after all they are the ones who know their secrets and put up with you all the time and those who judge you without knowing certainly have their arguments based on hearsay invented to harm you. every day is a new dawn coming of a new day, with new expectations and new goals to be traced. Each morning that I witness is always the same goal and the same expectation, one where we can dream together in a place where anything can we block out the evening comes and I'm there with tears streaming down my whole face just feeling the longing for someone who was once here more today is not. Love becomes little, platonic would be ideal. You do not know what you feel, it is beyond love, and all the feelings that were once appointed, is something your soul flourishes to be good, and be ill it erodes, often the output is living in another world and see through the eyes and the heart. Maybe we together we are the impossible, but my desire to one day be possible is not just a dream is what I crave a reality. Things are happening, more than one thing can be sure remains in my mind. The form has to happen I do not care, I just want you hidden or assumed. Laughter is at risk of looking foolish. Crying is the risk of sentimental opinion. Reaching out is to risk getting involved. Exposing your feelings is to risk showing your true self. Defend your dreams and ideas before the crowd is to risk losing people. To love is to take the risk of not being corresponded. To live is to risk dying. Trust is running the risk of being disappointed. To try is to risk failure. But the risks should be run, because the greatest danger is not risk anything. There are people who do not run any risk, do nothing, have nothing and are nothing. They may even avoid suffering and disappointments, but they can not nothing, feel nothing, do not change, do not grow, do not love, do not live. Chained by their attitudes, they saw slaves, they deprive themselves of their freedom. Only the person who takes risks is free. Sometimes a fake smile can be a comfort to ourselves. Sometimes we do not give value to friends, family, loved ones, but when we lose, we saw how much they are missing. Missing. Ah! Longing. It hurts so much that sometimes we want to take one of our thoughts to stay well. Loneliness can be the best medicine or the worst drug depends on the moment. Crying is like taking a weight of consciousness with your hands. Or can you simply yield more headache yet. Well it is to love, smile, sing, live like there is no tomorrow. I walk around head high, be yourself. Loving friends, make them well, so that you feel good too. Why not choose who we will be when you grow up, but the future shows us who we become when you grow up? Why do we have disappointments, but still keep insisting on what we know will work. Why not choose which family belong, choose our own names, something that is so our folks, but that was given by another person, even by someone outside the family? Why we cry if we know that the dawn is beautiful, and the stars still shine? Why do we want to scream when you can not, or when it is not the right time? Why when a tear wants to fall and we try to hold does not work and it runs in our face? Why nothing is as we wanted it to be? Why do people not understand us? Why must you always do the right things and never skip some of the rules of life? Why often we want something we can not have, as the father world's best, the most loving mother, the coolest brothers, that friend who can tell everything and trust blindly, that perfect boyfriend, that dog that obeys you only you look, that love for the first sight, but that lasts forever, that beautiful hair that neither of the sleeve that "super" shoe you saw in the window, the one hundred real shorts you saw that wonderful store, or even slightly change our way of seeing life? Because? There are so many questions that would not fit here, but they are questions that have an answer: if life was easy it would not be so good to live, it would be bland "unsalted," if everything were allowed would not do nothing hidden because "hidden is tastier, "the family would be perfect, but who said a little fight from time to time is not good? For there is no one perfect in this world, neither I nor you. We are all equal people with heart, one that often gets hurt, breaks and takes a long time to heal, but ends up healing, is injured? Yes, but wounds that serve only consolation to be able to remember what caused the pain, but that one day we turn it up and turned into a wound, the wound that gives relief to our being and soul. We must live this life intensely, without fear of making mistakes because it's there to be exploited in the best way we can and we want, let's hit the head? Come on , but think ... if we did not beat both our head as we shall learn what is our duty to learn? How would we know who to trust truth, what is the right person, the one who will make you happy forever and that will be with you in difficult times! Love is a guy touched, but is one that teaches us the art of love, it hurts? A lot, but then when we of your affection, it is the best thing we can have in this life, you can have anything, but with him you have everything. This is our moment, we takes it as best as possible, live every minute Of his life as if it were the last, cry or laugh, be happy or be sad, love or hate, stay or dating, kiss or hug, but the important thing is to be happy. Have your losses as a lesson, for there in front of you to the right and head up! Tears are made to comfort our hearts, crying is good too, it's like taking a weight of us, something that to hurt us! So the chore as it takes, because only tears know why so much pain. Thinking about the future is even good, but not recommended, we must think about now, do whatever we want, the way we want, where we want and not get why we want. When you do something I do not think often, because who thinks a lot end up doing nothing. Do not combine and check anything, do all the time when you give "on the tile," that's the key, because if you match or score, eventually never working! Live without fear of living!

Drih.Possmoser