segunda-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2017

You have turned my sorrow into joyful dancing.

A Prayer of Thanks
1 I will praise you, Lord!
You saved me from the grave and kept my enemies from celebrating my death.
2 I prayed to you, Lord God, and you healed me, 3 saving me from death and the grave.
4 Your faithful people, Lord, will praise you with songs and honor your holy name.
5 Your anger lasts a little while, but your kindness lasts for a lifetime.
At night we may cry, but when morning comes we will celebrate.
6 I felt secure and thought, “I'll never be shaken!”
7 You, Lord, were my friend, and you made me strong as a mighty mountain.
But when you hid your face, I was crushed.
8 I prayed to you, Lord, and in my prayer I said, 9 “What good will it do you if I am in the grave?
Once I have turned to dust, how can I praise you or tell how loyal you are?
10 Have pity, Lord! Help!”
11 You have turned my sorrow into joyful dancing.
No longer am I sad and wearing sackcloth.
12 I thank you from my heart, and I will never stop singing your praises, my Lord and my God.

Tu mudaste o meu choro em dança alegre


Ação de graças de uma pessoa salva da morte
Salmo de Davi. Canção para a dedicação do Templo.
1 Ó Senhor Deus, eu te louvo porque me socorreste e não deixaste que os meus inimigos
zombassem de mim.
2 Ó Senhor, meu Deus, eu gritei pedindo ajuda, e tu me curaste, 3 tu me salvaste da morte.
Eu estava entre aqueles que iam para o mundo dos mortos, mas tu me fizeste viver novamente.
4 Cantem louvor a Deus, o Senhor, vocês, o seu povo fiel!
Lembrem do que o Santo Deus tem feito e lhe deem graças.
5 A sua ira dura só um momento, mas a sua bondade é para a vida toda.
O choro pode durar a noite inteira, mas de manhã vem a alegria.
6 Eu me senti seguro e pensei: “Nunca terei dificuldades.” 
7 Ó Senhor Deus, tu foste bom para mim e me protegeste como uma fortaleza nas montanhas. Depois tu te escondeste de mim, e eu fiquei com medo.
8 Ó Senhor Deus, eu te chamei e pedi a tua ajuda.
9 Se eu morrer, que lucrarás com isso?
Será que os mortos podem te louvar?
Será que eles podem anunciar que és fiel?
10 Ó Deus, escuta-me e tem compaixão de mim!
Ajuda-me, ó Senhor Deus!
11 Tu mudaste o meu choro em dança alegre, afastaste de mim a tristeza e me cercaste de alegria.
12 Por isso, não ficarei calado, mas cantarei louvores a ti.
Ó Senhor, tu és o meu Deus; eu te darei graças para sempre.

domingo, 12 de fevereiro de 2017

I am what I want to be...


I am what I want to be, because I only have one life and I only have one chance to do what I want. I have enough happiness to make it sweet to make it strong, Sad to make it human and hope enough to make it happy. The happiest people do not have the best things, they know how to make the best of the opportunities that come their way.

May my solitude be a companion to me. That I have the courage to face me. That I know how to stay with nothing and yet feel like I'm full of everything.
Clarice Lispector

Maybe one day...

Maybe one day
Who knows, one we will be
Maybe we will live
Who knows, one of us will die!

Who is that
Who is male?
Who is female?
Who is human, only!

Know to love
You know me and know yourself
Know us
You know how to be one!

One day
One month
One year
A life!

Feel first, think later
Forgive first, judge later
To love first, to educate later
Forget first, learn later

Release first, teach later
Feed first, sing after

Own first, contemplate later
Act first, judge later

Browse first, submit later
Live first die later
(Mario Quintana)

One day we discovered ...


One day we discovered that kissing one person to forget another one is silly. You not only do not forget the other person as you think much more about her ... One day we realize that women have a "hunter" instinct and make any man suffer ... One day we find that falling in love is inevitable ... One day we realize That the best proofs of love are the simplest ... One day we realize that the common does not attract us ... One day we will know that being classified as "good" is not good ... One day we will realize that the person who never League is the one who thinks the most of you ... One day we will know the importance of the phrase: "You become eternally responsible for what you captivate ..." One day we realize that we are very important to someone, but we do not value it. .. One day we realize how that friend is missing, but then it is too late ... Anyway ... One day we discovered that although living almost a century this time is not enough to fulfill all our dreams, to kiss all The mouths that attract us, to say what has to be said ... The way is: either we conform to the lack of some things in our life or we fight to realize all our follies ... Who does not understand a look, either  will not understand a long explanation. (TEXT OF MÁRIO QUINTANA)

quinta-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2017

We are what we feel ...


It's like the song says: "In so many ways that I can be, I'm sure one of them will please you ...". But who said I want to please you? And who said no? If things are not always as they seem to be, sometimes they are. Exactly how. That simple. Or not ... Who am I? I can be many things, I can speak many others so that, suddenly, you have a vague idea of ​​who I am. And? I can lie, hide, exaggerate, wander, deceive ... But how could I tell you, really, who I am in simple words? I could even try, maybe create a concept about myself, about who I was, about who I can be. But the point is that I do not fit into a single verb, nobody fits ... It is not a question of being, and then I could say that it is a question of being, but the human being is much more than that (being,  Remain, become ...). I could even try, in all sincerity, to define myself. If I believed in definitions, maybe I would try. I do not believe! I do not try! Define is label. And people do not fit into labels (some even ...), closed concepts are only for people who cling to every form of convention. They label themselves, conform to what is said "normal", do exactly what they expect from them, stop living. I believe in the feeling, in the gesture, in the affection, in the people I love and never want to lose, in the accelerated heart every time "that" person looks at you, and a simple touch of that one makes your whole body shake, I believe in complicity, in the Intimacy that only two people who really have waited for one another can have, I believe in the immediate affection and the identification that appears at the first moment, in the delivery of face undoubtedly, I believe in the strength of the words and in the silence of the look that shouts wills within Of people, I believe in the silly moments or the most serious moments, in the head chat or in that conversation without any pretension in which we speak what the mind comes to us without the fear of appearing to be "idiots", I believe in all those "little things" that of so Fools could not be wiser, that from so simple gigantic become when we see each other in the other, small-huge moments that make us want to remain forever in someone. I believe in what I feel, and just ... Because what determines who we are is what we feel, the people that surround us, and the moments we spend with them. People, gestures, affections, moments make us "BE". Frustrated when by fear, cowardice, pressure, obligation, or whatever it may be, even by what we do not understand or by what we think is noble, we fight against what we feel, we stop cultivating moments, we silence longings, we repress wills, (Our essence is lost when we do the opposite of what our heart feels and wants) ... Because it is not only who we are, but what we feel, the way we choose, where We want to reach and, above all, the people we want to be there, to share our best and worst moments. So do not let people who really matter to you get out of your life, never let that lack the gesture, the affection, the hug, or simply the look, that little word that in a minute can change everything. Rebuild what was thought lost. Never allow fears, obligations, impositions, and lack of attitude to keep you from living what you have always hoped for. People and stories get lost all the time. Do not lose yourself. Do not miss out on who you've always wanted. Wait your time, but do not let the time pass. Do not risk too much. They say there is only one moment to be happy: now! I know it's not that simple, although I'm so reluctant, I know that some things can only happen in the aftermath (it takes a cycle to close completely and another to open up completely, I know! Is this the right time for things? No doubt! The key is that we do not let such a moment become lost in so many "after" moments. Let us know how to do this ... Take ...!

(Cris Light)

quarta-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2017

Wisdom

May God always give me wisdom to know the right moment to fight or to stop.

5 One night while Solomon was in Gibeon, the Lord God appeared to him in a dream and said, “Solomon, ask for anything you want, and I will give it to you.”
6 Solomon answered:
My father David, your servant, was honest and did what you commanded. You were always loyal to him, and you gave him a son who is now king. 7 Lord God, I'm your servant, and you've made me king in my father's place. But I'm very young and know so little about being a leader. 8 And now I must rule your chosen people, even though there are too many of them to count.
9 Please make me wise and teach me the difference between right and wrong. Then I will know how to rule your people. If you don't, there is no way I could rule this great nation of yours.
10-11 God said:
Solomon, I'm pleased that you asked for this. You could have asked to live a long time or to be rich. Or you could have asked for your enemies to be destroyed. Instead, you asked for wisdom to make right decisions. 12 So I'll make you wiser than anyone who has ever lived or ever will live.
13 I'll also give you what you didn't ask for. You'll be rich and respected as long as you live, and you'll be greater than any other king. 14 If you obey me and follow my commands, as your father David did, I'll let you live a long time.
15 Solomon woke up and realized that God had spoken to him in the dream. He went back to Jerusalem and stood in front of the sacred chest, where he offered sacrifices to please the Lord and sacrifices to ask his blessing. Then Solomon gave a feast for his officials.
Solomon Makes a Difficult Decision
16 One day two women came to King Solomon, 17 and one of them said:
Your Majesty, this woman and I live in the same house. Not long ago my baby was born at home, 18 and three days later her baby was born. Nobody else was there with us.
19 One night while we were all asleep, she rolled over on her baby, and he died. 20 Then while I was still asleep, she got up and took my son out of my bed. She put him in her bed, then she put her dead baby next to me.
21 In the morning when I got up to feed my son, I saw that he was dead. But when I looked at him in the light, I knew he wasn't my son.
22 “No!” the other woman shouted. “He was your son. My baby is alive!”
“The dead baby is yours,” the first woman yelled. “Mine is alive!”
They argued back and forth in front of Solomon, 23 until finally he said, “Both of you say this live baby is yours. 24 Someone bring me a sword.”
A sword was brought, and Solomon ordered, 25 “Cut the baby in half! That way each of you can have part of him.”
26 “Please don't kill my son,” the baby's mother screamed. “Your Majesty, I love him very much, but give him to her. Just don't kill him.”
The other woman shouted, “Go ahead and cut him in half. Then neither of us will have the baby.”
27 Solomon said, “Don't kill the baby.” Then he pointed to the first woman, “She is his real mother. Give the baby to her.”
28Everyone in Israel was amazed when they heard how Solomon had made his decision. They realized that God had given him wisdom to judge fairly.