sábado, 29 de setembro de 2012
Maternidade
Presidente David O. McKay“A maternidade consiste de três atributos ou
qualidades principais, que são: (1) o poder de gerar,
(2) a capacidade de criar, (3) o dom de amar. (…)
Essa capacidade e disposição de criar devidamente os
filhos, o dom de amar, e o desejo, sim, o anseio de
expressá-lo no desenvolvimento da alma fazem da
maternidade a mais nobre função ou chamado do
mundo.” (Gospel Ideals, p. 453.)
Maturidade
“Cada um de nós, com disciplina e esforço, tem a
capacidade de controlar seus pensamentos e ações. Isso
faz parte do processo de desenvolvimento da maturidade
espiritual, física e emocional.” (Conference Report, abril
de 1987, p. 57; ou Ensign, maio de 1987, p. 47.)
(Presidente Gordon B. Hinckley)
Casamento
Presidente Wilford Woodruff
“Quando um rapaz pedir a uma filha de Sião que se
case com ele, em vez de ela perguntar-se: ‘Será que esse
homem tem uma bela casa de tijolos, uma boa parelha
de cavalos e uma boa carruagem?’ ela deveria
perguntar: ‘Ele é um homem de Deus? Tem o Espírito
de Deus com ele? É um santo dos últimos dias? Ele ora?
Ele tem o Espírito sobre si que o qualifique a edificar o
reino?’ Se ele tiver, não importa a carruagem e a casa
de tijolos, aceite e case-se com ele de acordo com a lei
de Deus”. (Discourses of Wilford Woodruff, p. 271.)
sexta-feira, 28 de setembro de 2012
quinta-feira, 27 de setembro de 2012
Essa é uma das músicas que gosto :)
I'd Lie
Taylor Swift
I'd Lie
Taylor Swift
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He never falls in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs
And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't I like your walk
Doesn't he know that I've had it memorized for so long
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't I like your walk
Doesn't he know that I've had it memorized for so long
He sees everything in black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you
He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle
Yes I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
If you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
If you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
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