<?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-3870060009680882550</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:31:23.330-08:00</updated><category term='Graças'/><category term='atosefotos'/><category term='Robério'/><category term='Marcos'/><category term='Renatinho'/><category term='Salzinho da Terra'/><category term='Cléa'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category term='Jorge Macalé'/><category term='Pr. Neto'/><category term='Pastor Pontes'/><category term='Caiçarinha'/><category term='Marcos André'/><category term='Sítio Lagoa Seca'/><category term='JUVEP'/><category term='Sal da Terra'/><category term='Papa Capim'/><category term='Laércio Lins'/><category term='Brejão'/><category term='Elio Rocha'/><category term='Pastor Zapatta'/><category term='Dna Lurdinha'/><category term='Alvinho'/><category term='Ministerio Fonte no Deserto'/><category term='Aldízio'/><title type='text'>Atos &amp; Fotos</title><subtitle type='html'>Foto e Video a serviço do Evangelho</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-8720216530644142492</id><published>2011-06-19T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:03:20.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministerio Fonte no Deserto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TO_hKKoHxno/Tf6bT2GvhNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/yRz6JGNxARc/s1600/DSC09878.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TO_hKKoHxno/Tf6bT2GvhNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/yRz6JGNxARc/s320/DSC09878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620100150248572114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cgLUOEQyHs/Tf6bTjlQKfI/AAAAAAAAA_E/EgpblopOa6o/s1600/DSC00223.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 70px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cgLUOEQyHs/Tf6bTjlQKfI/AAAAAAAAA_E/EgpblopOa6o/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620100145276266994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wuioKJdeKbY/Tf6bTVHsQlI/AAAAAAAAA-8/JeeVPA4owU0/s1600/DSC00101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wuioKJdeKbY/Tf6bTVHsQlI/AAAAAAAAA-8/JeeVPA4owU0/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620100141394182738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4bjz6xB2NU/Tf6bTL0OUCI/AAAAAAAAA-0/o3PcN2dfMgw/s1600/DSC00144.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4bjz6xB2NU/Tf6bTL0OUCI/AAAAAAAAA-0/o3PcN2dfMgw/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620100138896609314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 31px; font-size: 18pt; "&gt;Muito trabalho aqui no Sítio Inveja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 31px; font-size: 18pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;O incansável Pr. Neto está concluindo mais uma obra aqui no Sítio Inveja. Por esta razão um grupo de 12 Ingleses, enviados pela missão Latin Link, da Inglaterra e mais alguns voluntários, trabalham incansavelmente, para que, no &lt;span style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dia 25 de junho, seja inaugurada a sala de aula para cerca de 40 alunos e mais um campo de futebol de areia. Vale salientar que &lt;span style="line-height: 17px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;além do lazer, a finalidade do campo é também de educar com boas maneiras e, acima de tudo, evangelizar. O primeiro torneio está programado para o próximo dia 26, dia seguinte após a inauguração. Não perca!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Mais duas salas de aula estão em andamento e logo em breve também estarão prontas para funcionamento. Esta obra faz parte do Centro de EnsinoTeológica para preparação de Missionários e Obreiros. Veja em anexo as fotos que ilustram este desafio do Ministério Fonte no Deserto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Em Cristo Jesus&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt; Elio Rocha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-8720216530644142492?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8720216530644142492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=8720216530644142492' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8720216530644142492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8720216530644142492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2011/06/muito-trabalho-aqui-no-sitio-inveja-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TO_hKKoHxno/Tf6bT2GvhNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/yRz6JGNxARc/s72-c/DSC09878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-1756661309168073825</id><published>2011-06-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T13:13:18.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE PRESENCIAMOS NO SÍTIO INVEJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNd3sMc9DcA/Teab3oROfNI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pmdj0LjvOoM/s1600/DSC09350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; 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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;O Ministério Fonte no Deserto acaba de receber da Inglaterra, uma equipe de 11 jovens voluntários, na faixa etária de 18 a 22 anos, que estão ajudando na construção de uma sala de aula e um campo de futebol de areia. Estes voluntários, além de cooperarem com a mão de obra, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fazem a própria comida, lavam a própria roupa e ainda financiam a construção. Nos cultos das congregações, eles cooperam com o louvor e, a cada culto, já estão dando o testemunho de suas conversões, já em Português. Nas primeiras semanas, Elio Rocha ajudou na tradução para um melhor entendimento entre eles e o Pr. Neto e família. Hoje já não se faz necessário tradutor, pois eles estão se virando muito bem. Veja as fotos abaixo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Que o Senhor Jesus continue abençoando este Ministério e a todos os irmãos que de um modo ou de outro estão cooperando com esta obra que, sendo de Deus, não pode parar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Em Cristo Jesus: Elio Rocha ( Ministério Atos &amp;amp; Fotos)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-1756661309168073825?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1756661309168073825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=1756661309168073825' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1756661309168073825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1756661309168073825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-que-presenciamos-no-sitio-inveja.html' title='O QUE PRESENCIAMOS NO SÍTIO INVEJA'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNd3sMc9DcA/Teab3oROfNI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pmdj0LjvOoM/s72-c/DSC09350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-4593349101550991367</id><published>2009-08-18T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:17:34.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clic aqui e veja em FESTA NA ROÇA: A conversão do Rei do Baião</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SoqHS2GsKiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/g4oHSR76BaQ/s1600-h/Luis+Gonzaga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SoqHS2GsKiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/g4oHSR76BaQ/s320/Luis+Gonzaga2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371254263423707682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-4593349101550991367?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAczpRmXmDI' title='Clic aqui e veja em FESTA NA ROÇA: A conversão do Rei do Baião'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAczpRmXmDI' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4593349101550991367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=4593349101550991367' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4593349101550991367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4593349101550991367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2009/08/veja-festa-na-roca-conversao-do-rei-do.html' title='Clic aqui e veja em FESTA NA ROÇA: A conversão do Rei do Baião'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SoqHS2GsKiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/g4oHSR76BaQ/s72-c/Luis+Gonzaga2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-2986786921669477934</id><published>2009-06-18T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:05:10.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pão do Céu - Coisas que a TV, geralmente, não mostra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SjsE6AmdkeI/AAAAAAAAAn8/TwKirtbV-dg/s1600-h/DSC01778.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874377072841186" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SjsE6AmdkeI/AAAAAAAAAn8/TwKirtbV-dg/s320/DSC01778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Quando se fala em sertão nordestino, a primeira imagem que vem a mente de muita gente é a de uma vaca morta de sede, ou um pé de mandacaru no meio de um cenário desolado, ou um menino "buchudo" chorando com fome, ou ainda a de uma ossada de uma rês morta de sede. É, praticamente, só isso que as pessoas se lembram, porque é isso que os meios de comunicação divulgam amplamente, já que as matérias que mostram a miséria alheia costuma vender bem. Existe fome no sertão? Existe sede no sertão? Existe seca no sertão? Claro que sim! Mas, será que o sertão é só fome, é só sede, é só seca ou é só miséria? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;De outra sorte, é fato que a abundante graça de Deus é comum e esta é dispensada com generosidade a todos igualmente, inclusive aos sertanejos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;A mão graciosa do Senhor tem alcançado a muitos sertanejos, salvando-os e fazendo,verdadeiramente, prosperarem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;As fotos que você está vendo foram feitas no Sítio Mão Virada, na zona rural do Município de São José do Belmonte, no sertão de Pernambuco, na frente da casa do irmão Silva. E estes sertanejos, sorridentes da foto, têm mais que motivos para sorrirem, eles e tantos outros estavam chegando ao "Culto da Colheita". Uma programação realizada por congregações irmãs (15 ao todo), todas filhas do trabalho da Igreja Presbiteriana do Sítio Inveja, pastoreadas pelo Rev. José Gomes de Sá, carinhosamente conhecido por Pr. Neto. Todos que ali chegavam, traziam em seus corações gratidão a Deus pelas chuvas regulares que têm caído em quase todo sertão nos últimos anos, proporcionando uma colheita abundante. Isso mesmo! gente da terra, trazendo a um culto ao Criador da terra, alimentos que eles produziram e preparam, para partilharem generosamente com irmãos e amigos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Aquele povo sertanejo, que a imprensa reluta em mostrar, é uma gente feliz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;que, com muita satisfação, adora a Deus pelos frutos do suor dos seus rostos e pela Sua generosa mão, que tem dado Chuva, saúde e terra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Muita gente esteve ali, portanto, muita comida chegava em panelas, tigelas, sacos e travessas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Porém, existe festa de crente sem a mensagem da cruz? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;O desejo era um só, queriam, além de agradecer ao Senhor da Seara pela Sua infinita bondade, partilhar o Pão do Céu, o verdadeiro "pão nosso de cada dia" com aqueles que ainda não O têm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Deus, por sua vez, ligou a festa que ali ocorreu a uma outra lá no céu, pois alguns dos presentes, ainda não convertidos, após a mensagem, na hora do apelo, levantaram suas mãos aos céus dizendo: "&lt;em&gt;Sim, eu recebo à Jesus como meu Senhor e Salvador&lt;/em&gt;". E o culto de ações de graças pela colheita dos frutos da terra foi coroado com colheita para o Reino do Céu - Não poderia ser melhor, não poderia ser de outra forma, pois Deus estava presente. Tão presente que quase que podíamos vê-lo ou mesmo tocá-lo, tamanha era a satisfação e gozo que sentíamos em nossa alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SjsE5yRomkI/AAAAAAAAAn0/LuiRbiBsC0A/s1600-h/DSC01825.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874373227387458" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SjsE5yRomkI/AAAAAAAAAn0/LuiRbiBsC0A/s320/DSC01825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Depois do culto, ao som de muita música, a mesa farta (enorme mesa farta) foi dividida entre todos os presentes, que comeram suas porções de especial sabor nordestino. Milho cozinhado ou assado na brasa, pamonha, cangica, baião de dois, carne de sol, munguzá, buchada de bode, galinha de capoeira guisada ou assada, ovo de capoeira, bolo de milho, bolo de mandioca, pé-de-moleque, suco de pitanga, cuscuz, beju, bode guisado, charque assada... De dar água na boca! Ainda havia outras tantas apetitosas maravilhas, da saborosa culinária sertaneja. De forma que todos se fartaram e ainda sobejou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A chuva veio pro sertão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;que coisa linda de se ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;o capim brotou da cepa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;se "espaiou" e onde era seca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;fez o verde aparecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Verde que traz esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;traz alento pro vaqueiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pra caatinga ele "óia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;quase se vai da memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;o penar mais derradeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Vai cantando uma toada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;vai cantando uma canção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;vai tocando a boiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;enquanto a terra "tá" "moiada"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;enquanto não se seca o chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Veja as imagens em:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAczpRmXmDI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAczpRmXmDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-2986786921669477934?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2986786921669477934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=2986786921669477934' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2986786921669477934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2986786921669477934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Pão do Céu - Coisas que a TV, geralmente, não mostra'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SjsE6AmdkeI/AAAAAAAAAn8/TwKirtbV-dg/s72-c/DSC01778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-2556032931006751846</id><published>2009-03-29T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:11:48.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brejão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Alegria em Brejão... festa no Céu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SdAC0moKW0I/AAAAAAAAAe4/PMjW-0uBO00/s1600-h/DSC09354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SdAC0moKW0I/AAAAAAAAAe4/PMjW-0uBO00/s320/DSC09354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318754262670007106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos com quase uma hora de atraso, naquela noite, em Brejão, cidade do interior pernambucano, Porém, o povo não havia arredado o pé do local. As pessoas aguardavam a Palavra de Deus que ali seria partilhada.&lt;br /&gt;E assim foi feito, que maravilha! O Evangelho foi recebido com muita simpatia, de forma que aquela ruazinha, onde nós montamos a programação ficou cheia da graça de Deus... Muita a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;No final fizemos o apelo. Quem ali queria entregar sua vida a Jesus e dizer não ao pecado?&lt;br /&gt;Várias pessoas disseram sim a mensagem da cruz... Houve festa no céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-2556032931006751846?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2556032931006751846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=2556032931006751846' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2556032931006751846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2556032931006751846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2009/03/alegria-em-brejao-festa-no-ceu.html' title='Alegria em Brejão... festa no Céu'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SdAC0moKW0I/AAAAAAAAAe4/PMjW-0uBO00/s72-c/DSC09354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-5548087750779684420</id><published>2009-03-20T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:47:15.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estive com frio e me aqueceste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/ScRM-2KMNpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FJt508KoeM8/s1600-h/100_9455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 528px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/ScRM-2KMNpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FJt508KoeM8/s320/100_9455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315458102777886354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cara de alegria destes pequeninos sertanejos foi promovida por tão pouco - um cobertor. Daqueles bem simples, mas que na rigidez do frio, das madrugadas do inverno sertanejo, que incomodam pra valer, faz uma diferença enorme. Quem já passou uma noite de frio sabe o que estou falando e geralmente estas pessoas são mais atenciosas, mas sensíveis. Mas, quem nunca sentiu (porque nunca precisou) ache pequenos gestos assim, totalmente, sem impotância. Não reconheçm o significado dessa alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, o recado foi dado a todos e de maneira muito clara, Jesus está nestas pessoas e Ele recebe de bom grado a mão que se estende para elas. Ele foi categórico: "Quando você faz o bem a qualquer um destes pequeninos é a mim que você está fazendo..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-5548087750779684420?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5548087750779684420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=5548087750779684420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5548087750779684420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5548087750779684420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2009/03/estive-com-frio-e-me-aqueceste.html' title='Estive com frio e me aqueceste'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/ScRM-2KMNpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FJt508KoeM8/s72-c/100_9455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-92819570528394209</id><published>2009-03-20T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:03:18.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Deixando Cristo para trás</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/Sco5L6fd1pI/AAAAAAAAAeo/PaoRicUSD5Y/s1600-h/p%C3%A3o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317125186906871442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 497px; cursor: pointer; height: 363px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/Sco5L6fd1pI/AAAAAAAAAeo/PaoRicUSD5Y/s320/p%C3%A3o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na beira da estrada, meio do sertão, entre as cidades pernambucanas de Ibimirim e Floresta, numa parada que fizemos para um café. Vimos este homem da foto, saindo do meio da caatinga, numa bicicleta caindo aos pedaços. Ele havia pedalado sessenta quilômetros, por estradas de areia e pedra - próprias daquela região - Vindo de outra cidade que, como se por ironia do destino se chama Betânia, que no hebraico quer dizer "lar dos pobres". Francisco era o nome daquele senhor e naquele momento ele chegava ao asfalto, ali onde nós estávamos, visivelmente cansado e tinha mais setenta e oito quilômetros pela frente, que faria numa daquelas camionetes que transportam pessoas pelo sertão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Um cafezinho? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Perguntei de maneira amistosa, ao recém chegado, querendo quebrar o gelo, estendendo o copo de café e o pão com queijo que eu tinha nas mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Não, Obrigado! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Respondeu vacilante e com o olho cumprido para aquela refeição que tomávamos. A sua expressão nos dizia claramente: "Por favor, insista!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Entendi sua hesitação e insisti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;- Que é isso homem? Venha comer com a gente! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A fome falou mais alto do que a vergonha, aquele cidadão de meia idade e de pele enegrecida pelo causticante sol sertanejo, se agachou e começou a comer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Vimos, então, que ele estava com muita fome e por uma razão bem simples, porém quase trágica - ele não havia comido nada naquele dia - isso mesmo, sessenta quilômetros de bicicleta, no meio da caatinga, sem nada na barriga. Ele deglutia cada pedaço do sanduíche de queijo de manteiga com certa ansiedade, como se fosse o último, e sorvia os goles de café com nítida expressão de satisfação. Por sorte, nós havíamos levado o suficiente e ele comeu até se fartar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/Sco9f_WpLBI/AAAAAAAAAew/lb66H8LrLB8/s1600-h/bicicleta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317129929855937554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 497px; cursor: pointer; height: 395px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/Sco9f_WpLBI/AAAAAAAAAew/lb66H8LrLB8/s320/bicicleta.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;No final, amarramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; a bicicleta de Francisco em cima da Kombi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;entoamos um hino de louvor à Deus (ver imagens em: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn6pxAByF3k"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn6pxAByF3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; )  e seguimos até Floresta destino dele, nosso caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Na estrada partilhamos da nossa fé, do amor de Deus, da nossa alegria de tê-lo encontrado e de tantas outras amenidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Finalmente, chegamos à Floresta, nos despedimos com uma oração rogando ao Pai uma bênção especial sobre a vida daquele sertanejo de Betânia. Talvez nunca mais o vejamos e certamente nunca mais teremos notícias dele. Mas, daquele momento para cá eu trago um questionamento em meu coração: Quantas vezes, pelas estradas da vida, passamos despercebidos deixando Cristo para trás? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Tive fome e não me destes de comer. Tive sede e não me destes de beber".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Que Deus nos torne mais atentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/ScRJ6JuZ6OI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RO5rLYq1VUk/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315454723595823330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 596px; cursor: pointer; height: 325px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/ScRJ6JuZ6OI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RO5rLYq1VUk/s320/DSC03035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-92819570528394209?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/92819570528394209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=92819570528394209' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/92819570528394209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/92819570528394209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2009/03/estive-com-fome-e-me-deste-de-comer.html' title='Deixando Cristo para trás'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/Sco5L6fd1pI/AAAAAAAAAeo/PaoRicUSD5Y/s72-c/p%C3%A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-788795738146026690</id><published>2008-12-20T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:12:46.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Pela estrada de Emaús</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SU21OFaKuVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wyzzGpNd9A0/s1600-h/A+caminho+de+Rancharia+-+PE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282077191550187858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 478px; height: 186px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SU21OFaKuVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wyzzGpNd9A0/s320/A+caminho+de+Rancharia+-+PE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje em dia, quase a gente não tem tempo de parar. A barriga porém, nos faz isso. Para nós cristãos brasileiros, tomar café com pão é tão significativo quanto foi para Jesus e os seus discípulos tomarem vinho com pão. A Bíblia, inclusive, relata alguns destes momentos que o Senhor viveu com aqueles que o acompanhavam.&lt;br /&gt;Quando viajamos pelo sertão nordestino, paramos em lugares inusitados - a margem da estrada, por exemplo, pode se tornar numa lanchonete ou restaurante (as vezes por falta de opção, outras vezes por falta de dinheiro, mesmo) - Lembra aquelas espigas de trigo que Jesus comeu com seus discípulos? Vale o improviso quando não se tem outra possibilidade. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SVF9sA1QRQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PyetpHg1pOs/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283142032973382914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 527px; height: 247px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SVF9sA1QRQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PyetpHg1pOs/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, o bom de tudo isso é que Cristo torna saboroso aquilo que, de fato, sem ele não teria menor prazer. Comer num restaurante chique, ou à beira de uma estrada, ou mesmo numa casinha sertaneja (foto acima), sem conforto algum, tem o mesmo sabor, desde que contemos com a Sua maravilhosa companhia. Essa é a diferença que existe em andar com Ele. Foi assim com os seus discípulos no caminho de Emaús, tem sido assim conosco no sertão nordestino e assim será eternamente. Em qualquer estrada, em qualquer lugar ou em qualquer circunstância, Ele é quem faz a difernça. Andemos, pois, com Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-788795738146026690?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/788795738146026690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=788795738146026690' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/788795738146026690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/788795738146026690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/12/caf-da-manh-caminho-de-rancharia.html' title='Pela estrada de Emaús'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SU21OFaKuVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wyzzGpNd9A0/s72-c/A+caminho+de+Rancharia+-+PE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-5326528342300303440</id><published>2008-12-19T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:51:59.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Lagoa Seca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Sítio Lagoa Seca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUxphrWJeQI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tf0BFSh7NZc/s1600-h/DSC01446a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUxphrWJeQI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tf0BFSh7NZc/s320/DSC01446a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281712490290968834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após esta reunião mais de 10 pessoas decidiram seguir a Cristo. &lt;br /&gt;LOUVADO SEJA DEUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-5326528342300303440?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5326528342300303440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=5326528342300303440' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5326528342300303440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5326528342300303440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/12/stio-logoa-seca.html' title='Sítio Lagoa Seca'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUxphrWJeQI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tf0BFSh7NZc/s72-c/DSC01446a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-7578697145280097137</id><published>2008-12-15T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:59:33.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa tal felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUqym7d8aTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MW_6QoxFhok/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUqym7d8aTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MW_6QoxFhok/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281229894913386802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O que é que você acha que significa este sorriso? O que faz este homem sorrir de maneira tão espontânea e traduzir tanta satisfação?&lt;br /&gt;Encontramos este sorriso, no sertão do Pajeú, em Pernambuco, numa localidade chamada Sítio Serra Branca, na zona rural do município de Betânia.&lt;br /&gt;Ele dá nó na cabeça de gente que crer na teologia da prosperidade, de gente que reclama quando falta alguma coisa e de crente metido a patrão de Deus (daqueles que ficam ordenando as coisas para Deus - você conhece algum desse tipo?). &lt;br /&gt;O dono deste sorriso tem nome: Edvaldo. Através de sua vida ele manifesta a palavra de Deus dirigida ao Apóstolo Paulo, que diz, "...a minha graça te basta" ou ainda, "...não mais eu, mas Cristo vive em mim... e a vida que eu vivo, vivo-a pela fé no Filho de Deus". &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUq2SzqLkwI/AAAAAAAAAbo/p22rvR87hC8/s1600-h/edvaldo+iv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUq2SzqLkwI/AAAAAAAAAbo/p22rvR87hC8/s320/edvaldo+iv.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281233947266355970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edvaldo é um homem que não tem nada, ou quase nada. Mora sozinho numa casa de 16 metros quadrados, sem luz, sem água, sem sanitário, todos os seus móveis resumem-se a uma cama velha e uma estante não menos usada. Casinha simples, de chão batido, sem rebouco, com dois comodos, cuja porta da frente é apenas um pedaço de tábua, que serve para que as cabras que pastam por ali não entrem. O xodó de Edvaldo é o seu fogão à lenha, que ele mesmo construiu. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUrfZ4vHUnI/AAAAAAAAAbw/e68b25cc2ok/s1600-h/Edvaldo+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUrfZ4vHUnI/AAAAAAAAAbw/e68b25cc2ok/s320/Edvaldo+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281279148865049202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aliás, quando nós passamos por lá, ele estava cozinhando uma porção de feijão numa panela encardida pela lenha (pelo que percebemos, era tudo o que ele tinha para comer naquele dia).&lt;br /&gt;Mas, apesar de tanta escassês, Edvaldo demonstrava uma alegria imensa, e essa alegria tinha nome: Jesus, o único bem valioso que ele possuia. Pra quê mais do que isso? &lt;br /&gt;Este mesmo Deus nos permitiu encontrá-lo. E que bom tê-lo encontrado, que bom tê-lo conhecido! &lt;br /&gt;Foi uma das experiências mais marcantes da minha vida, pois eu estive com o cristão que não sabia ler (por isso não tinha acesso a bíblia) que estava praticamente isolado da igreja, que morava afastado de quase tudo e de quase todos, mais que demonstrava patente, a abundante graça do Senhor, encarnando a verdade de que a satisfação não está nas coisas ou nos lugares. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUr8LSIHdII/AAAAAAAAAcA/lRv6mYyraIg/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUr8LSIHdII/AAAAAAAAAcA/lRv6mYyraIg/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281310783819969666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ele não pregou para nós através de palavras, até por que ele não é um sujeito eloquente. Mas eu afirmo com toda franqueza: Em poucas ocasiões da minha caminhada cristã, alguém me falou de  Jesus com tanta propriedade, com tanta clareza. &lt;br /&gt;Seu abraço, seu sorriso e cada gesto que ele fazia, pronunciava, escancaradamente, que Cristo vive e reina com soberania. Que a paz, aquela "que excede a todo entendimento", é manifesta de maneira contrária a nossa compreensão humana.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele Davi sertanejo (o cabra tem no máximo 1,50 m.) abateu gigantes do meu eu. E a pedrinha que ele usou foi o seu sorriso, a sua alegria incondicional... Que queda! Ainda estou atordoado do tombo, porém, mais consciente das minhas imperfeições e grato à Deus por aquele memorável e transformador encontro. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUriteVUn1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/NOvbtPLEwMs/s1600-h/edvaldo+iii.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUriteVUn1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/NOvbtPLEwMs/s320/edvaldo+iii.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281282783909814098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu espero um dia voltar por lá e revê-lo. Então, até lá e que Deus continue te abençoando, Edvaldo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-7578697145280097137?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7578697145280097137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=7578697145280097137' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7578697145280097137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7578697145280097137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/12/felicidade-de-edvaldo.html' title='Essa tal felicidade'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SUqym7d8aTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MW_6QoxFhok/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-6577210339320968023</id><published>2008-12-05T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:11:06.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culto Evangelístico na praça em Rancharia - PE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STnC5DCMsII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gJu9BzTaK8Y/s1600-h/Culto+Evangel%C3%ADstico+em+Rancharia-PE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STnC5DCMsII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gJu9BzTaK8Y/s320/Culto+Evangel%C3%ADstico+em+Rancharia-PE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462723764105346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-6577210339320968023?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6577210339320968023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=6577210339320968023' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/6577210339320968023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/6577210339320968023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/12/culto-evangelstico-na-praa-em-rancharia.html' title='Culto Evangelístico na praça em Rancharia - PE'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STnC5DCMsII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gJu9BzTaK8Y/s72-c/Culto+Evangel%C3%ADstico+em+Rancharia-PE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-8907752976615016726</id><published>2008-12-04T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:19:34.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Culto no Sítio Serra Branca</title><content type='html'>O Sítio Serra Branca, fica numa região de baixa densidade demográfica, lá um culto com 30 pessoas é considerado uma coisa extraordinária. Neste ano de 2008, começamos ir aquele lugar, apoiando uma pequena congregação, Igreja Batista de Redenção, vinculada a Igreja Batista Missionária. Atuar em Serra Branca, tem sido uma experiência gratificante pelas condições do campo, pela acessibilidade ao lugar, pela cultura do povo e, sobretudo pela sua perspectiva missionária. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STi6krxz2GI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rKchDoUE41M/s1600-h/DSC06488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276172102854236258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STi6krxz2GI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rKchDoUE41M/s320/DSC06488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trinta pessoas num culto, para quem mora num centro urbano maior, seria um fato despercebido, porém para aqueles amados irmãos e amigos do Sítio Serra Branca e de tantas outras localidades sertanejas, praticamente, isoladas, pode ser, algo extraordinário. Foi assim o culto da foto, algo memorável, muitos ali jamais tinham visto "todo aquele 'mói' de gente". E o resultado daquela reunião? Proporcionalmente, um verdadeiro avivamento! A pequena congregação com dois membros, foi acrescentada em três pessoas. Isso mesmo, um acréscimo de 150 %, no rol de congregados.&lt;br /&gt;Guardando as proporções, se houvesse um culto destes numa igreja de 500 membros, de um dia para outro, esta comunidade passaria para 1500 pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;Este fato pitoresco, porém, nos faz ver que um lugar por mais distante, por mais que pareça inviável e inalcançável, é tão propício e fértil quanto qualquer outro lugar. Se é assim tão viável, por que as estatíscas são desfavoráveis quanto a evengelização deste povo?&lt;br /&gt;Seria o acesso difícil? Seria a falta de conforto e comodidade do campo? Seria a baixa renda per-capta que traduz uma dependência financeira do campo por tempo indeterminado? Seria a adoção inadequada de estratégias missionárias? Qual ou quais os motivos que levam a igreja brasileira a agir de maneira tão ineficaz com relação ao sertão nordestino?&lt;br /&gt;Cabe reflexão e mais ainda, urge a ação. As Serras Brancas sertanejas nos esperam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-8907752976615016726?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8907752976615016726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=8907752976615016726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8907752976615016726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8907752976615016726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/12/culto-no-stio-serra-branca.html' title='Culto no Sítio Serra Branca'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/STi6krxz2GI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rKchDoUE41M/s72-c/DSC06488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-5407959827230013882</id><published>2008-11-13T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:29:20.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Caiçarinha da Penha - Serra Talhada</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDS4vo4YWfw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDS4vo4YWfw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E.S.-Programa de Evangelização do Sertão. Trabalho de Evangelização realizado pelo Ministério Sal da Terra, com o apoio da Quarta Igr. Presb. de Garanhuns, Igr. Presbiteriana de Serra Talhada, Igr. Presb. de Alphaville e irmãos voluntários que doam seu precioso tempo e profissão para a honra e glória  do nosso Senhor. Edição de Imagens: Elio Rocha (Min. Atos &amp; Fotos)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-5407959827230013882?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5407959827230013882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=5407959827230013882' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5407959827230013882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5407959827230013882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/11/caiarinha-da-penha-serra-talhada.html' title='Caiçarinha da Penha - Serra Talhada'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-7773726245710126641</id><published>2008-11-12T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:54:29.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robério'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>A História do Nosso Redentor</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sD2EsXFl1aI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sD2EsXFl1aI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A História do Nosso Redentor foi contada por Robério, O CONTADOR DE CAUSO, no encontro dos evangélicos da área de saúde da grande Recife, realizado na Igreja Presbiteriana das Graças, promovido pelo Ministério Sal da Terra. Filmagem: Elio Rocha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-7773726245710126641?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7773726245710126641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=7773726245710126641' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7773726245710126641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7773726245710126641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/11/histria-do-nosso-redentor.html' title='A História do Nosso Redentor'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-2688424083044612218</id><published>2008-11-11T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:26:05.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JUVEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastor Pontes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastor Zapatta'/><title type='text'>A História do Pastor Zapatta</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZAEvwAXSNw"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZAEvwAXSNw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao assistir este video, possivelmente, você será impactado. O Pastor Zapatta nos dá uma lição de persevarança e fé. Produzido pelo Pastor Pontes (JUVEP). Edição: Elio Rocha (Min. Sal da Terra). Diretor de Edição: Marcos André (Min. Sal da Terra).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-2688424083044612218?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2688424083044612218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=2688424083044612218' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2688424083044612218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2688424083044612218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/11/histria-do-pastor-zapatta.html' title='A História do Pastor Zapatta'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-6247510935598476218</id><published>2008-11-02T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:13:06.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atosefotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Revitalização da Igreja Batista no Sítio Serra Branca</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjl-Xs-p65s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjl-Xs-p65s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja o que aconteceu no Programa de Evangelização do Sertão (Min. Sal da Terra), realizado no Sítio Serra Branca, de propriedade do nosso irmão querido Zé Gabriel. Imagens e edição: Elio Rocha (Atos &amp; Fotos)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-6247510935598476218?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/6247510935598476218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=6247510935598476218' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/6247510935598476218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/6247510935598476218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/11/stio-serra-branca.html' title='Revitalização da Igreja Batista no Sítio Serra Branca'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-5410390920907960262</id><published>2008-10-21T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:27:26.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa Capim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Atos do Papa-capim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2aU0JT1gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YJJg8JMefs8/s1600-h/P7090403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259529622224360962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2aU0JT1gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YJJg8JMefs8/s320/P7090403.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathas, adolescente de Olinda - Pernambuco, participou como voluntário do Projeto Papa-capim, doando as crianças sertanejas, parte das suas férias de janeiro de 2008. Ensinando-as os primeiros acordes. Ele entende que mais bem aventurado a dar do que receber. E você???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-5410390920907960262?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5410390920907960262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=5410390920907960262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5410390920907960262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5410390920907960262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/10/atos-do-papa-capim.html' title='Atos do Papa-capim'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2aU0JT1gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YJJg8JMefs8/s72-c/P7090403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-1851879443763507708</id><published>2008-10-21T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:39:31.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salzinho da Terra'/><title type='text'>Grupo Salzinho da Terra - Caiçarinha da Penha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2UEjH7diI/AAAAAAAAAYg/C_6LoZKF8oI/s1600-h/DSC05813a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2UEjH7diI/AAAAAAAAAYg/C_6LoZKF8oI/s320/DSC05813a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259522745707492898" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grupo Salzinho da Terra, é isso que você vê na foto: Crianças alegres. Porém, a alegria delas tem como fundamento a esperança e fé em Papai do Céu. Elas têm partilhado tudo isso através da música. Foi assim na apresentação que fizeram na cidade de Serra Talhada e na cidade de Flores, no Sertão de Pernambuco.&lt;br /&gt;O Projeto Papa-capim tem estimulado a formação de novos talentos. A missionária Ana Cláudia (na foto com as crianças) tem vivido dias inesquecíveis junto destes pequeninos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-1851879443763507708?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1851879443763507708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=1851879443763507708' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1851879443763507708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1851879443763507708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/10/turma-do-salzinho-da-terra.html' title='Grupo Salzinho da Terra - Caiçarinha da Penha'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2UEjH7diI/AAAAAAAAAYg/C_6LoZKF8oI/s72-c/DSC05813a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-7264087533532119558</id><published>2008-10-21T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:21:24.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa Capim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>PAPA-CAPIM - Arte: Camila Lima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2SHez4CuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hEhuHqz8QhI/s1600-h/DSC05879a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2SHez4CuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hEhuHqz8QhI/s320/DSC05879a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259520597065992930" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, pela escassez de água no sertão nordestino, um barquinho seja o sonho de muitas das crianças que moram ali. E sonhos como este podem ser expressos de várias maneiras. A pintura é uma delas. Mas, infelizmente, artes plásticas, não são frequentes num lugar comumente desassistido, como é o sertão, pois, geralmente, não existem iniciativas que colaborem neste sentido. porém, as crianças do povoado de Caiçarinha da Penha, um lugar isolado, no sertão do Pajeú, no Município de Serra Talhada, em Pernambuco, hoje contam com apoio para desenvolverem seus dons artísticos e assim transmitirem através da tela, do papel, da argila, da linha e do tecido, seus lindos sonhos infantis. E isso tem se dado apartir do Projeto Papa-capim, que foi desenvolvido, justamente, visando fomentar a capacidade criativa das crianças daquele pequeno povoado, de pouco mais de oitocentos habitantes. A foto acima demonstra o resultado do projeto. Este lindo barquinho colorido, foi pintado por camila, uma adolescente, aluna do Projeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com se dá o Projeto Papa-capim?&lt;br /&gt;O projeto se apresenta em duas frentes de ação distintas:&lt;br /&gt;1. Projeto Papa-capim intinerante e intensivo, que é realizado durante o P.E.S (Programa de Evangelização do Sertão) nos períodos de férias, de Janeiro e de Julho, cujas atividades têm sido conduzidas pelo missionário, músico e professor Renatinho de Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;2. Escolinha Papa-capim, que desenvolve trabalhos de educação continuada em artes, no povoado de Caiçarinha da Penha, no município de Serra Talhada - PE, no sertão do Pajeú. E que tem suas atividades dirigidas pelo missionário e artista plástico Jorge Costa, contando ainda com o apoio da missionária Ana Cláudia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, vale ressaltar que o pano de fundo das atividades é sempre, o ensinamento cristão. Que facilita assim, não somente a formação de novos artistas, mas sobretudo, a compreensão do Criador, artista maior e fonte de toda inspiração. Participando, deste modo, da formação de cidadãos comprometidos com a palavra de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prática tem demonstrado que o Projeto Papa-capim, apesar do seu baixo custo, apresenta resultados surpreendentes. E que precisa para o seu funcionamento, tão somente, de mão-de-obra e de alguns de insumos, tais como, telas, tintas, pincéis, intrumentos musicais etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode se tornar um parceiro desta obra:&lt;br /&gt;• Como voluntário, aproveitando o seu período de férias e vindo transmitir aquilo que de graça você tem recebido de Deus. &lt;br /&gt;• Disponibilzando material de consumo e intrumentos (não acreitamos contribuições financeiras) &lt;br /&gt;• Orando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-7264087533532119558?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7264087533532119558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=7264087533532119558' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7264087533532119558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7264087533532119558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/10/papa-capim.html' title='PAPA-CAPIM - Arte: Camila Lima'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SP2SHez4CuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hEhuHqz8QhI/s72-c/DSC05879a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-3688589397153112824</id><published>2008-09-25T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:08:03.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos André'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Um pouco de nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKvfM3vuVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Po9IXL-s9tg/s1600-h/100_4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251953066033264978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKvfM3vuVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Po9IXL-s9tg/s320/100_4074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNu_jn8wL9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/h79dkDo5A4Y/s1600-h/100_4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Há um depois que pode ficar melhor, se cada um fizer um pouco. É só nos colocarmos na presença de Deus e doar um pouco de tempo, um pouco de amor, um pouco de esforço, um pouco de alegria e Ele multiplicará este pouco de maneira maravilhosa!&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim no Sítio Serra Branca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251948493107695634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKrVBZVEBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/c_oS2XtlNv0/s320/Igreja%2BBatista%2Bde%2BRenova%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2Bem%2BSerra%2BGrande.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-3688589397153112824?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3688589397153112824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=3688589397153112824' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3688589397153112824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3688589397153112824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_25.html' title='Um pouco de nós'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKvfM3vuVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Po9IXL-s9tg/s72-c/100_4074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-7526525273364327930</id><published>2008-09-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:12:49.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Dia de festa na roça</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnHMT-ayUI/AAAAAAAAATo/607StrJgUZU/s1600-h/ZÃ©+Gabriel+,+sua+turma+e+o+Sal+da+Terra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249445855011457346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnHMT-ayUI/AAAAAAAAATo/607StrJgUZU/s320/Z%C3%A9+Gabriel+,+sua+turma+e+o+Sal+da+Terra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O povo se reuniu em frente de casa. Era um dia de festa. Muitos haviam, inclusive, colocado a melhor roupa. A foto registrou este momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-7526525273364327930?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7526525273364327930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=7526525273364327930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7526525273364327930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7526525273364327930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/z-gabriel-e-sua-familia-com-famlia-do.html' title='Dia de festa na roça'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnHMT-ayUI/AAAAAAAAATo/607StrJgUZU/s72-c/Z%C3%A9+Gabriel+,+sua+turma+e+o+Sal+da+Terra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-3403818755024123237</id><published>2008-09-23T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:22:42.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>No meio do sertão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKzaBTFBYI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i-BghHOO7kQ/s1600-h/Turma+em+Serra+Branca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251957375073846658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKzaBTFBYI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i-BghHOO7kQ/s320/Turma+em+Serra+Branca.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No meio do sertão agente pára para um cafezinho, ou prá dar um esticadinha nas pernas e... que tal uma foto?&lt;br /&gt;Se você não está nessa aí, apareça da próxima vez, tá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnEQ5s1aQI/AAAAAAAAATY/3HianeCwZZE/s1600-h/Turma+em+Serra+Branca.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-3403818755024123237?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3403818755024123237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=3403818755024123237' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3403818755024123237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3403818755024123237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/retornando-de-serra-branca.html' title='No meio do sertão'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOKzaBTFBYI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i-BghHOO7kQ/s72-c/Turma+em+Serra+Branca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-1816118040259840623</id><published>2008-09-23T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:15:23.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Pastor Domício, um exemplo de fé.</title><content type='html'>Cruzando as terras do sertão do Pajeú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnB_XxoZXI/AAAAAAAAATI/zbDMglhuV7I/s1600-h/Pr.+DomÃ&amp;shy;cio+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Da chuva escassa, com sol à pino a queimar&lt;br /&gt;Do gado magro, do roçado seco,&lt;br /&gt;da palma que engana a fome,&lt;br /&gt;do juazeiro e do juá.&lt;br /&gt;Conheci um sertanejo,&lt;br /&gt;homem de força e fé, que não fraqueja na tribulação&lt;br /&gt;que traz no peito um desejo forte,&lt;br /&gt;vencendo também a morte pela força da oração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso me lembrou o povo, no deserto do Sinai,&lt;br /&gt;foram quarenta anos debaixo do Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;abastecido de água e de comida&lt;br /&gt;tendo de Deus guarida&lt;br /&gt;vencendo frio e calor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnB_XxoZXI/AAAAAAAAATI/zbDMglhuV7I/s1600-h/Pr.+DomÃ&amp;shy;cio+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249440135135126898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnB_XxoZXI/AAAAAAAAATI/zbDMglhuV7I/s320/Pr.+Dom%C3%ADcio+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-1816118040259840623?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1816118040259840623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=1816118040259840623' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1816118040259840623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1816118040259840623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/pastor-domcio-um-exemplo-de-f.html' title='Pastor Domício, um exemplo de fé.'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNnB_XxoZXI/AAAAAAAAATI/zbDMglhuV7I/s72-c/Pr.+Dom%C3%ADcio+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-7557368317510378924</id><published>2008-09-23T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:08:53.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sítio Serra Branca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Parabéns Maria!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOfzh8-O7KI/AAAAAAAAAWc/07eLOLxB2u0/s1600-h/Parab%C3%A9ns+pra+voc%C3%AA,+Maria[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253435254979357858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOfzh8-O7KI/AAAAAAAAAWc/07eLOLxB2u0/s320/Parab%25C3%25A9ns%2Bpra%2Bvoc%25C3%25AA,%2BMaria%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ela é mais uma entre tantas outras Marias &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sertanejas&lt;/span&gt;. Nunca teve moleza na vida, conhece muito bem o significado da palavra "indiferença", sabe o que é trabalho duro... Enfim, sempre experimentou uma vida nada doce. No entanto, como as demais Marias, ela é única diante do Criador. A mesma porção de amor e graça, que brota do trono de Deus e que é dispensada para qualquer outra mulher do mundo, também é derramada, generosamente, para Maria. A diferença social é obra humana, mas o amor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ágape&lt;/span&gt; vem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;direto&lt;/span&gt; do coração do Pai e alcança qualquer pessoa, não importando a sua cor, raça, idade ou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt; social. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine o que é você morar num lugar em que ninguém sabe o que é trabalhar um mês e receber um salário mínimo, que não tem telefone, posto médico (aliás, muitos lá nem sabem o que é um dentista), cujo único acesso é feito por uma estrada precária... Porém, mesmo morando lá, onde para muitos é "um fim de mundo", Maria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vivenciou&lt;/span&gt; uma linda história de demonstração de amor e cuidado do Pai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela, convertida ao evangelho, nova criatura em Cristo Jesus, em dado momento se afastou da igreja, do convívio entre os santos, estava indiferente e fria a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ação&lt;/span&gt; do Espírito Santo. Talvez por ter tirado os olhos da cruz, por ter se sentido esquecida, ou quem sabe tenha se afastado em &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decorrência&lt;/span&gt; da frieza produzida pelas agruras peculiares a vida de uma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sertaneja&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porém, o Senhor da Igreja nunca se afastou de Maria, nem tão pouco ficou indiferente para ela. Pelo contrário, o último dia 20 de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;setembro&lt;/span&gt;, aquele que, aos olhos de Maria, seria mais um entre outros trinta e cinco 20 de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;setembro&lt;/span&gt; da sua existência, data do seu aniversário, um dia sem muita novidade, sem muito o que se comemorar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela estava enganada! Deus havia reservado para ela uma bela surpresa! Maria nem imaginava, mas Ele havia tocado o coração de pessoas as quais ela nunca tinha visto. Gente que não sabia nem que Maria existia, muito menos que aquele era dia do seu aniversário. Mesmo, assim, inexplicavelemnte, viajaram léguas e mais léguas para trazer-lhe presentes. Móveis novos para sua casa, inclusive aquele guarda-roupas que ela estava sonhando, mas que parecia ser um sonho tão distante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deus preparou tudo! E enquanto aqueles presentes entravam na sua casa ela olhava perplexa. A Palavra pulava das páginas da bíblia e pulsava no plano existencial de Maria... "Quando o Senhor restaurou a sorte de Sião, ficamos como quem sonha". Era &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;exatamente&lt;/span&gt; esta a expressão contida no olhar daquela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sertaneja&lt;/span&gt;. Ela estava como quem sonha. Com se não bastasse, aquele povo que até aquele momento ainda não sabia ser o dia 20 de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;setembro&lt;/span&gt;, dia do aniversário de Maria, pintaram o terraço, e as duas pequenas salas da sua casa com tinta látex, deixando o ambiente de cara nova e ainda reformaram a instalação &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;elétrica&lt;/span&gt;, que até então era apenas uma "gambiarra".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente, a noite, na frente da casa de Maria, aqueles irmãos, vindos de longe, se reuniram para &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cultuarem&lt;/span&gt; à Deus e foi uma grande festa! Com resistir a este amor? Deus moeu toda resistência do coração de Maria, Ele a cercou, envolvendo-a com laços de amor... Maria voltou para os braços do Pai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A igreja cantou com alegria: "Parabéns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;prá&lt;/span&gt; você, nesta data querida, muitas felicidades, muitos anos de vida!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parabéns Maria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-7557368317510378924?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/7557368317510378924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=7557368317510378924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7557368317510378924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/7557368317510378924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/parabns-maria.html' title='Parabéns Maria!'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SOfzh8-O7KI/AAAAAAAAAWc/07eLOLxB2u0/s72-c/Parab%25C3%25A9ns%2Bpra%2Bvoc%25C3%25AA,%2BMaria%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-369962005330021533</id><published>2008-09-23T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:24:11.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>A caminho do Sítio Serra Grande - Floresta - PE</title><content type='html'>Na batida da zabumba, no compasso do violão&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Cristo te convoca: "Vem pregar para o sertão"&lt;br /&gt;Imagine o teu chinelo, nas estradas do nordeste,&lt;br /&gt;tu levando as boas novas, pro sertão e pro agreste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Depois de cada horizonte&lt;/span&gt;, do mocinho ao mais velho,&lt;br /&gt;todos, gente tão carente da mesagem do Evangelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem menino!&lt;br /&gt;Mostre a tua luz, põe no velador e faz resplandecer.&lt;br /&gt;Vem sem demora!&lt;br /&gt;vem pro sertão, trazer a mensagem de salvação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNm_tOwBvKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/J2Yi30wtRFA/s1600-h/A+caminho+de+Serra+Branca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249437624451579042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNm_tOwBvKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/J2Yi30wtRFA/s320/A+caminho+de+Serra+Branca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-369962005330021533?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/369962005330021533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=369962005330021533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/369962005330021533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/369962005330021533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/caminho-de-serra-grande-floresta-pe.html' title='A caminho do Sítio Serra Grande - Floresta - PE'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNm_tOwBvKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/J2Yi30wtRFA/s72-c/A+caminho+de+Serra+Branca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-4852890148412837258</id><published>2008-09-18T20:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:17:13.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alvinho'/><title type='text'>É noite no sertão...   (foto: Alvinho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMcR5ZEwCI/AAAAAAAAARs/zRy8OSChm_w/s1600-h/Culto+ao+ar+livre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247569084606103586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMcR5ZEwCI/AAAAAAAAARs/zRy8OSChm_w/s320/Culto+ao+ar+livre.jpg" border="0" /&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É noite no sertão e os crentes se juntam em frente de casa para adorarem ao Senhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bom seria se todo sertanejo tivesse um lugarzinho assim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porém, a realidade é bem diferente, os sítios, os povoados, os lugarejos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ainda são tão desassistidos por aqueles que "detêm" a fé, que muita gente nem sabe o que é isso. Enquanto o evangelho não chega uns têm Jesus apenas como um padroeiro; outros crêem ser Ele um bebezinho indefeso nos braços da superprotetora Maria; enquanto uns o adoram como "o senhor morto"; acredite que há aqueles que nunca ouviram falar em Seu Nome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantos cultos assim poderiam acontecer se nós fizéssemos um pouco mais. Se a gente não fosse tão acomodado e egoísta. Ah! Com certeza, muito mais pessoas o poderiam adorar e se alegrar quando chegada da noite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-4852890148412837258?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4852890148412837258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=4852890148412837258' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4852890148412837258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4852890148412837258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/culto-ao-ar-livre-em-caiarinha.html' title='É noite no sertão...   (foto: Alvinho)'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMcR5ZEwCI/AAAAAAAAARs/zRy8OSChm_w/s72-c/Culto+ao+ar+livre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-1210510678873494750</id><published>2008-09-18T20:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:24:22.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministerio Fonte no Deserto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Ministério Fonte no Deserto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMbiarq_aI/AAAAAAAAARk/2wIt1Mcs4Po/s1600-h/MinistÃ©rio+Fonte+no+Deserto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247568268908756386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMbiarq_aI/AAAAAAAAARk/2wIt1Mcs4Po/s320/Minist%C3%A9rio+Fonte+no+Deserto.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;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 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conheça este projeto, visite-o e ore por ele&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-1210510678873494750?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1210510678873494750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=1210510678873494750' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1210510678873494750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1210510678873494750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/ministrio-fonte-no-deserto.html' title='Ministério Fonte no Deserto'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMbiarq_aI/AAAAAAAAARk/2wIt1Mcs4Po/s72-c/Minist%C3%A9rio+Fonte+no+Deserto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-1074362405016523063</id><published>2008-09-18T20:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:39:42.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministerio Fonte no Deserto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pr. Neto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Pr. Neto e Esposa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMa-BqTSbI/AAAAAAAAARc/SHaLXmFnYZA/s1600-h/Pr.+Neto+e+Esposa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247567643716831666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMa-BqTSbI/AAAAAAAAARc/SHaLXmFnYZA/s320/Pr.+Neto+e+Esposa.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;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;Um cajado, um homem de Deus tem tocado as pedras do sertão do Pajeú, em Pernambuco. A água tem brotado em vários lugares, vidas têm sido dessedentadas, verdadeiros manancias correm pelo esturricado solo desta região. Deus tem demonstrado seu poder e graça.&lt;br /&gt;E pensar que tudo surgiu de um fiozinho d'água que brotou num lugar que até o nome causa dúvida - Sítio Inveja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-1074362405016523063?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/1074362405016523063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=1074362405016523063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1074362405016523063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/1074362405016523063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/pr-neto-e-esposa.html' title='Pr. Neto e Esposa'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMa-BqTSbI/AAAAAAAAARc/SHaLXmFnYZA/s72-c/Pr.+Neto+e+Esposa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-8115351565001610999</id><published>2008-09-18T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:29:56.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jorge Macalé'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Missionários Aldenice e Jorge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMZpS4B6aI/AAAAAAAAARM/Qa-_Cl9MHzw/s1600-h/Aldenice+e+Jorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247566188048935330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMZpS4B6aI/AAAAAAAAARM/Qa-_Cl9MHzw/s320/Aldenice+e+Jorge.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão envolvidos com missões no sertão.&lt;br /&gt;Se a sua foto estivesse aqui, qual a referência que você acha que seria colocada a seu respeito?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-8115351565001610999?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/8115351565001610999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=8115351565001610999' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8115351565001610999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/8115351565001610999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/missionrios-aldenice-e-jorge.html' title='Missionários Aldenice e Jorge'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SNMZpS4B6aI/AAAAAAAAARM/Qa-_Cl9MHzw/s72-c/Aldenice+e+Jorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-2538755728749410517</id><published>2008-09-13T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:10:41.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldízio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Olharam para Ele e foram iluminados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtmApVx8aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KIkGcc6McNo/s1600-h/AldÃ&amp;shy;zio+e+filhos,+um+dos+primeiros+frutos+de+CaiÃ§arinha+da+Penha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245398352286314914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtmApVx8aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KIkGcc6McNo/s320/Ald%C3%ADzio+e+filhos,+um+dos+primeiros+frutos+de+Cai%C3%A7arinha+da+Penha.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caiçarinha da Penha é um pequeno povoado do sertão pernambucano e até janeiro deste ano fazia parte de uma triste estatística para a igreja evangélica no Brasil - não tinha nenhum convertido ao evangelho de Nosso Senhor - Existem centenas de lugares espalhados pelo sertão nordestino nesta mesma situação . Na foto, vemos Aldízio e seus lindos filhos, que desde janeiro  têm caminhando com o Senhor Jesus e que, apesar das adversidades comuns a esta região agrestina, hoje têm motivos de sobra para sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Porém quantos sertanejos ainda estão aguardando por alguém que lhes anuncie a Palavra de Salvação, que traz a mesma alegria que Aldízio tem experimentado?&lt;br /&gt;"...como crerão se não há quem pregue?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-2538755728749410517?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/2538755728749410517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=2538755728749410517' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2538755728749410517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/2538755728749410517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/aldzio-e-filhos-um-dos-primeiros-frutos.html' title='Olharam para Ele e foram iluminados'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtmApVx8aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KIkGcc6McNo/s72-c/Ald%C3%ADzio+e+filhos,+um+dos+primeiros+frutos+de+Cai%C3%A7arinha+da+Penha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-5494222553135302211</id><published>2008-09-12T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:25:37.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caiçarinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cléa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laércio Lins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dna Lurdinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Cantai ao Senhor um cântico novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtkNPZb8NI/AAAAAAAAAQM/sfOtyNbGaCg/s1600-h/Dna+Lurdinha,+suas+filhas,+LaÃ©rcio+e+Israel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245396369637372114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtkNPZb8NI/AAAAAAAAAQM/sfOtyNbGaCg/s320/Dna+Lurdinha,+suas+filhas,+La%C3%A9rcio+e+Israel.jpg" border="0" /&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dona Lurdinha (na foto com suas filhas), é mais uma pessoa de Caiçarinha da Penha que foi alcançada pelo Evangelho de Cristo. Ela de forma sobrenatural começou a compor belas canções de louvor. Deus é soberano! Laércio Lins e Israel estiveram na sua residência conferindo tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...e me pôs nos lábios uma nova canção, um hino de louvor ao nosso Deus. Muitos verão estas coisas com temor e confiarão no Senhor"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-5494222553135302211?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/5494222553135302211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=5494222553135302211' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5494222553135302211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/5494222553135302211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/dna-lurdinha-suas-filhas-larcio-e.html' title='Cantai ao Senhor um cântico novo!'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMtkNPZb8NI/AAAAAAAAAQM/sfOtyNbGaCg/s72-c/Dna+Lurdinha,+suas+filhas,+La%C3%A9rcio+e+Israel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-9153058524711250925</id><published>2008-09-11T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:57:22.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jorge Macalé'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Atos &amp; Fotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMkVPm2-OoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LsfSIRfCqvA/s1600-h/Por+do+Sol+5+casinha+2b-www.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244746598922992258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMkVPm2-OoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LsfSIRfCqvA/s320/Por+do+Sol+5+casinha+2b-www.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montagem da foto (Elio Rocha) com o quadro sertanejo de Jorge Macalé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-9153058524711250925?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/9153058524711250925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=9153058524711250925' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/9153058524711250925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/9153058524711250925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/atos-fotos.html' title='Atos &amp; Fotos'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMkVPm2-OoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LsfSIRfCqvA/s72-c/Por+do+Sol+5+casinha+2b-www.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-4976900908494423913</id><published>2008-09-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:02:22.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX3_ttr9OI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ruhwZhVt98Q/s1600-h/ManutenÃ§Ã£o+do+veÃ&amp;shy;culo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243870015117849826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX3_ttr9OI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ruhwZhVt98Q/s320/Manuten%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+ve%C3%ADculo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas o filho do homem não tem onde reclinar sua cabeça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certa vez uns cabras chegaram para Nosso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sinhô&lt;/span&gt; com umas "conversa" mole, dizendo: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Pra onde o Senhor for nós iremos..."&lt;/span&gt; Jesus, que nunca perdeu uma viagem, respondeu prontamente: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Os '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;passarim'&lt;/span&gt; têm seus ninhos... mas o Filho do Homem 'num' tem onde reclinar a cabeça". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes quando se fala em missões e evangelismo a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;idéia&lt;/span&gt; que se tem, é que tudo é muito romântico e que, todo o tempo, o que se vive são momentos fantásticos. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ledo&lt;/span&gt; engano. As vezes, é preciso, por exemplo, deitar debaixo de um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kombi&lt;/span&gt; velha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Negue-se a si mesmo, tome sua cruz e siga-me"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-4976900908494423913?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/4976900908494423913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=4976900908494423913' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4976900908494423913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/4976900908494423913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/israel.html' title=''/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX3_ttr9OI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ruhwZhVt98Q/s72-c/Manuten%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+ve%C3%ADculo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3870060009680882550.post-3143491290263266678</id><published>2008-09-08T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:55:16.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal da Terra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renatinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elio Rocha'/><title type='text'>Como pode?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX1Fuk4Q3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pWEgQQrYA9g/s1600-h/Ao+pÃ©+da+Cruz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243866819893674866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX1Fuk4Q3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pWEgQQrYA9g/s320/Ao+p%C3%A9+da+Cruz.jpg" border="0" /&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&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&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;Um é branco, outro moreno; um é gordo, outro é magro... Daria para escrever um jornal se fosse para enumerar as diferenças destes dois sujeitos da foto (Renatinho de Jesus e Marcos Sal da Terra). Porém, apesar de serem bem diferentes, um único fato os une e torna-os um só. Eles foram comprados pelo mesmo preço e lavados pelo mesmo sangue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...revesti-vos do amor, que é o vínculo da perfeição... admoestai-vos uns aos outros, com salmos, hinos e cânticos espirituais, louvando a Deus com gratidão em vossos corações"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3870060009680882550-3143491290263266678?l=atosefotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/feeds/3143491290263266678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3870060009680882550&amp;postID=3143491290263266678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3143491290263266678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3870060009680882550/posts/default/3143491290263266678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atosefotos.blogspot.com/2008/09/marcos-e-renatinho.html' title='Como pode?'/><author><name>Elio Rocha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07011992287467489784</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/-ARdAYtPIcow/ThEdJoAMm_I/AAAAAAAABEM/wr5IaTpNC5w/s220/Miss.%2BElio%2BRocha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhGiLfuH2dM/SMX1Fuk4Q3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pWEgQQrYA9g/s72-c/Ao+p%C3%A9+da+Cruz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
