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¡El Señor es bueno, bendigamos su Santo Nombre!
Martes, de la 30° semana del
Tiempo Ordinario.
Hoy te deseo un día lleno de gracias y bendiciones del Señor, al lado de los que te rodean. Que Dios te bendiga y te acompañe siempre.
The Lord is good, let us bless his Holy Name!
Tuesday of the 30th week of
Ordinary Time.
Today I wish you a day full of graces and blessings from the Lord, next to those around you. May God bless you and be with you always.
Martes, de la 30° semana del
Tiempo Ordinario.
Hoy te deseo un día lleno de gracias y bendiciones del Señor, al lado de los que te rodean. Que Dios te bendiga y te acompañe siempre.
The Lord is good, let us bless his Holy Name!
Tuesday of the 30th week of
Ordinary Time.
Today I wish you a day full of graces and blessings from the Lord, next to those around you. May God bless you and be with you always.
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“𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼, 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻.”
- 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓶 𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱
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🏛 Traditional architecture and family pics -> @TradPics
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"𝓒𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓺𝓾’𝓲𝓵 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓮𝓽 à 𝓵’𝓸𝓶𝓫𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓵 𝓷𝓮 𝓼’𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓼, 𝓲𝓵 𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝓾𝔁-𝓶ê𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓮𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼, 𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓮𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓮𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼, 𝓼𝓾𝓻 𝓺𝓾𝓲 𝓼’é𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓾𝔁."
"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓽, 𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷’𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷, 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓼𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓼."
- 𝓗𝔂𝓪𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝔂𝓼𝓸𝓷, 1866
"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓽, 𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷’𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷, 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓼𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓼."
- 𝓗𝔂𝓪𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝔂𝓼𝓸𝓷, 1866