<?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-20147542</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:14:52.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiratons and Triumphs</title><subtitle type='html'>Stories Of Good Will, Faith, Hope and Survival</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20147542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20147542.post-114141159347813073</id><published>2006-03-03T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:46:33.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autistic Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All over the news lately has been the story of an autistic basketball player that has scored 20 points in 5 minutes to come back and win the game for his high school. The coach just thought to put him in and maybe he would get a chance to shoot a basket. He has since now received 25 movie offers and the most popular student in his high school. This is definitely a story of inspiration that shows us no matter what disability we may have that life gives us it can always be our strong point and become our ability and give a little more to the important love of life no matter who you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20147542-114141159347813073?l=inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114141159347813073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20147542&amp;postID=114141159347813073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20147542/posts/default/114141159347813073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20147542/posts/default/114141159347813073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/2006/03/autistic-story.html' title='Autistic Story'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20147542.post-113550288014727601</id><published>2005-12-25T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:54:34.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wanted too start this blog off on Christmas for a good deed I was compelled too do tonight. I usually head down to the bar late at night and to shoot some pool. You hear a lot of stories at the bar, and one night I heard this couple talking about a family that lived next to them to another couple and was telling them how poor the family was and usually they don't have a Christmas. This family  lived right around the corner from me and I happen to know who they were talking about just by them describing the residence, as I have noticed them kids playing in the yard before. Well tonight as I headed down to the bar, I grabbed some presents for the 2 boys and 1 girl that I had already wrapped for them and dropped them off at their doorstep before I walked too the bar. I usually walk there because it is right around the corner. I left no names on the presents as I did not know their names but I did put boy and girl on them, and merry Christmas. I did not leave a from name on them because, I feel that was not important. I wanted them to feel that we have caring neighbors and everyone should have a good Christmas spirit and celebrate the Love of life and the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20147542-113550288014727601?l=inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113550288014727601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20147542&amp;postID=113550288014727601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20147542/posts/default/113550288014727601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20147542/posts/default/113550288014727601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspirationsoflife.blogspot.com/2005/12/presents-for-christmas.html' title='Presents for Christmas'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
