<?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-4031145</id><updated>2011-10-26T12:17:33.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>theoman1</title><subtitle type='html'>Trying to find out what it means to truly love people.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687113867544301905</uri><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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031145.post-116576695999414610</id><published>2006-12-10T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:17:33.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Better than I deserve...
Awhile ago, last summer, I was talking with a friend of mine I hadn't seen in a while, Casey. When I asked him how he was he said "Better than I deserve." It took me aback a moment. I asked "What? What do you mean by that?" He explained the concept of how where the Apostle Paul talks in Ephesians 2 about how we are all were objects of wrath and that we have been shown </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/feeds/116576695999414610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031145&amp;postID=116576695999414610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/116576695999414610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/116576695999414610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/2006/12/better-than-i-deserve.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687113867544301905</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031145.post-113621728846928997</id><published>2006-01-02T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:16:45.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Wow 2006 is already here. I find it amazing how much and how seemingly quickly time has gone by in my life. Do you ever get the feeling that you have been at this point in your life before? I do. I mean not literally, but that many of the problems and issues that I am dealing with are the same as before.  There is a saying about a definition of insanity - doing the same thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/feeds/113621728846928997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031145&amp;postID=113621728846928997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/113621728846928997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/113621728846928997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-wow-2006-is-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687113867544301905</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031145.post-112663538287456445</id><published>2005-09-13T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:17:31.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So last night I was driving home from a friends house. There was this homeless guy sitting in the median of the road at a stop light. I was making a left turn so I was right next to him. I had my windows up and my radio on. As I looked at him, he said something to me but I couldn' t hear what he said. I turned off my radio and rolled down my window and asked him what he said. He asked me if I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/feeds/112663538287456445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4031145&amp;postID=112663538287456445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/112663538287456445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4031145/posts/default/112663538287456445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theoman1.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-last-night-i-was-driving-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687113867544301905</uri><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>
