{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Domprostens tankar","provider_url":"https:\/\/blogg.svenskakyrkan.se\/domprostenstankar","author_name":"Tor Frylmark","author_url":"https:\/\/blogg.svenskakyrkan.se\/domprostenstankar\/author\/domprostenstankar\/","title":"En dag jag aldrig gl\u00f6mmer - Domprostens tankar","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"KcPhyz6ScG\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogg.svenskakyrkan.se\/domprostenstankar\/2011\/11\/29\/en-dag-jag-aldrig-glommer\/\">En dag jag aldrig gl\u00f6mmer<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/blogg.svenskakyrkan.se\/domprostenstankar\/2011\/11\/29\/en-dag-jag-aldrig-glommer\/embed\/#?secret=KcPhyz6ScG\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"\u201dEn dag jag aldrig gl\u00f6mmer\u201d &ndash; Domprostens tankar\" data-secret=\"KcPhyz6ScG\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/blogg.svenskakyrkan.se\/domprostenstankar\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"Det finns dagar och stunder i livet man aldrig gl\u00f6mmer. F\u00f6r mig g\u00e4ller det bl. a. br\u00f6llopsdagen, pr\u00e4stvigningsdagen och n\u00e4r barnen f\u00f6ddes. Jag skulle kunna forts\u00e4tta att r\u00e4kna upp of\u00f6rgl\u00f6mliga stunder. Vi har alla v\u00e5ra egna, dyrbara minnen. Nu har ytterligare en dag kommit till raden av de of\u00f6rgl\u00f6mliga. Efter drygt ett \u00e5rs restaurering och [&hellip;]"}