{"id":3368,"date":"2018-04-22T14:46:06","date_gmt":"2018-04-22T20:46:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=3368"},"modified":"2018-05-02T06:06:36","modified_gmt":"2018-05-02T12:06:36","slug":"on-desert-sand","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2018\/04\/22\/on-desert-sand\/","title":{"rendered":"On Desert Sand"},"content":{"rendered":"<ol class=\"poem\">\n<li>Full of dove sent from above and led by spirit holy<\/li>\n<li>There to stand on desert sand, a place so meek and lowly.<\/li>\n<li>Double score the hunger sore to clear the soul and body<\/li>\n<li>Heart on high and single eye rest in the presence godly.<\/li>\n<li>Break of dawn, the night is gone, return to peace deserted<\/li>\n<li>Through my prayer my divine heir into my heart inserted.<\/li>\n<li>Moonlight time, the summit climb, the thousands fed with fishes<\/li>\n<li>Clear my mind and leave behind all of my selfish wishes<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<h2>Shownotes<\/h2>\n<ul>\n<li>Reference scriptures\n<ul>\n<li>Matt 4:1-2, Matt 14:23, Mark 1:35, Luke 4:42, Luke 5:16, Luke 6:12<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/li>\n<li><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1UGkO5IM_-jIYfQsrLO0P5rnc_tvcAXo33_vxylkP7IM\/edit?usp=sharing\">Talk on setting goals<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<h2>Podcast<\/h2>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/w.soundcloud.com\/player\/?url=https%3A\/\/api.soundcloud.com\/tracks\/438245322&amp;color=%23ff5500&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;show_teaser=true&amp;visual=true\" width=\"100%\" height=\"300\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Full of dove sent from above and led by spirit holy There to stand on desert sand, a place so meek and lowly. Double score the hunger sore to clear the soul and body Heart on high and single eye rest in the presence godly. 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