ho hum

I just love wet packing snow, its perfect for snow balls and snow forts. I started building a fort with Chelsea, but she got cold and I had to go in and help clean. I threw several snowballs at Elijah (I hit him) and I started to throw one at Jeff, but thought better. He was in the house and snowballs and houses don't mix.

I have started this sentence three times now, and I just don't know what to write. Sometimes I wonder why I started a blog, but I only wonder that when I can't think. When I can think of stuff I am glad I have a blog, or else my head would bust. I just have to write some days. The song "My eyes are dry" ( I wrote about that before) has been going through my head a lot today. My eyes are dry, my faith is old, my heart is hard and my prayers cold. I don't know if the words are just catchy or if thats true. I haven't cried over sin any time recently; is my heart hard and is my faith growing old? I am saddened to realize that I am really not that concerned about lost souls and sin as I use to be, and sometime I find church and everything tiring. But what can be done for an old heart like mine? Soften it up with oil and wine, the oil is you, your spirit of love please wash me anew with the wine of your blood.

I think I have been looking at the world to much, and wishing I could by like them and still be a Christian. I can't serve two masters, and I don't want to. I am so used to the music, movies and swearing that it doesn't bother me any more, and I have begun to think that if its ok for them, its ok for me; and who can stay whole hearted for Christ when they let in things of the world? I need to remember that if He isn't pleased with it, I shouldn't do it.

Dad wants me to go to bed, so I guess I will do that.

Johnny's mother had four children. The first was April, the second was May, and the third was June. What was the name of her fourth child?