Bitter, bitter, bitter cold, sometimes I feel like I won't survive it. How long does it take for blood to turn to ice? Everyone else's must have thickened to a point where it won't freeze and yet keeps flowing, while mine feels like it's slush, clogging up my veins, not moving around properly. Sometimes my heart seems cold as well. Help it to stay warm and tender, Lord. Thank you for my children, who remind me of my neediness and who help me to sympathize. May I help them do the same.