Frozen pipes

I woke up this morning nice and toasty under a warm blanket. Alas, my washer could not say the same. From previous frigid winters, we have learned to keep the space heater on in the mudroom so the washer and the pipes in 'the Queen's Loo' (as my little bathroom is affectionately called) don't freeze. Last night's temperature went down to approximately 8 degrees and I had the heater on. Unfortunately, I had it on low instead of high and the cold water pipe froze. I discovered this as I tried to do a load of laundry. The hot water ran, but when I selected 'cold wash' the washer made a groaning whisper, much like the plants make when I walk by after forgetting to water them for about 2 weeks. It's not pretty. This caused my husband, sick with a cold, to have to rig up a heating solution for the mudroom pipes. The mudroom has a crawl space that only a small cat could fit into, so access from the basement is the only option. He proceeded to hang a fan from the rafters with the space heater on the floor below. As heat rises, this should be enough heat to thaw said pipe from whatever ice was blocking it. I am glad to say it DID work and we had no further problem with the pipes or the washer. I started thinking about clogged pipes, specifically the pipeline between God and I. What do I allow to clog up that pipe? Lately I've noticed it seems to be the TV. I gave up watching Law and Order as a New Year's resolution this year because I've seen too many images that just do not honor my Lord, and the enemy of my soul continually brings them to mind while I try to get things done. I have replaced those pictures as they come up with Phillipians 4:8 "Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right; whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things." Now I noticed, there are my favorite movies on, one after another and I'm still not getting off the recliner. These are movies I actually own on DVD--I can watch them whenever I choose--yet I STILL sit there and watch them instead of spending time in God's Word. I've heard it said that the least important thing you did today was still more important to you than spending time with God. Ouch. It appears quite clear to me that my 'pipe' also needs a fire set under it to get it flowing back where it needs to be. Oh LORD, forgive my distractedness; thank You for keeping my mind set on You. And thank You for thawing my pipes; in the washer and in my heart.