Prayer and walking the dog

The link takes you to my wife's blog with a picture of our dog, Honey. I usually take Honey out for her evening walks. It's important for our bonding since she is terrified of me, but likes her walkies (i think that's a Wallace and Gromit term). She probably still hates me since i won't put her coat on her. It's not like she wasn't born without one...But what can i do with those 15 minutes of free time? I pray. Is it equivalent to going up on a mountainside early in the morning? No. But there aren't mountains around here. The dog/prayer walk is better than the walk to the convenience store for a gallon of milk because i'm rarely interrupted by humans, just dogs, mine and others.' I still manage to drift off. When it comes to prayer I'm like one of my T-ball players. The game may be on, but I've never been more fascinated with dandelions in my entire life as i am right now. The ball may be rolling by me, but i'll miss it for the amazing clouds floating by. But, unlike my players, i do have some major technology like the pros to bring me back to task. I'm indwelt by the Holy Spirit. And that does change everything. More on him later.