Housesitting and the Joys therein

I've decided to abandon the ABC title thing. It was becoming too confining. I reached the letter "p" but "q"... ah well.

This past week, I've been house/dog-sitting for a family in my church.
It has been great fun. There are many adventures to be relayed. I'll take time to post them later. But a taste:

The dogs are both shih tzus. One is Max, the other is Molly. They have some personality, that is for sure. The one in the picture is Molly.
Molly is a dog's dog. She rolls in the grass, attempts to eat things that are lying on the sidewalk, and loves attention. She's a bit on the dumb side, but she's CUTE!
Max is an old man at heart. He takes FOREVER sniffing telephone poles, plants, anything. If I let him, he'd stop every few inches to sniff.
The dogs go for at least four walks a day. (That sounds impressive, no?)
But really, the walks are only usually about half a mile to a mile in length. It's just so they have an opportunity to go. Because it's a townhouse that we're in and the yard is pretty much non-existent.
I like this neighborhood. All of the houses look about the same. I don't really like that part, but I love how the landscaping is so pleasing to the eye, and how the trees hang down over the sidewalk. It's also very well lit, so at night you feel like it's mid-day.

House-sitting has been great too! The family, or at least the dad, loves gaming. He has the set-up. Crazily enough, I haven't even used the 360 or ps3. I'm afraid that if I start, I won't be able to stop. I have been checking out thier vast collection of movies, I can use the excuse that it's only an hour and then it's done...
In case you didn't know, I'm compulsive. I think I inherited it from Mom. So if I were to get stuck on a level in a game, it could be HOURS, DAYS... who knows.

It's good to AVIOD temptation, right? What's that verse? About fleeing youthful desires? I don't think Paul was referencing gaming, but for me, it would be a time-sucker.

...Because I want to be productive while I'm here. In about a week, I'll be counseling at camp. I want to make sure I'm prepared spiritually, mentally, and physically. And any other "-ly" that I can't think of at the moment.

Camp is so fun. I pray that it will be so. I love my girls. I'm praying for them this week.

Prayer is powerful. That sounds cliché, I know. But prayer is you communicating and communing with the maker of the universe. I don't think I know that you can't get any more powerful than that.
Wow, have you ever thought about something and it gives you a chill? That just happened when I took time to actually think that I talk to THE MAKER OF THE UNIVERSE. I have a relationship with Him.
Wow.
I should so be unashamed of that.
It makes everything seem dull by comparison.
Serving Him to my utmost is going to be my goal this summer. It's easy to get bogged down in details, as I am apt to do, but I'm going to try out some perspective.