time warps

It never ceases to amaze me how when life jerks a rug out from under you, it seems as if you're living in two time/reality zones. On the one hand, you're going about life as if nothing happened. Washing dishes, folding clothes, sweeping floors, ironing shirts, gathering eggs, watering plants, making a grocery list...those mundane, ordinary, drive-you-out-of-your-mind-with-boredom tasks. Nothing has changed. These things must be done.
On the other hand, your heart and your mind stops. There are no answers, just questions. Future plans can't really be made, because you don't have the answers for what the future holds. You feel as if time has stopped, except everything all around you continues on at routine speed.
I'm a Martha (yeah, the one who wanted her sister to help out with housework instead of loafing with the boys) type personality. I seek to serve, to do, to have a plan of action, and I'd like those around me to pitch in and do their part.
As I was pondering through some of these things last night, I was reminded of a quote several friends have written recently. All them worded it differently, but the basic gist is this: While the circumstances of life surprise me, they're no surprise to God.
I find comfort in that.
The Creator of the stars I love to see at night, of the rain that breathes new life into plants, and who set the earth's spin in orbit...He knows. More importantly, he CARES. How awesome is that?