God's schedule

Does God have a schedule.  Does she get up at a certain time to eat, clean house, administer to prayers?  What does God think about schedules?  Are we so caught up in schedules that we forget to schedule life and end with death.  Life must be grasped onto and lived with gusto.  Italian, Greek, Norwegian gusto.  American...wimpy gusto. Out melting pot must have boiled our life out of us.
 9 to 5.   8 to 6.  It is time to live, love and emulate our ancestors.  No diamonds, no 20,000 square foot homes.  We need love, angels in the snow, angels in the clouds.  Why so many angels if no one notices.  Earth angels.  People who come to us in times of need.  They are everywhere.  Yet the celebrities get the press.  Not gusto.  A man with a pen who writes words that fly through my mind and land there, helping me.  A man who sends love with his words and the gift to help me, a man who is more an older brother than mine.  A man who has never met me in person but who knows  me, helps me as I grieve.  That is an angel, that is life.  There is no scheduling.  Just living and loving and being real.  God loves this man.  God schedules time for laughing with this man or this woman.  God is here.  On schedule.