I have to ask the question. Is it right to doubt?

Is Peter right? Did he know what he is about?

The disciples gathered in that upper room.

With feelings of joy, perhaps also, of doom.

Their weakness and failure, fresh in their mind.

Yet they were commissioned to tell all mankind.

Jesus had defeated death, that they now knew.

Gone know, wait he said, but they were so few?

Wait for what I promise, just wait and you will be,

Empowered from heaven, just wait and you will see.

Let us have a prayer meeting, such a good idea.

Just ask God for help, and show him how we care.

Then Peter stood and quoted from the scripture.

It seemed so obvious, and painted a clear picture.

We need somebody to replace Judas, that failed man.

It is twelve we need to be, that is God’s proper plan.

So let us vote , then draw straws, to show us God’s will.

Hooray, God has chosen Mathias, a good man to fill the bill.

Yet I have to ask this question, knowing the Pentecost event.

Knowing Paul was later especially called, and then amazingly sent.

Was Peter right in what he said? Was it God’s perfect way ahead?

Were his good intentions, operating in God’s permissive will instead?

God has called me too, yet to sit still is something I do hate.

So difficult like those early disciples, to just sit here and to wait.

Yet God sees our heart when we gather together to pray.

We search the scriptures to see everything, that they do say.

To come up with a well thought up solution of our own.

So exciting, sure God is with us, like a dog with a bone.

We rush off in a tangent, I am sure God looks down and smiles.

As we go on our own way, He knows of His plan all the whiles.

And then we see his perfect plan come into play.

Just be still and know that I am God, he would say.

It is then we see all effort of ours is often just in vain.

We must do our very best now, should our fervour wane.

Must prove to ourselves and to God, that we are on his side,

Those half-hearted Christians we absolutely, cannot abide.

Lord as I wait to see your work, you know it is you I want to please.

You have promised us “you will do even greater work than these”.

Help me then when to wait and see your plan unfold.

When in obedience to step out in faith, and to be oh so bold.

Forgive me when I have raced ahead of this your perfect will.

I wait your works, I pray, help me, just relax and to be still.

Asaw Miller