I'm a Fraud

I've been going back and forth this weekend on how exactly I wanted to say this, but I'm a fraud. It's not that I think I don't do things well, it's that I'm a perfectionist and every once in a while I let those voices creep in (Don't sit there with a questioning look on your face-you know what voices I'm talking about). One of my responsibilities is as a musician at various local churches and this weekend, I was able to play my guitar with a new group of very talented people (I've sung with them before, just not played with all of them.) As I was practicing yesterday, I had this feeling of overwhelming fear that these people would soon find out what a fraud I am and tell me I couldn't play worth beans. Now, I know I can play very well, but definitely not as good as I want to right now, but it's not very feasible for me to take lessons at the moment. I know I can teach myself most of what I'm lacking, but it's just the issue of taking the time to sit down and work on it-and---this is the key---being okay with getting a little frustrated because it's not instantaneous. How long do I think it took me to learn the guitar in the first place? Sure, there was that incredible moment of clarity when it all just suddenly clicked and I could play chord progressions, without looking, while singing-but that was after years of practicing those chords! Why do I think it will just click after one short session? Who knows, but I need to get over myself, stop listening to those voices in my head, and start listening to my heavenly father who thinks I'm worth dying for. Because I am a fraud, but He doesn't care!