Stepping out

Yesterday was my first piano lesson with my worship pastor. He's just about the sweetest man there is. He knows me pretty well. I've been doing worship with him for about 10 years. I never really took lessons, but what little I do know is self-taught. I've been writing music for years and I actually sent him a recording.
So the lesson was yesterday and I wanted to curl up in fetal position and cry the whole time. I have no grace for myself, and as gracious as he is, I can't give it to myself. There's nothing like bearing your would and feeling you were just told, "oh, it's not pretty enough.". I feel like I can't listen to music because I know I can't do what I hear. I feel like I can't play because my heart is not translated through my fingers.

Praying for God to bless you with good gifts!!!
If any one can get your fingers to listen to what your heart hears...
It is our Loving God!
Love in Christ, Shekaniah

The Lord's peace be with you . Father in Heaven, I pray that Jordache recognized that she is so blessed with your precious gift of music. And her heart will translate beautifully to her fingers. And all who listen will be a witness to our Lord's wonderful work.Amen

You will Jordache, you will. Hugs.
The joy of Jesus is close, and you will delight in His love and gifts for you.
Praying for you in Jesus.

God bless
pickles

Be patient, your fingers will catch up to you. When I draw, sometimes it takes me a while to get the picture right. Do not have turmoil over this and you will relax. There is power in joy, stay in your joy to creat and be Gods child..Live and be free..