Humbling of the Shrew

I've been reading sermons for my early morning lone breakfasts, and today's sermon struck a disonant chord inside my inner self. Just as vanity is an almost universal trait borne by women, pride is borne by men.
<blockquote>I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your spiritually intelligent worship. And be not fashioned according to this world: but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
For I say, through the grace that was given me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but so to think as to think soberly, according as God has dealt to each man a measure of faith."
Romans 12:1-3</blockquote>
The sermon was about the Cross and church life. How often Christians have reduced the Church to a mere meeting of people, or an organisation that sometimes does charitable acts. There can be no church life unless there is the total sacrifice of self, and that is where I find myself so lacking.
I do not write these words as one who is holier-than-thou, but as one who is reminded how less holy than anyone I am. As good as my intentions for serving in Church may seem, the struggle with pride goes on. There needs to be a total surrender, rather than an attempt to live up to Christian ideals.
I fear not my lack of strength to surrender, but that I place my trust in the strength of my own fallible arm.
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