Musings of a super-nothing

I could say or think that I aspire to be a "super-Christian" or a "super-servant"... but even in those desires exists the seed in my flesh to bear fruit of self-righteous accomplishment. As I reflect on the picture of a radical life lived for Christ--one that the world pities as a "throw-away life" (see 1 Corinthians 15:19) and one that is lived so fulfilled in Christ that the world's charm has been rendered almost ineffective--there still exists a thought of pride in attaining such a life. Beginning the statement with "I want to become..." is almost dangerously detouring when the end goal should be to glorify God by being fulfilled in Him. Maybe it's better to start with "I am nothing..." and so savor the joy of knowing Christ, because HE is my everything. It's the only place of true identity, and by His grace alone will my life reflect His holiness in external ways.