Just watching this short clip puts one thing into my mind. By no means am I perfect or even remotely close to being perfect, but as long as I have one ounce of breath in my body, I'm still a part of the greatest army in the world. Sometimes I forget that I'm at war, and I will be until the day Jesus calls me home. If God can use these people, especially Lazarus (since he was dead and all) So now, What excuse do we have?
