…I know, I was just as surprised as you are. Its hard enough to not soil them yourself, as a friend of mine who shall remain nameless found out a little while back, but it is much harder when the God of the universe soils your underpants. Maybe I should explain. As I read this morning in my Bible, I turned to Jeremiah 13, where God tells Jeremiah to go buy himself a nice pair of linen underwear, and to put them on right away. 
Something like that pair right there. Some nice ones. I had a couple friends in high school who wore silk boxers on the days we had basketball games. It was all they could talk about, how comfortable they were, and the way they felt against their butt cheeks. I seem to think that Jeremiah felt the same way when he bought these bad boys. Anyway, God tells him to put them on and wear them, but shortly after that God tells Jeremiah to take his new pair of underpants( I know its immature, but I giggle every time I say underpants), to take them to the Euphrates river and hide them in a crevice, so Jeremiah did just that.
So a while down the road, God tells Jeremiah to go find his underpants(hehe) that he had hid, and dig them up. So Jeremiah dug up his underpants(hehe), but when he found them, they were completely ruined. “Of no use whatsoever,” as the Bible says. That had to be pretty discouraging to have a new pair of underpants(hehe) ruined, but then God goes on to say that just like I destroyed your underpants(hehe), I will destroy the pride of Judah and Jerusalem.
It is definitely one of the most interesting analogies I have ever heard, and to be honest, as you can tell, I had quite the giggle from it, but then I started thinking about it. I started wondering where God needed to soil my underpants (BAHAHA, sorry it was really funny that time). But seriously, I thought about my pride and how often it gets in the way of giving God everything I have and everything I am.
I have a marathon coming up this saturday, its my first one ever, and to be honest Im pretty nervous. But I just keep telling my self that if I keep my mind strong, I should be okay. But the whole time we have been talking about our marathon, my friend Pete, who is running it with me, as well as my dad, kept saying, “If we dedicate it to the Lord, we will be fine.” As much as I just wanted my mind to be strong, I knew Pete was right. The only way I will be able to get through this is with the Lord’s help. At first it seemed kind of silly to dedicate a marathon to the Lord. I wasn’t sure how concerned He was with me pursuing this dream, but we are supposed to give our everything to Him, so I am sure its the right thing to do.
I have done quite a few endurance events before, and I thought back to how I got through most of those events. I thought back to a 100 mile bike ride I did as a fundraiser for a friend going on the world race, and how after only 22 miles, I began cramping. I thought, “How did I get through it after all that pain?” And the only thing I could remember was praying to God that He would give me the strength. 
I thought again back the a half-ironman event I did last summer, and as I hit the last 3 miles of my 56 miles bike ride, I started cramping again, and I still had a 13 mile run to go. I thought again how did I get through it. I remember by the end of the run, I was so cramped my toes were locked in a pointing down position, and my calves were so cramped, there was a 2 inch crevice in the back of my legs you could stick a few fingers in. 
I was in a lot of pain as you could tell from the picture. Again, I thought and remembered the only thing that got me through those 13 miles was praying for God to keep my mind strong and positive. And He did.
So after thinking about all these events, and my marathon coming up, I realized my pride was getting in the way, and if I didnt give the entire marathon to Him, I dont think I can finish. I havent trained like I should because I am experiencing knee problems, so He really is the only way I will be able to finish. The only way I will be able to see through the pain and keep going.
So as odd as it sounds, I have been praying all day that God would soil my underpants(hehe last time, i promise. hehe), and that I will see Him and only Him when I am trying to finish this. To take all my pride and use this for Him and only Him!
