Late in 2009, Weldon Bradshaw was diagnosed with primary sclerosing cholangitis, an incurable, autoimmune liver condition. Over the next two and a half years, as the disease progressed slowly and his liver and health deteriorated, his prognosis grew bleak. By November of 2012, his doctor informed him that if he didn't receive a transplant, he'd be dead within the week. Through it all, Weldon remained steadfast to the promise he'd made his family at the outset of his illness: he would be there to dance at his granddaughter's wedding. A high school cross country coach and lifelong athlete, Weldon was accustomed to tests of endurance, spirit, and drive. But nothing could have prepared him for this-the race of his life. It would be a race against time and chance and hopelessness in the face of devastating odds. It would be a race for a miracle.