The Man Who Ran Up a Bridge

His sun-bronzed chest bare to the hot southern sunshine, his arms straight out with his hands in fists beating the air in front of him, the man ran steadily and steadfastly up the big incline of a bridge as though he were in a boxing ring fighting his opponent with all his might. I was driving over the bridge, and what I witnessed stayed with me even as I drove over the bridge and went on with my day.

Watching the man reminded me of how we face mountains of challenges in our lives and how there ...