I went on a long ride yesterday. I found myself cycling through the Lafayette hills towards Moraga (I live in California by the way). I came upon St. Mary’s University and instantly wondered why I chose to go to college in frigid Minnesota when there is this oasis of higher education tucked back in the fog covered hills of the East Bay.

As I continued on my ride, I found myself in the “golden” hills surrounded by splendor and in solitude. It was the most relaxed I had been in six weeks.

And then I got to my coffee shop…read the newspaper…and panic set in.

800,000 people are without homes in the Himalayas and winter is three weeks away!

God—have mercy