On the Journey
By Rick Hamlin

December 2009

  • Thank-You Note Time

    About the day after Christmas, or maybe a couple of days after that, Mom had us kids sit down and write thank-you notes. Oh, how we groaned. “But I don’t remember who Aunt Eleanor was!…But I’d never wear the scarf she sent me!…But I don’t know what to say!”

    Nevertheless we learned to say something. And I confess the exercise was a good one. There was always something to be thankful for.

  • What's Your Favorite Carol?

    We went caroling last night. A group of 40, some from our choir, some who happened to see flyers we posted around town, some who just heard us sing and joined in. 

    I have to admit, there was a moment when I wondered if it was really going to work. I mean, it seems a bit absurd to walk around this busy city, carrying crib sheets of carols, singing at the top of our lungs, thinking anybody will tolerate it. 

  • Light the Candles

    I put the candles in the window this weekend. For some reason I’d been resisting the approach of Christmas, as if I held off on putting out the Advent calendar and the crèche or buying a Christmas tree, I might be allowed a few more days of Christmas shopping. 

  • Letter to My Son

    Tim, I slept in your bed last night. I wasn’t feeling great and I didn’t want to keep your mom up by coughing and besides I wanted to turn out the lights early so I figured I’d sleep in your bed instead. 

  • Swine Flu?

    The day after Thanksgiving I collapsed into bed with a raging fever and a hacking cough. I try not to panic, but of course it occurred to me, "What if I have swine flu?" It seems to be everywhere and the people I know who've had it, have suffered anything from mild to terrible bouts.

Rick Hamlin is the executive editor of Guideposts magazine. His regular prayer habit is a psalm a day and some meditation on his commute to work, which happens to be a New York subway train.