You’ll Get Out Of It What You Put Into It



by: Bro. Mark Lea, PM.










We have probably said it, or heard this line, “You’ll get out of it what you put into it”. Maybe, we have even been asked the meaning behind it. I’ve always said that, like everything else, it can mean many things. After several years of thinking it over I think I’ve finally found my answer. What do we, as members, give The Craft? We each do different things: We study, participate in degrees, deliver lectures, teach, serve as guest speakers, do clean ups, run fundraisers, and some donate. The list goes on. At the root of all these thing, I believe the answer is time. All of these actions we commit to within the Craft takes time.

Time is the absolute one thing we will never get back. Ever. For someone to take the time to do their part is an investment in the Fraternity. Because not everyone can excel at ritual work. Some brothers may have struggled with their catechism and are not able to teach it. Perhaps it is easier for these brothers to take care of cleaning up the lodge building. Maybe they serve in a better capacity by being members of committees. Or they take charge of fund raising. I have always believed that every brother can find a way so best serve their lodge in a way that is best suited to their abilities. But for now I am talking about myself mostly and my experiences. To be able to watch a brother do whatever function that he performs with confidence and sureness is usually a sign that he has researched and studied and practiced his part. Watching that happen tells me that he has bothered to put into it. This is always a good thing. Even after he is done with whatever it is that he does, he will become a teacher and will pass on what he knows to a brother who is also studying and doing research and asking questions. In this fashion the teacher is still putting into it. The student is also, now, putting into it by learning.

As a student, I have had the privilege to learn from brothers who lived by our teachings. Sadly, I have had two different teachers called from labor. These men put into the Craft for decades and taught many brothers over the years. It has always been my hope that they felt they had gotten out of it what they put into it for so long.

But what is there to get out of it? I can’t speak for anyone else, but what I get out of it is when I am able to sit quietly on the side and watch with pride as one of my students delivers a lecture or confers a degree after many evenings of practice and studying. I get out of it when I examine a student of one of my students. This makes me feel like my time was well spent with this student.

Again, time comes back up. Like I said earlier, I’ll never get the time back. It helps to know that it is not wasted. Every time I place the hat on my head and take the gavel in my hand, my eyes pass along the tops of the walls where the pictures of the Past Masters are hung. I look out among the brethren and remember the faces that are no longer present. I hope that I made my teachers feel like they had gotten out if it what they had long ago invested in the Craft. I hope my teachers had made their teachers also feel like they had invested their time wisely as well.

I look forward to the day when my students can sit on the side and watch their students place the hat on their heads and watch their investments pay off.

Maybe they will feel that they have spent their time wisely. Perhaps they may even find their own ways of mentoring that is not just mine, but a piece of mine and a piece of another brother or several brothers who also serve as mentors. Perhaps one day my name will be remembered only as a picture on the wall of past masters. Maybe the methods that work best for me will either evolve or fall along the wayside as time marches on. Or perhaps my methods of teaching may continue. Perhaps the obscure lectures I bothered to find and commit to memory and teach my students to memorize as well may become the standard during the conferral of degrees. None of us can ever really know. All I can say about the matter is this. My name is Mark and I will continue to do my part and put in as much as I can.

--Mark Lea




Bro. Mark Lea, PM. is a Veteran of the US Naval Reserve. Thirteen year member of the Craft and has served as Master of Leesville Lodge #240 F&AM, Leesville, LA, in 2006, 2010 and 2011. Spends as much of his time as possible either learning more about masonry or sharing his experiences with newer members and visiting other lodges. Bro. Lea has always held the dream of being a writer to someday share what he has learned. He has recently began writing reviews for cigar review group composed of Brothers of the Craft who enjoy cigars and talking about them.


From One Mason to Another

By Guest Contributor: Bro. Christian Powe



When I became a Master Mason, I became one not as a sheep or flockling. I became a Master Mason as a man. I became a Master Mason as a man of Christian religious conviction who fears God and respects other people’s rights to seek God according to their own religious convictions. Religiously speaking, I have never thought of earthly ministers as absolute powers. I know that religion, no matter what religion, can be sustaining fire or a destructive blaze. In other words, I know how religious authority is often misused, and the mass confusion that can ensue when all someone has to say to back up baseless arguments is “God told me so” to gullible religious constituents. Like the gun, religion is a weapon which can protect and secure or it can abuse and manipulate. I direct the latter characteristics to the religious “authorities”, often self-ordained, that have used the “God told me so” punchline to bolster their own misinformed prejudices and market them as divine truth….sometimes even for profit…at the expense of the reputation of Masonry. Let me be clear, therefore. I am not anti-religion. I am anti-religious intolerance. My duty as a Christian man is to proselytize by way of daily exemplification. Within the doors of the Masonic Lodge, my focus is on fellowship with my Masonic brothers, a fellowship centered not upon a religious basis, not upon a political basis, not upon a racial basis, not upon a cultural basis, but upon a human basis. As a Mason I’ve been reminded through ritual the importance of integrity and fear of God. I’ve been reminded as a Master Mason that education, what we call “Light”, is the cure to superstitions based on radical religious assertions of nothingness…ignorance. Therefore, to my radical conspiracy theorist opponents, my only armament is my education…the sharpening of my mind with knowledge attained. 
But before we get to the good part, fellow Traveling Men, let’s take a couple trips back in time…

I remember the first time I ever asked about Masonry. My Uncle Ed Wilder, a Brother Mason in Central Jersey, would come to my cousin and little brother’s AAU basketball games wearing a windbreaker with the square and compass on it. Up until that point I had heard nothing about the Fraternity other than that it was a Satanic and occultist secret society that ruled the US and Western European governments and was planning world domination. Obviously, that’s a pretty bad way to start the conversation as to what Masonry is. Be that as it may, the sight of a square and compass with a “G” in the middle of it (which I deducted must have meant “geometry”) on a casual windbreaker struck my curiosity. Something wasn’t adding up. Uncle Ed is a military veteran, retired at that. What strings could this guy have possibly been pulling? Even my brother, Kevin, an avid conspiracy theorist—who will boldly assert to anyone who asks that the government has satellites paying specific attention to my family and has clandestine agents profiling us—had to admit that the windbreaker was “hot”. Uncle Ed can’t be a Satanist, can he? He’s not even interested in politics, what government does he puppeteer?

I brushed it off. Those were questions which, quite frankly, I was too young—both physically and mentally—to worry about answering. For me it was easier to either just write him off or think that maybe he wasn’t “ranked in the Masons” high enough to have any say on matters that mean anything of national or financial consequence. Yes, that must be it. I was told that in Masonry there are specific levels of power called “degrees”, and that on the 33rd degree was the ultimate authority which dictated the on-goings of “lower-level Masons” often without them even knowing. Obviously that was the case with my uncle. 

Around the same time, there was an unusual resurgence of Illuminati conspiracy theory fervor, this time asserting that rap moguls like Jay-Z and Kanye West were lower level members. I agreed wholeheartedly. Carefully and masterfully drawn out theories connecting simple body gestures, flashes of light in music videos, and references to historic artists and philosophers to the overall Illuminati government boogeyman (which strangely enough now was a term interchangeable with Masonry) kept me captivated for hours. Those were hours of conditioning to think a certain way about a certain group. This is called prejudicial conditioning. In other words, bigotry. Of course, I didn’t know it was bigotry, because after all, I was one of the good guys. Good guys can’t knowingly be bigots and still call themselves good guys. I was and still am a political activist. As such, my responsibility is to note abuses of power, no matter how charming or endearing they may seem, in order to promote freedom, enlightenment, and justice. Therefore, for guys like me, I had a field day politically opposing the Illuminati. My religious opposition, however, was a different matter entirely. Here’s the backstory on that whole debacle. 

I don’t think I need to go into great detail as to how the right-wing conservative televangelist mega-ministries have relentlessly slandered the name and philosophy of Masonry. You hear it every day. Still, I will. There are various opponents to Masonry. The grand-daddy of them all is the televangelist machine, at one time spearheaded by Pat Robertson. Either way, their message of intolerance, misinformation, and—let’s face it—bold-faced lies are broadcasted to smaller evangelical ministries through literature and, more pandemically, television airways. Evangelical ministers with smaller ministries read this literature and, with the intent to honor God by exposing evil, inadvertently spread this misinformation to their church members. These church members normally don’t question their leaders or use their reason when they hear these theories which are promoted as divine revelation. You know how church folk think of themselves. The spiritual leader is the “shepherd” and the church folk are his “flock” or his “sheep”. Sheep don’t ask questions, they just follow. Sheep don’t reason, they act in whichever direction they are herded. So then, these sheep go into the workplace, to school, to regular outings, and basically make a cross with their two index fingers any time they see someone that they were told to stay away from.

I was raised in a right-wing conservative Pentecostal (or “evangelical”) family. My father has a towering persona, 6’5 in height. When he speaks, you feel the bass rumble in the floor beneath your feet. When you talk with him, he will more than likely go from casual conversation to an informal sermon, even if it is right in the supermarket. His language is English, his dialect is Scripture. He is a born leader, a persuasive and charismatic speaker…and a radical evangelist minister. He never really read much about Masonry from an actual Mason, now that I think about it. He always read criticisms of Masonry from “former Masons who were in that stuff for years” who—according to him—realized that Masonry was occultist and Satanic and “came back to Jesus”. He relayed those criticisms to me and my three other brothers. My mother, an English teacher, stands by his side accordingly. She admonishes him as the head of the house and the spiritual leader. (Since she’s the deputy, we will mainly focus on leadership as it pertains to the context of this article.) Therefore, the chain of information, as it was to me, is as follows: I heard from a guy (my father) who heard from a guy, who heard from a guy who heard from a guy that Masonry is the Illuminati and the Illuminati is the devil. I was expected to accept this as absolute truth, not because of careful study, but simply because I was told to by men who were told to by someone else. Dizzying, I know. As pandemic as I just depicted ignorance…would you not agree that ignorance is a sickness? When you need clarity, do you flip the light switch up or down? You flip it up so that light can help you understand your surroundings with clarity. Ignorance is darkness, education and clarity are Light. Keep that in mind.

Through casual text message conversation I told my mother that I was a Mason. I was at work at the time and my phone was on silent, so when she frantically called, she had to leave a voicemail. She then left a text message about how I had been “tricked by the devil and would continue to be blinded if I didn’t denounce that occult right now.” Harsh words from the deputy. Of course, she went and told my father. I told him we would speak on the phone after I got off work. When I called, the conversation began by him asking me why I had become a Mason. I told him because I agreed with literally every single one of the principles, that I had been studying Masonry from the outside looking in for almost two years, and enjoyed the ideals of humanitarianism, philanthropy, and religious tolerance. Finally when I finished, he began his sermon, “You don’t know, son. That stuff is not of God. I know people that were in that stuff for years that denounced that stuff and they say it’s not of God.” 

The long and laborious debate began. He was telling me things about ritual that I personally have been through and know to be untrue. He condemned the idea of men being united in a fraternity that requires a belief in a Supreme Being, because to him that requirement was not religiously exclusivist enough for any “real” Christian. He was upset about the secrecy of Masonry: “Y’all got secret handshakes and passwords. That’s not of God, son.” 

My counter-points, which I will demonstrate throughout the course of this article, went in one ear and out of the other with them. They had no intention of respecting anything I said. Because I held my ground, they said I was arrogant. Keep that also in mind. Finally, my mother resolved to say “Christian, if we send you some DVDs on that stuff (whenever I quote my parents, they will refer to Masonry as ‘that stuff’ quite often, just a heads up) will you watch them?” 

I accepted the challenge, because I knew that’s what it was, under the condition that they both had to read John J Robinson’s “A Pilgrim’s Path”, a book written by a non-Mason (at the time) to disambiguate and debunk much of the misinformation surrounding Masonry. Before they even mailed the DVDs I looked up the DVD series on the internet and watched them in their entirety that same night. You guessed it, it was a televangelist who I will not name, but whose fallacies I will gladly expose and clarify later on. That same night, I ordered a copy of “A Pilgrim’s Path” and had the shipping expedited to my parents. It was delivered. That was months ago. They haven’t mentioned the book since. Keep that in mind. 

So, let’s return back to Uncle Ed. The year is 2012 and I am a senior in undergrad. My curiosity had arisen once again. I messaged Uncle Ed on Facebook, this time being a little blunter. The conversation went something like this. 
“Unc, can I ask you a serious question?”

“Sure…”

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the conspiracy theories surrounding your ‘organization’. People always say Jay-Z is a part of Masonry and that he is showing Masonic symbols in his music videos. Is this true? If so, why is he being so secretive, wouldn’t that be something to be proud of, given the great men in history who have been Masons? Also, are you the Illuminati and do Masons worship the devil?” [as you can see, I tried to butter him up in the beginning, then swing for the fence in the end…]

“First of all, I’ve been a Mason for over 30 years and not once have I even heard the word “Satan”, all Masonry teaches is for you to be a better man. There is absolutely no devil worship. Our ritual comes straight from the Bible. As for the Jay-Z thing, Jay-Z is not a Mason, and even if he was, Masonry is nothing to ‘brag’ about. If it’s really in your heart, you don’t need to brag. You would make a good Mason.”

Those last six words hit me hard. 

Years of being conditioned to oppose an organization I knew nothing of other than mere hearsay began to crumble. Entering four years of being a history major, a major in which arguments are only meaningful if they are backed by primary sources and reality, I neglected to do so in the case of my perspective toward Masonry. That day my Masonic journey began…though only in my mind. Needless to say, I was a little caught off-guard to think that this organization that I was taught to disparage could possibly have shared any remote philosophical or humanitarian commonalities with my own personal convictions. Perhaps, then, it was disbelief and a desire to prove him wrong that led me to research the history and philosophy of Masonry. Still, if for over 20 years I was raised to believe that Masonry was Satanist, Luciferian, paganist, and antithetical to Christian values, and all of a sudden someone says that I would make a good Mason, I would have to research for myself. In the end, I thought, someone would certainly have some serious explaining to do. Someone, though I didn’t know who, was giving me misinformation. Whether it was intentional or not, I was not really concerned with. I decided a different approach…to get my information straight from the horse’s mouth…or the Mason’s mouth, you get what I mean. What did Masonry stand for? Where did these allegations of Satanism, extortion, murder, and paganism originate? What’s with the secrecy? What were the Masons’ defenses against these allegations? How did these defenses fare with reality and historicity? Was Masonry really a religion? If it is not, then what is it? What is the structure of authority within Masonry? These were questions I needed answered, most of which would not immediately be, but through time would become clearer. Keep that in mind. 

That brings me to you, Brothers. To this current generation of newly raised Masons who have had similar experiences to that of which throughout this article I will describe, this is not a matter of one religion against another. Don’t be fooled, the opposition will try to frame it this way so that you can be made to believe that you are opposing God. Their misuse and misinterpretation of Biblical scripture in juxtaposition to their misuse and misinterpretation of Masonic literature and principles will have you questioning what you already know to be true in your hearts. They will cause you to unnecessarily question your faith. Our Masonic Fraternity has had a long history of turning the other cheek when libeled and slandered by the intolerant. That takes strength and patience. However, it’s easier to not care what allegations someone throws at you when you have no emotional attachment to them. It’s not so easy when your family members are the ones throwing them at you. It’s downright heartbreaking, I know. It’s difficult to visit your parents for the holidays and sit across the dinner table from the same people telling their church members that you’re a member of a satanic anti-government occult. It’s difficult to take your little brother out after you haven’t seen him for months and he suspects you to be a fraternal antagonist to the religion you strive so hard every day to adhere to. The most difficult part is when none of these accusations hold weight in reality. They are wild stabs in the dark at trying to slander an organization which has served the good of mankind for centuries. Therefore, this is not Masonry vs Christianity. This is not the Illuminati vs the Free World, this is Enlightenment vs Intolerance…Light vs Darkness…Education vs Ignorance. Keep that in mind. 


Hence the purpose of this article. If all goes according to plan, this will arm you with the mental defenses against allegations which often seem logical and Biblical, but upon deeper observation are incompatible even with common sense. It will help you. It will encourage you to stay the course and seek further Masonic Light. At the very least, this article will give us a basis of commonality so that we will be connected by the heart through a common hardship, though we may be miles apart. To those of you who have been Masons for decades, this may serve as a reminder of the persecution you had to endure when you first entered the Fraternity. I hope it does, so that it can possibly bridge any existing disconnects between older and younger Masonic generations. Let’s begin.

The Five Orders of Architecture; Which Are You?

By Guest Contributor: Bro. Andre Beliveau
Originally published in Livingstones Magazine; March 2015


Freemasonry, like most fraternal organizations, is composed of many different types of men. We all come from different backgrounds; we all have different personalities etc. But once we are made Masons we are all linked by our obligations and the many allegorical lessons we have been taught, so we’re all the same right? Even still, within our great fraternity there are different types of Masons just as there are different orders of architecture. Briefly summarized, the orders of architecture in my jurisdiction are described as the Doric, which is plain and natural, The Ionic, which bears a kind of mean proportion between the more solid and more delicate orders, The Corinthian, being very ornamental and the richest order, The Tuscan, which is the most simple and most solid, and the Composite, which is compounded of all the orders and found in buildings where strength, elegance and beauty are displayed. I’m sure sitting back and thinking, you can probably come up with some categories or orders to put some of your Lodge Brothers into or even yourself. Using this idea in a light-hearted way, let us examine the “Orders of Masons” that exist in our Craft today. 

“The Doric”
Doric Brothers are plain and natural Masons. They can be described as your “side line Brother.” While they may not hold the title of Worshipful or Right Worshipful, don’t be fooled, these Brothers are full of light. The Doric Brother has not reached the Chair of Solomon, and probably never will, but he has attended practically every meeting of the Lodge since he was raised. He may have served as an appointed officer at one time; he may serve on a committee or even do a small lecture here and there for degrees. These Brothers can often be seen quietly whispering the words of the ritual to themselves at Lodge meetings. They tend to be the back bone of the Lodge, filling in on committees and taking on minor responsibilities that some other overzealous Brothers may not want to fill. Doric Brothers are loyal members of the Craft, typically belonging to only one Blue Lodge. Some of them may be involved in a concordant body or two, and they fill the same role in those as well. These Brothers are too often over looked for the great work that they do. 

“The Ionic” 
Ionic Brothers are a great bunch filled with ingenuity. They are right in the middle between the more solid and more delicate orders. Ionic Brothers can be Past Masters or Brothers on their way to maybe be a Worshipful Master one day. This tends to be your most common order of Masons. These Brothers are very involved in the Lodge. They take on an officer’s chair early on in their Masonic career and do ritual quite well. These Brothers participate in almost everything that the Lodge does and often have some great ideas for the organization to improve. They enjoy learning about some esoteric and historical material. They enjoy fellowship and ritual just as much as they enjoy the pancake breakfasts and community service outreaches. The Ionic Brother gets just as much light from Freemasonry by being the Senior Deacon the night of a degree as he does by being involved with the Lodge’s charitable event or fundraiser. They tend to also be involved in multiple concordant bodies. In some cases, they may be Blue Lodgers only, but typically are affiliated with more than one Lodge. Sometimes the Ionic Brother is a notable member of the community, possibly a local elected official or popular local business owner. He can be a white collar businessman, a blue collar worker or a retired man. This Brother is filled with Masonic pride and he displays it every day by his actions as a man and on the bumper of his car. An Ionic Brother is your every day, run of the mill, blue blooded, multi-pin wearing, pancake flipping, check writing, active and engaged all American Freemason. 


“The Tuscan” 
Tuscan Brothers often challenge our ability to uphold our Masonic Obligations to them. I often feel that the Great Architect of the Universe has sent these Brothers to the door of our Lodges to keep us in check, to make sure that we will embrace the trowel and allow no contention to ever exist among us. These are indeed the most simple and solid of the five orders. They are simple in their approach to Freemasonry and solid enough that they will never change. These Brothers are the first ones to stand up and say things like “That’s not how we’ve always done it”, or oppose ideas and have no legitimate reason as to why they do. These Brothers can be anywhere from a side liner, to a Past Master, right up to a Right Worshipful somebody. They contemplate nothing esoteric in nature and building their inner temple refers to the amount of food they take in during collation. To them, the ritual work of the Lodge is just as profane as reading the minutes. They may know the ritual and can perform it, or even feel that is has some sort of importance, but to them the ritual and lectures are nothing that they would ever contemplate or think that there are benefits to be had from it, other than of course making someone a member of the Lodge. To this Brother, Freemasonry is no different than the many other service organizations and fraternities that exist for a grown man to join. This Brother is also a huge fan of wearing as many pins as his lapel can handle, collecting bumper stickers and boasts his own version of “Masonic pride.” Everyone knows at least one Tuscan Brother. 

“The Corinthian” 
Corinthian Brothers, like the architectural column itself, are adorned with great masterpieces of art. Their outward structure is ornate and rich, the purple of the fraternity for sure rests on their honored shoulders. This Brother has as many Masonic titles as there are members of a baseball team, and be sure to always address him with one of them or he will definitely remind you to do so in the future. Now, this is not to suggest that all who hold titles above that of Worshipful are of this particular order. There are many who hold great Masonic titles, who are leaders in our Craft that are great Masons and are knowledgeable Brothers who earned those titles and do great work for our fraternity. Those types of Masons are not what I mean here. The Corinthian Brother can be described as your “purple chasers.” These Brothers are only focused on titles, adding more aprons to their collection and having power. They may have a great exterior design; fancy aprons, big gold collars and a rank, but working on the design of their inner temple is almost forgotten about entirely. They are more like the Tuscan order, only having a prettier exterior. The philosophical purposes of Freemasonry are practically non-existent with these Brothers. Corinthian Masons are perfect examples, and reminders of the Masonic value of looking for the internal, rather than the external qualifications of a Brother. They may be good men and may in some way benefit the fraternity, but they are indeed lost travelers stuck in the material world. 

“The Composite” 
The Composite Brother is compounded of all that Freemasonry has to offer. In this order there can be found strength, elegance and beauty. These Brothers tend to be the movers and shakers in their Lodge and district. If they are not already Masters of their Lodges, they will be and they may even move on to be Grand Lodge Officers. These Brothers are not in it for the titles or for the glory; they are in it to better themselves as a man and Mason. They look out for the interest of their Lodge and for the entire Craft. They love to share Masonic knowledge and love to learn it even more! Whether they are the Worshipful Master or the Grand Master, these Brothers never lose focus. They nurture their minds and build up their inner temples, often contemplating things of an esoteric nature. Composite Brothers love the ritual and take pride in doing it as perfect as they can. These Brothers know how to balance Masonic relief and charity, with esoteric study and fellowship. Most of the time they tend to belong to several concordant bodies, but have a specific reason for why they joined each particular one. They are not afraid to stand up for their values and what they believe the tenets of Freemasonry are, even if it is not the most popular thing to say. These Brothers love tradition and history, and take pride in being Freemasons. We all know these types of Brothers; in fact most of us probably think that we are one of them even if we really aren’t. Some may even poke fun at these Brothers or point them out as the “Masonic nerds” and elitists. Our Tuscan Brothers tend to be the pointers most of the time. Composite Brothers simply observe the Craft as it should be observed, and arguably get the most out of Freemasonry. 

I’m sure there are many other “orders” of Masons out there and that one Mason could be a mix of all the five I’ve listed here. No matter which order we identify ourselves or identify another Brother with, it is important to remember that Freemasonry is still important to each and every one of us. We all may get something different out of it, or have different views as to what Freemasonry truly is about, but in its own beautiful way the Craft has touched and changed each one of us. In closing I’d like to share a poem titled “The Builder”, which happens to be one of my favorites and I think sums this all up quite well.  

"I watched them tearing a building down, a team of men in my hometown. With a heave and a ho and a lusty yell, they swung a beam and a sidewall fell. I asked the foreman, “Are these men skilled as the men you’d hire if you had to build?” He gave me a laugh and said, “No indeed, just common labor is all I need, for I can easily wreck in a day or two, what builders have taken years to do.” And I thought to myself as I went my way, which of these two roles have I tried to play? Am I a builder who works with care, measuring life by the rule and square, shaping my deeds by a well-made plan and patiently doing the best that I can?
Or am I a wrecker, who walks the town, content with the labor of destroying and tearing things down?" – Unknown





 

Discussions on the Porch:

“Where Masonry Happens” and the Value of Diversity and Tolerance of Thought and Belief in the Fraternity
By W.M. Jesse James Slater

There is a concerted effort in many lodges to jumpstart the educational aspect of our meetings, which is a great thing to see. These “official” educational events, such as guest speakers, presentations, and symposiums take a significant amount of planning and coordination to put on, and the value does show in the fruits of those labors.

It is interesting to consider, then, an aspect of Masonic education which is nearly defined by its spontaneity. That is, the fellowship and discussions which occur following the closing gavel. One of the aspects of going to lodge and Masonic events that I get the most enjoyment out of is this “afterglow”. One may even make the argument that this is “where Masonry happens”. The afterglow takes many forms, and may consist of small talk, committee planning, deep discussion or debate, or any combination of these and other types of fellowship. I have often called my wife after a meeting ends to let her know that I’ll be “out with the guys” for a certain length of time, adding, “You know that this is where the real work gets done.” With much of the lodge administration, that is indeed true.

But there are also the impromptu discussions which follow a meeting, many of which begin before one even leaves the lodge room. Regarding our mission for Truth, this is truly, I think, “where Masonry happens”. The formal education programming is training, the discussions are what you are training for. During the meeting there is an invocation of Truth and the Journey for it, leaving enthused brethren charged with a desire to pursue that journey.

The other night, I had the pleasure of attending Pontiac Lodge #294, A.F.&A.M. in Pontiac, Illinois. I know many of the brethren of Pontiac Lodge through the Scottish Rite, but I do not get to sit in lodge or fellowship with them on a regular basis. They were hosting Bro. Aaron Gardner for a presentation, and thus had some visiting brethren from further north that I get to see even less often.

After the meeting, discussion clusters broke off almost immediately. These clusters floated, combined, split off, and recombined as we talked on numerous topics. The whole process was entirely organic and without any forethought.

Early on, we talked about variations on the Hiramic legend in jurisdictions around the world. At other times, comparisons and contemplations on various religious traditions (past and present) was a predominant theme. These conversations have a similarity which I wish to expand on later.

We all know that talk of religion and politics are prohibited from the open lodge, as they are among the most divisive topics among men. This allows us to look to our similarities, not what divides us. While the rule does not technically extend to lodge dinners and similar events, I generally avoid speaking of them in those contexts as well as a courtesy. My rule of thumb is that such topics are best treated as a “consenting conversation”.

Here we were, though, brethren speaking freely and with the standards of Masonry in mind. We were not debating theology or having a “who’s right, who’s wrong” contest. We discussed the allegorical qualities of Greco-Roman myth. We compared the Christian view of Biblical Judaism with that of Judaism itself, as well as the cultural interaction and parallelisms between the Hebrew culture and the Ancient Near Eastern cultures which it interacted with. We discussed varieties of Gnosticism and the influence early Christian groups and writings had upon each other.

Masonic virtues bear fruit when employed. These can be seen specifically in the three facets of the Fraternity: Fellowship, Charity, and Truth. The more obvious fruit of diversity and tolerance is that of Fellowship – it allows for men who would otherwise be at a distance to come together in brotherhood. From this, we can see Charity in the work they accomplish together and for one another. For Truth, the fruit is in this exchange of ideas. As brothers, speaking on the level, we know that we are in a safe place to exchange ideas and share our thoughts, or even thoughts that we may not hold ourselves, but that we find interesting. I love discussing Masonry, its symbolism, and allegory with a brother of a different religious/spiritual background than mine. The same goes for the different perspective given by one who has had a different socio-economic background, or other factors of what develops our unique worldview. The insight a different lens provides gives us the chance to learn much from the varied personal interpretations and “Have you ever noticed…” musings that each of us holds.

It is in this even-handed, unprejudiced, academic discussion that we can see the similarity between the aforementioned discussion of Hiramic legends and these of religion and tradition. When hearing of elements foreign to our jurisdiction (such as those of South Wales, which a brother shared with us), the response is not “Well, that is wrong! It’s not how we do it,” but instead one of fascination, intrigue, and contemplation. Whether or not we, individually, choose to take this new information as a part of our own personal mosaic of thought, the knowledge of it has broadened our horizon and enriched our mind. We have gained knowledge. The same is true of gaining knowledge of the diversity of belief and thought, and the same method of learning is applied to the benefit of all involved.

Thus, brethren, remember not to run out of Lodge (or Chapter, or Consistory, etc.) as soon as the gavel drops. Often the best journeys are those which aren’t planned, and the same goes for journeys of thought.


W.M. Jesse James Slater is a member of Wade Barney Lodge No. 512, AF&AM, in Bloomington, IL, where he currently serves as Worshipful Master. He is also a member of the Valley of Bloomington, Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite, NMJ, and Bloomington Chapter #26, Royal Arch Masons. He is a founding member of the Veritas et Lucis Masonic Discussion Society, which promotes Masonic education in the Central Illinois region. He is currently pursuing a bachelor’s degree in Anthropology at Illinois State University.

At the Feet of a King

By: Bro. Aaron Gardner, 32°, MPS


It’s amazing what pure exhaustion can do to ones mind. People have been known to hear voices, see things that aren't there, headaches, the list goes on. Once someone finally gets some rest, they may or may not dream. If they dream it may be a wild ride. While stationed at Fort Sill, Oklahoma I was suffering from Sleep deprivation. 

My unit was revving up for deployment, I was a busy Soldier and I was a brand new Master Mason trying to learn the Craft. I rarely slept at night and during the day I was busy preparing all my gear, equipment and self to go over seas. I had to take my Soldier to CIF (Central Issue Facility) to receive some of his gear, I told him I would wait for him in my car, left the windows cracked, shut the car off and kicked my seat back so I could get some rest. It wasn't going to be anything more than a half hour or so, but when you get the opportunity to rest in the Army— you rest. 

The dream came almost instantly. There I was driving in my car with my NCO (Noncommissioned Officer) on a street I drove frequently in Lawton, Oklahoma. My NCO is a PHA Freemason, but that never mattered much to either of us. He was a brother in my unit and a brother in an apron, regardless of where he attended lodge. While driving in the dream, I was pulled over by the Police. Unsure of what I did wrong I asked the Officer the purpose. The Officers didn’t respond, instead told my NCO to stay in the car and for me to step out and follow.  Just as the Officer began to pull his cuffs, I noticed a necklace poke out from his shirt. It wasn’t so much of a necklace as it was Masonic regalia. The Jewel on the chain was a Square and Compass, the other Police Officer had one too. I saw the cuffs being pulled out, and I gave the GHSD, What was I being arrested for? 

My NCO, seeing the whole ordeal and my hand signals, jumped out of the car. “What’s going on Bro?” He asked in more of an authoritative voice than a question. The other officer grabbed him, threw a black bag over both of our heads and threw us in the back of van. The sirens blared as I felt the van whip in and out of traffic down the road. When we stopped I found us in a darkened room. No police in sight. Just a spiral stair case. 

Investigating our new surroundings my NCO and I wandered the stairs. From what I could gather the stairs were perfect resemblance of what you learn in Freemasonry. At the top were two hollow pillars and a large double oak door. I knocked with no response. I tried to open the door and it was unlocked, we wandered in to find a rather large, dark lodge room, the floor mosaic in nature. My NCO told me that we shouldn't be here and that we should we leave, yet I felt right at home. I walked in, sat down in the Northeast corner and took in the magnificent view.  He sat next to me and told me we should get going. I looked at him, and it was as if he knew that I didn’t want to leave. I walked to the altar in the middle of the room, knelt and prayed. What I was praying for, I am still unsure. I just knew I had to pray. I wasn’t expecting an answer or any sign, just felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. 

When I finished my prayer, I returned to the seat I was originally in and waited. I don’t know what I was waiting for, maybe for the lights to turn on by themselves, I don’t know. I told my NCO we will wait a little while longer and leave. He agreed silently and walked out of the lodge room to give me space and allow myself to reflect on my thoughts. 

Just as I was walking out the door, an entourage of men in robes were walking past me. They wore white aprons and took seats in the lodge room. I continued to walk in the direction of the stairs when another group of men in robes were walking past. I felt the sudden urge to kneel before one of the men. Being a proud man, I am not one to bow to anyone, but this man had an appeal toward him that I knew too well. He dressed like the others, looked like the others, but I knew he wasn’t. I began to speak to the silent man on my knees, “Your Majesty King Solomon how I am honored to be graced by your presence.”  

He took my hand in the grip of a Master Mason and still did not speak. I followed him into that chamber and took the only seat available— my original seat in the Northeast corner.  How lucky I am, about to impart on knowledge and enlightenment. The King took his seat in the East and gaveled the lodge to open. The Master was about to speak, my journey was about to begin. 

He spoke in something I could not understand. His words were not of any language in this world. His tone was loud, as if he were yelling. He spoke to everyone in the room, but what he said was directed at me. His words were not just words, they were images and symbols. He spoke of different countries and wars. Wars that had not yet begun. His voice was speaking to my heart, and though I couldn't understand what was happening, I understood what he was saying in my heart. His images were of my life, the worlds future and the worlds past. I felt overwhelmed with emotion from the words, images and symbols he spoke of my personal journey. 

I awoke by a call on my cellphone. I wiped tears from my eyes, looked at the time and realized what felt like hours in my dream had only been twenty minutes. My Soldier was ready to go and was looking for my car. I tried to find a reason for my dream, tried to understand how I could understand pictures and symbols that seemingly applied to me at the time. It was as if the tone deaf King was speaking directly toward me. 

The dream proved to be beneficial, It did speak of my personal quest and journey and answered a lot of the questions I had at the time. It still is answering some questions as time goes by. When something happens, I have to try to remember why I already knew something about it and I remember kneeling before a King. 

What I experienced some would say is a symptom of sleep deprivation, or that I had been studying Freemasonry too hard and should take a break. Some may even want to throw me into the looney bin. Though all this may have been true at the time, I have to believe that it came to me at the perfect time. That I had a true esoteric experience with my conciseness and myself answered the pending questions through a way that only I could appreciate and understand, my "Burning Bush" moment. Through a way my mind would grasp the lessons I would be learning, and that was at the feet of the wise King Solomon in the Sanctum Santorum. 


AG

Brothers in Aprons for Brothers in Arms

By: Bro. Aaron Gardner, 32°, MPS
If you haven't checked my fan page on Facebook, first, let me ask you why? Secondly, Go check it out and like it at www.facebook.com/iaaron357 It’s where I post the majority of my articles being published on Celestial Brotherhood, The Midnight Freemasons, IronMike Magazine, and the various other publications that I have been so lucky to write for. 

Next, when you do check out my Facebook page you will notice a charge from a fundraiser called Brothers in Aprons for Brothers in Arms. This fundraiser was an idea brought forth by another Mason and Veteran, Bro. Brian Evichian. It calls for all Master Masons to help raise funds to help over 300,000 homeless Veterans get off the street and find their mission in life again. 

For every $100.00 that the fundraiser earns, I will run 1 mile. My goal is to run a minimum of 1,000 miles this year. If the goal of $100,000 is met before the end of the year, I will continue to run for every $100.00 that is earned. You will be able to follow my runs through videos, posts and the Nike+ app tracking my distances. All proceeds will be dispersed evenly amongst the various Veteran organizations.

I am asking every brother to like the Brothers in Aprons for Brothers in Arms Facebook page, share the cause with every brother you know and please help donate to help our Veterans get off the streets. I further ask every Worshipful Master to bring forth this cause in their lodge, if every lodge donates $100.00, the goal to helping these Men and Women who vowed to give their lives for us will come quickly and easily. 

You can help donate by visiting the fundraising page located below. 

Thank you, and God Bless the United States of America; Home of the Free, because of the Brave!

https://www.giveforward.com/fundraiser/cmr5/brothers-in-aprons-for-brothers-in-arms

https://www.facebook.com/BrosinAprons4BrosinArms



AG 

Honor and History of the Prayer Cap

By: Bro. Aaron Gardner, 32°, MPS

Wearing the white lambskin apron is the most honorable privilege a Mason has. It is more ancient than the Golden Fleece or Roman Eagle.  There are, of course, many versions of the apron to include aprons that state a lodge officer’s position, Past Master aprons, aprons with the significance of Scottish Rite and York Rite symbols and aprons specially designed, such as those designed by Brother Juan Sepulveda. Yet, to remember our purity, nakedness and equality when standing in front of the Great Architect of the Universe the plain, blank, lambskin is buried with us. There is nothing more honorable then to represent the symbology of that apron.

When you are first handed that apron in your Entered Apprentice degree, you learn the significance of it, how to wear it and to never let it be tarnished. You further your quest for light and relearn how to wear it and the symbols behind it all the way through the Master Mason degree. If you decide to go into the appendant bodies you learn of more aprons, their symbols and the meaning behind them.

Yet, in the Scottish Rite you earn the right to wear more than aprons, once you earn your 32° you earn the right to wear what is known as a Prayer Cap. This is another honorable privilege within the Scottish Rite degrees. Like the Lambskin Apron, it has historical and spiritual basis behind the honor.

In I Kings 20:31 Jeremiah wrote, “ And his servants said unto him, Behold now, we have hear that the kings of the house of Israel are merciful kings: let us, I pray thee, put sackcloth on our loins and ropes on our heads, and go out to the king of Israel: peradventures he will save thy life.” It can be noted the scriptural context of “ropes on our heads”. The practice of clothing ones head with ropes can be seen in Egyptian monuments by a cord around long, flowing hair. It can also be seen by the Bedouin tribes in Arabia known as a Keffiyeh. The Keffiyeh is found in many forms that can depict region of origin and have their own symbology and history behind the headdress.

Today, the most common practice outside of Islamic lands you can find the Kippah. The Kippah, of course, is the traditional headdress of those who practice Judaism. It was originally used in the Middle Ages of Europe to distinguish themselves from others. The color and fabric of each kippah signifies ones belief in a different sect. Crocheted Kippahs are referenced to Religious Zionism, Suede relates to the Modern Orthodox and Satin is more conservative.

In Catholicism, you will see red caps donning the heads of Cardinals and a white cap worn by the current pope. There is even a black cap worn by all ordained members who have gone through the Roman Rite. These caps are known as zucchettos and date back to the Syriac and Malankara Orthodox traditions.

These traditions and history behind the caps are not the only representations of wearing a headdress. However, these are the most common practices that one would see a man wearing a headdress for spiritual recognition. They are all precursors for the cap worn in the Scottish Rite degrees. All related to each other in some shape or form.

Much like the Catholic zucchettos, the black prayer cap is designated for all members who have gone through the Scottish Rite. It is embroidered with the symbols of the Scottish Rite, the double-headed eagle, a red triangle with the number 32 decorated by golden rays, signifying the light given within 32nd degree. It is surrounded with a black band, trimmed in gold and has a gold cord across the top, attached by a gold button on both sides. Like the Catholic Cardinal zucchettos the Knight Commander of the Court of Honour caps are dressed in red silk. It is similar to the Black prayer cap with differences in the color and the emblem. The embroidered emblem is of the jewel of Knight Commander of the Court of Honour

The distinctness in caps differs with each position held. White caps signify 33° Inspector General Honorary, Grand Cross of the Court of Honour and the Deputy of the Supreme Council; each having their own unique differences in symbols included. The violet cap represents the Sovereign Grand Inspector General and the purple cap is the Sovereign Grand Commander. Yet again, all these have different insignias and emblems attached to the symbology of the Scottish Rite.

Even if you never hold an office in the Scottish Rite, you will still be forwarded the opportunity to change cap colors. Once you have been a member for 50 years, you can change your black prayer cap for a light blue cap. The embroidery shows your commitment to the Craft for the past 50 years.

It is an honor to wear any of the specialized caps signifying your place of office within the Rite; rather it be the black, white, violet, purple or to signify your years commitment in blue. Yet, the greatest honor is invested upon us from the first degree. An honor older than Golden Fleece and the Roman Eagle; as pure as the lamb and as clear as we want our souls to be when we answer that call to the Celestial Lodge above. No greater honor is it to wear the badge of Mason, the White Lambskin Apron. 



AG

The Sinking of the U.S.S. Freemasonry

By: Bro. Aaron Gardner, 32°, MPS




“You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Batman’s quote in the Dark Knight can also be attributed to the fine Craft of Freemasonry. Many Master Mason’s go into the East with fantastic ideas to help bring their lodge, more light, more members, more community events, more brotherhood. 

No matter the noble cause every Master enters into his lodge with great expectations, seeking to make his mark on the Fraternity. Yet, this can be exhausting and will take a toll on the brother sitting in the East. He may become too consumed in the politics of the lodge and his brilliant ideas may fall short due to his own “icebergs”. 

The Iceberg Model is a tool used in Organizational Development introduced by renowned psychologist, Sigmund Freud. It describes behaviors and ideologies and how they affect an individual when presented with social interaction, in particular leading. Freud argued 10% of our behavior is conscious and visible, while the remaining 90% were subconscious and unconscious motivators of our behaviors. This could include how one’s family affects them, their socioeconomic status, past events in their life, deep rooted values— among many different factors determining their behaviors and thought processes. In other words, one persons strengths and weaknesses are not always visible. They can be deeper and bigger than what everyone else sees. 

When a brother takes the seat as Worshipful Master, his plans may become dormant due to other factors that must need his attention. By the time the Worshipful Master’s time is up, he looks back at his time and wonders where the time went and why certain projects didn't get done. The reasoning could be because it didn't fit the needs and requirements of Grand Lodge, or every time he attempts his project, lodge politics stifles it. One individual disagreed with the idea or it wasn't how someone else would have handled it. 

There was an interesting article published on Linked In by Jeff Degraff about knowing your strengths and knowing when they become weaknesses. Essentially, when the hero becomes the villain.  The Worshipful Master may become too consumed with his own personal ideas for the lodge and not consider what is best for the lodge. This can carry over toward his time as a Past Master and essentially cause a stale, unproductive lodge. 

Fortunately, there are ways to combat retrogression that overlap each other:

1. Get comfortable with the uncomfortable. If you are comfortable with everything that occurs within lodge, it is potentially a sick lodge. Every time you enter the lodge room, there should be some sort of work done on you and the members to become better men. Remaining comfortable just means there is no work being done toward progression. It hurts the true dynamics of ones deep rooted portions of the “iceberg” when one is working on their rough ashlar. If you don’t question something about yourself while leaving lodge, you didn't do any personal reflection. 

2. Take your personal quest outside of lodge. This means talk to others who may not agree with you or are completely different from your perspective on life. You can learn from their perspective and try to apply it to Freemasonry and your own personal views. These people will in turn make you uncomfortable, relating back to the first technique. From time to time we become too consumed in our own views and personal convictions, we forget there are others who we don’t have regular association with that have different views. Inside a lodge room, we tend to find individuals who relate to our own values. It may not be exact, but we can become trapped in the cave and not understand the world around us.

3. Attend other lodges. A district in Michigan awards lodges that get the most members of their lodge to attend another lodge’s meeting. This is a great concept to make others travel, creates friendly competition and creates the opportunity for one to understand the need of travel in our Fraternity. One of the greatest rewards we have as Master Masons is the ability to travel to other lodges and see their work. Not only can you receive different perspectives from different lodges, but, they can receive your perspectives as well. Learning about each other and the work done in their respective locations provides cohesiveness amongst the Fraternity and sparks ideas that ignite the flame of knowledge that we are all in search of. 

4. Invite visiting brethren. Bring brothers to the lodge to see your work and to offer their ideas as well. You may have been brought to a whole new light when visiting a lodge, but, sometimes you can’t share it quite as well as the original source. Invite those brethren to your lodge to help ignite the same light that you received when visiting them. To overlap with the first two techniques these brethren could be from a different organization. If you are AF&AM or F&AM, you could invite a Prince Hall Affiliate—provided your Grand Lodge recognizes PHA as a legitimate lineage of Freemasonry; do not break the laws set by the Grand Lodge for your quest of light. Inviting a Prince Hall brother to an AF&AM/F&AM meeting, with no doubt cause some awkwardness. There are brothers who have no interest in understanding Prince Hall Masonry. Which is fine, but it is perfectly acceptable and encouraged to test boundaries. Inviting brethren from around and outside the Fraternity can spark interest and can cause tension. The goal of that tension is to turn into something constructive; learn and grow from that tension. 

5. Team work. Involve multiple modes of thinking. There is more than one way to skin a cat. Surround yourself with individuals who have different ideas and talents. Work together to accomplish each others goals. The article by Jeff Degraff uses the concept of Superhero Leagues Each superhero in a league has multiple types of super heroes based on their knowledge and talents. Could you imagine the Avengers without wit of Tony Stark or the might of Thor? If you are a Worshipful Master, your Avengers have already been assembled.  You have your Senior Warden, Junior Warden, Secretary, the other officers and the other brothers in the lodge to assist you in your conquests. They may agree with you, they may not. Just remember, “At the will of the Master” can work against you when you leave the East. Teamwork is key in every aspect of life, so listen to the brethren and provide a ‘give and take’ atmosphere. 

6. The role of leadership is not about aligning everything. It is about using the opportunities and assets provided to accomplish a mission. When a brother disagrees with something, hear them out. Do not allow negative remarks without a formulated plan. Complaining about something can be constructive and deconstructive. By allowing an individual to voice his opinion without a fix, you are opening the lodge up for tension that doesn't belong. Positive tension and constructive criticism is how we can gauge the health of a lodge and ensure needs are being met along with consideration of wants. Understand, you can not please everyone. 


By following and understanding these overlapping concepts, we can be sure our lodge will stop backpedaling. With a healthy lodge in a district it can help progress our Fraternity further into the future and we will contribute something worthwhile to the Craft. The ship doesn't have to sink.


AG

York Rite: A Perspective


Foreword:

As you all may know, I tend to use this website as a backboard of my musings. My theological, philosophical, Poetry, Masonic and other writing ideas have all been combined on this webpage. I enjoy the feedback I have received on some of the work. This article is nothing more than my personal musings and ideas about the York Rite degrees. You may agree or disagree with anything I write. Like Freemasonry, most of my writing and musings are subjective and based on the matter of opinion— there are a few that have historical factual context to them. If you disagree with anything you read on this website I encourage you to, please, comment with respect and dignity below, on Facebook, Twitter, or where ever you please. My intentions of my articles are to stimulate the minds of the audience, not to ostracize or belittle any particular group or individual. Simply to invite positive sharing of ideas. Thank you.


"York Rite: A Perspective"
By: Bro. Aaron Gardner, 32°, MPS
Since I was raised to the sublime degree of Master Mason, we have all been asked to take a look into the other bodies surrounding Freemasonry. It could be Shriner, Grotto, Order of Eastern Star, Scottish Rite or York Rite. Some may not be interested, while others take on too much at one time. It can be exhausting to be a Master Mason, let alone add all the extra duties of other Masonic bodies. For those who are just coming into the Craft, I encourage you to go at your own pace. Do not rush, and enjoy the ride. If you feel one day you would like to progress further and learn more about the Craft and Freemasonry, then that is the time to do so. It does not have to be when you feel you are ready, because, let’s face it… There is no such thing as being completely ready for the light you will receive.

I took my time after being raised. That is partially because when I was raised I did an all day degree. A lot of information shoved into my brain all at once. I needed time to learn it, digest it and become one with it. I did so by involving myself with many other groups of friends that were outside of lodge. I read online, I listened to podcasts, I ordered magazines and I even started writing my own thoughts out about what I was  getting myself into. That’s how my enjoyment for writing started and Celestial Brotherhood. I have since become published on various other webpages, magazines, and have even heard my name on the same podcasts I listened to for more understanding. When I say, Freemasonry changed my life. I mean Freemasonry changed everything about who I am, almost as if it was over night. It’s been a difficult road like any other conquest, but, it has been a literal representation of the rough ashlar and I can see the lessons in Freemasonry happening in my life. My writing sparked an interest in a brother who was Scottish Rite in Oklahoma. I received an email asking if I would be at the reunion, that he would be honored to meet me. I agreed to attend the reunion. All the new light, I was receiving through the Scottish Rite Southern Jurisdiction, amazed me. It has been an extreme humbling experience, opening my eyes to a world of astonishment. How could a brother who I know nothing of except for his title, be honored to meet and greet me, just a simple young Master Mason, and introduce me to the light he already has?  Needless to say, I soaked up everything I could about the Scottish Rite. I formulated my own opinions, I dissected the symbolism and the words. I even signed up for more classes through the Master Craftsman Program— All so I can better understand Freemasonry more. Yet, that isn't all I have learned and it amazes me how much more I learn about not just Freemasonry, but, myself and my place in the world; with each dissection and study time I dedicate.

Even though I have gone through the classes, read the books and studied until dawn; I know there is more light and knowledge out there for me in the Scottish Rite alone. Yet, part of me wants to attend York Rite. I have talked to many York Rite Masons and they all encourage me to join, of course. They love their positions in the York Rite and are very proud to have those degrees, rightfully so. I just am not sure quite yet, how far I can continue or desire to continue. I obviously can go through the Royal Arch, being I have passed through the Royal Arch of Solomon in the Scottish Rite; and, as a Sublime Prince of the Royal Secret, surely I can go further into the Royal & Select Masters.

My biggest dilemma and heart felt conviction lies in the Order of the Knights Templar. I have always wanted to be amongst the ranks of the Templar since I was a boy when I read about their honor and bravery protecting pilgrims across the holy land. I just don’t know if I can take the oath. I have taken many oaths in Freemasonry, already. I hold them near and dear to my heart. I take them so seriously, I doubt I can legitimately take an oath to defend any religion over another. Personally, I can not find it within Masonic bounds to allow such an oath, if we have taken our oaths seriously from the beginning. I further can not understand how we can allow dogmatic politics to potentially blemish our aprons and souls.  In Blue Lodge we purposefully do not speak politics or religion so to keep harmony amongst the lodge. But yet, if a particular religion was warring with Christianity, a brother known to be of that religion sat in lodge with a brother who belonged to the Knights Templar, could that not cause animosity on the lodge floor? Further, causing hostility and bad blood amongst brothers? I believe we as Freemasons should stand up and defend all religions. To practice brotherhood and to show the world that we are of one, we are united, that we will not let the ignorance of the world, the downfall of man destroy our brotherly love. We will not let the perversion of religious dogma destroy the one true lesson found in every Volume of Sacred Law. Love.


AG

A Name Upon The Wall

Tonight we have a poem sent to Celestial Brotherhood by Past Master Ken Baril. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. It involves something I hold very dear to my heart, answering the call to this great nation. Thank you Brother Baril for the great insight and the conversation via E-mail. 

AG


A Name Upon The Wall


Come a little closer child,
Stand straight, stand proud, stand tall.
And place your tiny fingers
On that name etched upon the Wall.

Please don’t shed a tear for me,
I am happy where I rest.
My country called, I answered,
And I served with all the best.

 My, you have grown through the years
But you’re still my little girl.
I cherish the lock of hair you left with me,
That beautiful, long, blonde, curl.

I see you have two small boys, now,
I hope they never get the call
 To fight to protect others freedoms
And have their names etched upon a Wall.

So, my child, although you’ve grown,
Come closer, stand straight, stand proud, stand tall.
And place your slender fingers,
On your Daddy’s name, etched upon the Wall.





Hope

"Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die life is a broken-winged bird, 
that cannot fly.” —Langston Hughes

Hope is a four-letter word; hijacked by politicians to bring false promises. It has a negative connotation for living outside of reality. Hoping for something brings negativity from those who have lost their hope in life. However, without hope there is no ambition to try. If we fail to dream, we have nothing to look forward to. Where there is hope, there is a will. Where there is will there is a way. Life will get hard and sometimes the hopes and dreams may seem impossible. 

A well portrayed example can be seen in the movie The Patriot. When the militia came upon their loved ones in a burned church, Gabriel Martin insisted to find those responsible and seek revenge. Gabriel Martin was killed by the antagonist— found by his father, Benjamin Martin. All hope appeared to be lost. Not only did the militia lose their families and homes, they lost a great leader and Benjamin could no longer see the light outside the dark tunnel; causing the militia to lose yet another officer and seasoned combat veteran. The militia continued their trek to fight the war, heart broken and torn. The war was more than bothersome, the end was looking glum. Regardless if the war was won, the men would still return home with nothing. The hope and dreams of a free country were fading. 

It wasn’t until Benjamin began searching through his son’s saddlebags and found that symbol of hope did he realize the importance of the heartache he was going through. As Benjamin sped through the field carrying Old Glory, the crowd of heartbroken, war torn men had a renewal of hope. They understood with that symbol, things were going to be different. It may not have been how they planned, but, the dream was still alive. The dream would stay alive as long as they kept believing and working through the hardships. 

Though the movie is completely fictitious, based on a historical situation it is a great example of how we must never lose hope. It is a great example of determination, hope and hard work leading to the dream. There will always be negative people and events that try to diminish your hope. The fact is, some people just don’t believe in anything anymore. That does not mean it doesn't exist. When your dreams seem to fade, find your symbol of hope. To some their hope maybe within another person, to others it could be a picture of the end result. 

Whatever your dream is, do not lose sight of it. Keep your hope close and work through the hardships. If it were easy, it would be less valuable when it is finally achieved and short-lived. That is why we must never give up, we must do anything and everything possible to ensure we reach that happiness we strive for. When the day comes that we sit on our death beds will you be able to say, “I gave it my all.” 

-AG