Friendship

Posted by on Apr 28, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

Masonry is Friendship—friendship, first, with the Great Companion, of whom our own hearts tell us, who is always nearer to us then we are to ourselves, and whose inspiration and help is the greatest fact of human experience. To be in harmony with His purposes, to be open to His suggestions, to be conscious of fellowship with Him—that is Masonry on its Godward side. Then, turning manward, friendship sums it all up. To be friends with all men, however they may differ from us in creed, colour, or condition; to fill every human relation with the spirit of friendship; is there anything more or better than this that the wisest and best of man can hope to do? Such is the spirit of Masonry; such is its ideal, and if to realize it all at once is denied us, surely it means much to see it, love it, and labour to make it come true. Nor is this Spirit of Friendship a mere sentiment held by a sympathetic, and therefore unstable, fraternity, which would dissolve the concrete features of humanity into a vague blur of misty emotion. No; it has its roots in a profound philosophy which sees that the universe is friendly, and that men must learn to be friends if they would live as befits the world in which they live, as well as their own origin and destiny. For, since God is the life of all that was, is and is to be; and since we are all born into the world by one high wisdom and one vast love, we are brothers to the last man of us, forever! For better, for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, and even after death us do part, all men are held together by ties of spiritual kindship, sons of one eternal Friend. Upon this fact human fraternity rests, and it is the basis of the plea of Masonry, not only for freedom, but for friendship among men. Joseph Fort...

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The Hidden Meaning

Posted by on Mar 30, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

A Mason’s ways are A type of existence, And his persistence Is as the days are Of men in the world. The future hides in it Good hap or sorrow, We pass through it— Naught there abides in it Daunting us—onward. And silent, before us, Veiled the dark portal, Goal of all mortal: Stars silent rest over us, Graves under us silent. But heard are the voices— Voices of the sages Of he world and the ages— Choose well, your choice is Brief, but yet endless. Here eyes do regard you In eternity’s stillness, Here is all fullness, Ye brave, to reward you, Work, and despair not. Johann Wolfgang Von...

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Wisdom

Posted by on Mar 2, 2018 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

When is a man a Mason? When he can look out over the rivers, the hills, and the far horizon with a profound sense of his own littleness in the vast scheme of things and yet have faith, hope, and courage. When he knows that down in his heart every man is as noble, as vile, as divine, as diabolic, and as lonely as himself, and seeks to know, to forgive, and to love his fellow man. When he knows how to sympathize with men in their sorrows, yea, even in their sins– knowing that each man fights a hard fight against many odds. When he has learned how to make friends and to keep them, and above all how to keep friends with himself. When he loves flowers, can hunt the birds without a gun, and feel the thrill of an old forgotten joy when he hears the laugh of a little child. When he can be happy and high-minded amid the meaner drudgeries of life. When starcrowned trees and the glint of sunlight on flowing waters subdue him like the thought of one much loved and long dead. When no voice of distress reaches his ears in vain, and no hand seeks his aid without response. When he finds good in every faith that helps any man to lay hold of higher things, and to see majestic meanings in life, whatever the name of that faith may be. When he can look into a wayside puddle and see something besides mud, and into the face to the most forlorn mortal and see something beyond sin. When he knows how to pray, how to love, how to hope. When he has kept faith with himself, with his fellow man, with his God; in his hand a sword for evil, in his heart a bit of a song—glad to live, but not afraid to die! In such a man, whether he be rich or poor, scholarly or unlearned, famous or obscure, Masonry has wrought her sweet ministry! Such a man has found the only real secret of Masonry, and the one which it is trying to give to all the world. Joseph Fort...

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Always a Mason

Posted by on Feb 1, 2018 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Let no king quite put off his crown; I still would have him kingly when In some old inn the king sat down To banquet with his serving-men. I love a mild and merry priest, Whom Brother toast, and neighbours prod; Yet I would have him, at the feast, A little of the man of God. So with a Mason: I would see Him somewhat of a Mason still, Though far from Lodge-rooms he may be, In court, or counting-house, or mill. Whatever garment he may doff, What ark Masonic lay aside, I would not have him quite put off The Craft he lately glorified. A soldier is a soldier though He lays the sward aside awhile. The time, the place, I do not know Man may not serve, or may not smile. I know no moment anywhere, Whatever place the place may be, A Mason may not always wear A little of is Masonry. Douglas Malloc...

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Charity

Posted by on Dec 28, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Masonic charity is not limited to simple gifts and contributions of money or other tangible material of worldly goods, although these, when necessary, are right and proper, and are included within the term of charity….True charity extends to all the wants of the great brotherhood of man. Have the cold and pitiless storms of a selfish unfeeling world beat upon the heart, charity throws around it her broad mantle of brotherly love and affection, which warms and infuses into its whole being new life and animation, and as the genial showers and summer sun cause the face of nature to smile and look glad, so the drops of genial affection and the rays of brotherly love, beaming from its benign countenance of one whose heart is prompted by the honest impulses of genuine charity, cause the soul of the recipient thereof to overflow with gratitude and joy…The true Mason is continually seeking opportunities for the exercise of those virtues—the principles of Brotherly Love, Relief, and Truth—of Faith, Hope and Charity….He knows his duties, and knowing seeks to reduce them to practice; for with him Masonry is a living reality and not theory alone. It is the practice of those virtues that he delights for he has learned that in doing good there is much joy. Is a brother afflicted and distressed, his hand is ever ready to aid and assist him, and to relieve his wants and necessities. The blessed influences of brotherly love and charity—twin daughters of Heaven—prompt him to those noble deeds of benevolence which give joy and gladness to many a weary, sad and sorrowing heart.….This is the charity which envieth not another and which puffeth not itself, which is kind and forbearing, full of long-suffering, and goodness and truth. J. Q....

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The Little Lodge of Long Ago

Posted by on Oct 23, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

he little Lodge of long ago— It wasn’t very much for show: Men met above the village store, And cotton more than satin wore, And sometimes stumbled on a word, But no one cared, or no one heard. Then tin reflectors threw the light Of Kerosene across the night And down the highway served to call The faithful to Masonic Hall. It wasn’t very much, I know The little Lodge of long ago. But, men who meet in finer halls, Forgive me if the mind recalls With love, not laughter, doors of pine, And smoky lamps that dimly shine, Regalia tarnished, garments frayed, Or cheaply bought or simply made, And floors uncarpeted, and men Whose grammar falters now and then— For Craft, or Creed, or God Himself, Is not a book upon a shelf: They have a splendor that will touch A Lodge that isn’t very much. It wasn’t very much—and yet This made it great: there Masons met— And, if a handful or a host, That always matters, matters most. The beauty of the meeting hour Is not a thing of robe or flow’r, However beautiful they seem; The greatest beauty is the gleam Of sympathy in honest eyes. A Lodge is not a thing of size, It is a thing of Brotherhood. And that aloe can make it good. Douglas...

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Truth

Posted by on Aug 30, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

No truth, for such is the nature of truth itself, can be any man’s private property, or be owned or monopolized by anybody; it is in its own essence something free, something which any man can have who desire to have it…Truth is one of the three Principal Tenets of Freemasonry…There are many truths in Freemasonry, some of them were first discovered and stated by Freemasons, but not one of them is the exclusive property of Freemasonry, because no truth can be anybody’s private property; and the mere fact that a truth is found in Freemasonry cannot mean that it differs from the same truth when found outside it; and if a truth is found outside Freemasonry, in any religion, in any science, in any country, Freemasons know themselves to be as free to know and to use it as they may desire to. Then Truth is one of the Principal Tenets is not a philosophic idea, or a scientific idea, but is an ethical idea, and this idea means that any righteous man will never try to make any truth is own property or the property of his own fraternity, or church, or party, will never lay hands on any truth to distort it or to misrepresent it to gain something for himself or his party, and will never try to prevent any other man from having any truth. This is what a righteous man does about truth; he will keep it wholly free, he will never do violence to it, he will never misrepresent it, and he will never try to keep any other man from having it. H. L....

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Echoes

Posted by on Jul 29, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Fine men have walked this way before, Whatever Lodge your Lodge may be; Whoever stands before the door, The sacred arch of Masonry, Stands where the wise, the great, the good, In their own time and place have stood. You are not Brother just with these, Your friends and neighbours; you are kin With Masons down the centuries; This room that now you enter in Has felt the tread of many feet, For here all Masonry you meet. You walk he path the great have trod, The great in heart, the great in mind, Who looked through Masonry to God, And looked through God to all mankind Learned more than word or sign or grip, Learned Man’s and God’s relationship. To him who sees, who understands, How might Masonry appears! A Brotherhood of many lands, A fellowship of many years, A Brotherhood, so great, so vast, Of all the Craft of all the past. And so I say a sacred trust Is yours to share, is yours to keep; I hear the voice of men of dust, I hear the step of men asleep; And down the endless future, too, And own shall echo after you. Douglas...

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Charity

Posted by on Jun 28, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Freemasonry has tenets peculiar to itself. They serve as testimonials of character and qualifications, which are only conferred after due course of instruction and examination. These are of no small value; they speak a universal language, and act as a passport to the attention and support of the initiated in all parts of the world. They cannot be lost as long as memory retains its power. Let the possessor of them be expatriated, shipwrecked or imprisoned, let him be stripped of everything he has got in the world, still those credentials remain, and are available for use as circumstances require. The good effects they have produced are established by the most incontestable facts of history. They have stayed the uplifted hand of the destroyer; they have softened the asperities of the tyrant; they have mitigated the horrors of captivity; they have subdues the rancor of malevolence; and broken down the barriers of political animosity and sectarian alienation. On the field of battle, in the solitudes of the uncultivated forest, or in the busy haunts of the crowded city, they have made men of the most hostile feelings, the most distant regions and diversified condition, rush to the aid of each other, and feel a special satisfaction that the have been able to afford relief to a Brother Mason. Benjamin Franklin What though a man win wealth and the applause of fame, and have not Charity, it is mothing; what though he sway the world with his eloquence and miss the high prize of “self-knowledge, self-reverence and selfcontrol,” even if men erect an obelisk of gold above his grave it is monument to a failure. He only is wise who lives a simple, sincere, faithful life, building on the Square by the Plumb, toiling in the light of Eternity. Joseph Fort...

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The Good Word

Posted by on May 22, 2017 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Our brother—aye he is our friend; We do not hold the right to chide, To flout and damn, world without end, The foibles that the past should hide. Deep hidden in his heart of hearts, Or maybe shining forth lone Is the good trait. Our censure smarts And sears till it is overthrow— Speak the good word! Speak the good word—the word that gives The newer impulse and the hope, A word the helps, and grows, and lives A Light to them that blindly grope Through all the darkness of despair. They know their faults, and know them well! Of censurings they have their share— The kind words are the ones that tell: Speak the good word! A good word is a helping hand, A coin that’s minted of fine gold; To read the rote of faults we’ve banned May loose the eager climber’s hold, Our life is short; we cannot do All we would have it comprehend, But this much, truly, I and you May do each day for the our friend— Speak the good word! Wilbur D....

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