Love of Country

Posted by on Apr 1, 2019 in Masonic Mouse |

Be faithful to your country, and prefer its dignity and honour to any degree of popularity and honour for yourself onsulting its interest rather than your own, and rather than the pleasure and gratification of the people, which are often at variance with their welfare. The true Mason identifies the honour of his country with his own. Nothing more conduces to the beauty and glory of one’s country than the preservation against all enemies of its civil and religious liberty. The world will never willingly let die the names of those patriots who in her different ages have received upon their own breasts the blows aimed by insolent enemies at the bosom of their country. But it also conduces, and in no small measure, to the beauty and glory one’s country, that justice should be always administered there to all alike, and neither denied, sold, or delayed to any one. And he who labours, often against reproach and obloquy, and oftener against indifference and apathy, to bring about that fortunate condition of things when that great code of divine law should be everywhere and punctually obeyed, is no less a patriot than he who bares his bosom to the hostile steel in the ranks of his country’s soldiery. For Fortitude is no only seen resplendent on the field of battle and amid the clash of arms, but he displays its energy under every diffi culty and against every assailant. He who wars against cruelty, oppression, and hoary abuses, fights for his country’s honour, which these things soil; and her honour is as important as her existence. Often, indeed, the warfare against those abuses which disgrace one’s county is quite as hazardous and more discouraging than that against her enemies in the field; and merits equal, of not greater reward. Defend weakness against strength, the friendless against the great, the oppressed against the Oppressor! Be ever vigilant and watchful of the interests and honour of your country! And may the Grand Architect of the Universe give you that strength and wisdom which shall enable you well and faithfully to perform these high duties! Albert...

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Be On Guard

Posted by on Mar 4, 2019 in Masonic Mouse |

Round the ancient Lodges, Men were set on guard, North and south and east and west, Keeping watch and ward. Silent, steady, sleepless, Keen of ear and eye— On the pathway where they stood No one might creep by. As the covenanters In each hidden glen Kept a watch and ward without, Posted earnest men— Not as shield of evil, Be it understood: But they knew to keep the faith They must guard the good. Near the ancient Lodges None might come to see; None might come to listen there Save a sign gave he, For the ancient Lodges, As those of today, Kept the outer, creeping folk Very far away. But, today, each Mason Has a duty high: He must stand, a sentinel To all that come nigh; He must guard Freemasonry, Must protect its name As he would his gate or door, Or a woman’s name. How, then, shall we do this? Word and deed must bear Evidence of what is in Compass, plumb and square! So that they who watch us In the daily crowd Shall proclaim that Masonry Is high, and clean, and proud! Wilbur D....

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Masonic Charity

Posted by on Nov 29, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

Brethren: Due to the fires in California for the last few years, this, on Masonic Charity, is more relevant than ever. So I am repeating it this month. MASONIC CHARITY Masonic charity is not limited to simple gifts and contributions of money or other tangible material of worldly good, 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 delight 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 want and necessities. The blessed influences of brotherly love and charity—twin daughters of Heaven—prompt him to those novble 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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Masonic Charity

Posted by on Oct 29, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

Masonic charity is not limited to simple gifts and contributions of money or other tangible material of worldly good, 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 delight 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 want 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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Always a Mason

Posted by on Jun 21, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

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 roast, 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 Loge-rooms he may be, In court, or counting-house or mill. Whatever garment he may doff What mark Masonic lay aside, I would not have him quite put off The Craft he lately glorified. A soldier is a soldier though He lay the sword 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 his Masonry. Douglas...

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The Light In The Temple

Posted by on Jun 4, 2018 in Masonic Mouse |

In the ancient days of story, When the fathers sought the light, And the temple’s golden glory Blazed on old Moriah’s height; Deep within the sacred portals Of that holy house of prayer, Thrilling awed and trembling mortals, Burned a mystic brightness there. Day and night its glow extended Thru the calm religious gloom, While the long-robed priests attended In the consecrated room. ‘Twas the pure Shekinah gleaming,— Symbol of the eternal God, As His Light, ‘mid darkness beaming, Dwells within the human clod. Tell me, brother, as you travel On the rugged earthly way, Should the Master Builder’s gavel Sound your final call today; As your weary feet are turning At the summons to depart, Can you find the God-light burning In the temple of your heart? Could you find the clear rays brightly Showing a record called “Well done,”— Telling good deeds wrought uprightly, Battles fought and victories won? Has the pure divine example Been for you the better part, Safely lodged within the temple Of a true Masonic heart? Let your willing hands be doing Daily for a brother’s needs, Thus the sacred flame renewing With the oil of kindly deeds. Keep your temple swept and garnished With your tenets’ rule divine, And your light, its ray untarnished, Thru the night will ever shine. Carl W....

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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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