Every member's journey through Freemasonry is different. As time passes and men change with age, so, too, does their perspective of Freemasonry. We have here a perspective of the Grand Lodge, a current candidate, and a 25-year veteran Past Master, followed by our guest submission. We would invite you to submit your perspective, and if you do, keep it short and thoughtful; attach a small picture of yourself if you like; and give your lodge and date of initiation.
It’s not so much that Freemasonry is the oldest and largest fraternal organization in the world; but that it is what the fraternity holds for the individual that has kept it functioning for centuries and established on every part of the globe. It is not so much that Freemasonry is a non-political, non-religious group of men, but that it is a society that believes that tolerance of another’s view of government and nature is to be preserved, unchallenged and who strive to maintain and live by the globally recognized qualities of good character.
Our character or our moral fiber is, or should be, that within our hearts and minds that we live by. The golden rule is but the beginning; as we should strive to be, by precept and example, what civilized society could be. These traits cannot be put on or taken off by whim or circumstance. They are not a public face or reserved for the deserving, only. They are what you see in a mirror.
In our daily lives, from work to recreation, from family to stranger, the promises that we have made to ourselves and to each other must be foremost in every thought, word and deed. The theme this year is a reminder of those obligations, charges and tenets. If we choose to call ourselves Freemasons, then we must be Freemasons, every day and in every way.
I've known a couple of Masons and spent lots of time with their family. Salt of the earth kind of people.
Didn't think about it much until one day when Ron and I were up by Cold Springs and my truck broke down. Lucky it was right across the road from the only tavern in town. I noticed as we crossed the road the faded 'Masonic Lodge' sign on the building in the back. It didn't look like it had been used in years.
Well there was no one there but the barkeep, and we told him about the truck, and asked how to get a tow truck out here, and if there was even a phone we could use. Then we asked about the lodge in back, "... cuz' we know a couple of 'em - I think Ron's dad is one ..."
I never expected what happened next. The barkeep said "Let me make a couple of calls". We paid for a couple of beers and when we asked about change for the phone he said "Your money's no good here. You can use this phone when I'm done."
We hadn't finished our beers before a couple of guys showed up, and then a few more. All of 'em Masons. We tried all kinds of things to get the truck running, but eventually had to call home to have someone come get us.
A few months after Ron joined, I signed up too. I had to take a break in my degrees, but I can't wait to finish up so I can get back up to Cold Springs and thank the strangers who turned out to be my brothers.
I've always been one to stop and help people who look like they could use a hand. I think it's special to know there's other men like me I can count on. My grandpa was a Mason, and I sure wish he could have seen me take my 3rd Degree before he died.
Albert Pike put our lives in perspective with this observation -
To sow, that others may reap; to work and plant for those who are to occupy the earth when we are dead; to project our influences far into the future and live beyond our time; to rule as Kings of Thought over men who are yet unborn; to bless with the glorious gifts of Truth and Light and Liberty those who will neither know the name of the giver, nor care in what grave his unregarded ashes repose, is the true office of a Mason and the proudest destiny of a man.Morals and Dogma