I Thought I Had It Figured Out

WOW! I started my mentoring this last week and well this may take some time! My mentor is very patient with me, but it just doesn't seem to be sinking in yet. I guess we will see this week if I remember anything.

Sadly my job is taking me away for a few days to Chicago. I might look forward to traveling again once I know I can visit lodges where I'm sent but until then its just getting in the way!

Im looking foward to next Saturday after I get home! My much better half and I have signed up for a class in making stained glass. Its something we have both been interested in, and for some reason Ive grown more interested since I decided to join the Craft!

In the mean time, Brother J. Hulin from Pine Lodge #642 in Kountze, TX wrote this and gave me permission to post it here. I think its a wonder poem and well worth the time to read!

"Why I am a Mason"
by J. Hulin

Why are you a Mason?
The man asked me.
Why is that something
that you desire to be?

Well, I stood up straight
and looked him in the eye.
You want to know about what I am,
Mister, I'll tell you why.

Mason's are builders of men.
From good to better.
Brothers who know their work
and history to the letter.

We attend our lodge
to build a band
of friendship, brotherhood, and unity
to spread throughout this great land.

We go about our lives
with our working tools in hand.
Our honor goes before us
and by our obligations we stand.

We give great thanks
to the lessons we learn.
To pursue knowledge in the
days ahead, is what we all yearn.

We are proud to be initiated,
passed, and raised.
So we may travel the road in the east
the Masons before us have blazed.

These A certificate Brothers
whose message and lectures are clear.
They whisper to us wise council
and pass it from mouth to ear.

Though the world may think us strange
and that we are shrouded in mystery,
to our traditions we hold true
for we are rooted in our history.

We say what we mean
and mean what we say.
From the path of right conduct
and pure hearts, never will we stray.

We pursue our labors
during the course of the day.
And in our homes at night
we rest where we lay.

We meet with one another
in our aprons white.
Providing faith, hope, and charity
in our pursuit of light.

Until time catches up with us
and no longer passes by.
By the grace of God,
we attend that Grand Lodge in the sky.

And that I say is why I am a Mason
and now my words are done.
Now a question for you sir,
why arent you one?

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Until next time, remember:

The lessons come from the journey... So Mote It Be!