A place to ponder over the sublime mysteries of Ancient Craft Masonry, and those things appendant to it or influenced by it.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Masonry as a Refuge
Sometimes I feel like an outcast. I bring it upon myself because I'm just ... very strange. My beliefs are very different from many of the people I associate with. But, I feel comfort in the Lodge some how. I wonder, though, how good of a refuge Masonry really is? How sincere is the brotherhood when it becomes tested? If it is possible to lose this bond while living according to the dictates of your conscience, and according to the laws of the fraternity and the laws of the land, then is there some other place where such a fellowship does exist? We learn that we are first made Masons in our hearts. I guess I'm looking to find what it is that can be written upon our soul, our hearts, that we can cherish and know that it can never, ever be taken from us? Where is that kind of assurance, if anywhere?