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Over the last two months we have discussed the difficult task of finding meaning in this often confusing world while simultaneously engaging in a daily practice of cultivating harmony with all those whom we encounter herein. It naturally follows, then, that the next step of our journey should be a discussion of choosing.

We are reminded in the First Degree that the traditions and customs of our Order have always been in accord with those of the ancient Egyptian philosophers.

Ever since I was an impressionable young lad I have had this passage from the Bible memorized: Ezekiel 25:17, “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.

What an amazing time to be a Mason. This is the time of year that we gather together to celebrate the wonders of our Brother. We attend Installations and I have yet to have experienced running into as many members of Exemplar out visiting as I have in the last month.

A cursory examination of the list of famous Freemasons provides us with an impressive group of men who were, if we are to accept history, driving forces in the study of the sciences, humanities and more.

Like the struggling artist who toiled through life and found no success until he was dead, we rarely hear all the good there is to say about a brother until he has passed to the Grand Lodge above.

The character of a Masonic lodge clearly reflects the nature of the men who have knelt at her altar. Leaders among these men, many of whom may never accept an appointment to office, remain the driving force behind any lodge that is apt to meet its potential.

Ok, I have been slacking. I made a promise to write frequently and have fallen short. There are a million reasons. Each acceptable and each merely an excuse. That is the way I find life is often, I am always busy but is it always fulfilling.

It is impossible for anyone to know precisely what a candidate is searching for when he approaches the lodge room door for the first time. Nor will he have a clear idea of that for which he seeks, given that we of the brotherhood go to such great lengths to ensure that he does not know what goes on inside.

Thought for today, inspired by Oliver Sack's memoir, Uncle Tungsten: