It's 1:17pm and I'm sitting at the workplace barely able to maintain focus. I've carried a secret that I knew when brought to the light would definitely cause problems for me and my family. I've shared it with most but kept it from my mother and that is being a freemason. After visiting the Prince Hall Grand Lodge of Florida last weekend and seeing many of the great and admirable contributions made to the world by Prince Hall Masons, I knew that I could no longer keep it a secret. This new found knowledge was something to be proud of and did not deserve to be kept a secret.
Unfortunately, my mother's though process about Freemasonry and the members that inhabit the organization aren't of a positive perspective. Perhaps my grandfather set a bad example as a freemason and it's brought grief to me regarding my membership. So many rumors and interesting things she has heard about the Masons made it an organization that I should have not pursued. Most actions that I took in life I've always been able to defend with well researched opinions and thoughts; however, when my decisions are opposed on the stance of religion and my soul being fought for by the devil is when I take a silent tongue. I really can't say anything further. Why? Because who am I to say someone is not truly coming in the name of the lord.
Seemingly since that conversation has taken place, everything around me has been crumbling. Now I have two options. I can sit and watch the world crumble and cry after it's all done or I can stand calmly in the midst of the storms around me and patiently wait to begin picking up the pieces. I choose to take the second option. I can testify that I am breathing slowly because I'm trying to be cautious. I don't want to be the cause of having to pick up and clean up anymore broken pieces. Enough damage has been caused in my personal life based off the decisions I've rendered. So many people I've damaged with these decisions and I won't ignore the fact that many people have damaged me as well. Perhaps it's just some of the stops I have to take on my journey through manhood.
Nonetheless, God is truly faithful to those he loves and I know he has not forgotten me through this period of tribulation.
I'm Out...
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I can relate with you on a lot of different levels. However, this is one reason that I could never become a Mason. I gave my mother my word.
ReplyDeleteIn the long run it's our final say, if we believe something will enhance or better our life why not go for it?! Our family doesn't have to accept it, but always cherish the moments spent.
Acceptance is important, but the love and respent from a family member or loved one is priceless.