This night two years ago I was raised to the sublime degree of Master Mason. My brother came up from Raleigh, NC to share the event with me. My first two degrees were interesting and mysterious but I had no idea just how interesting this night would be in comparison. My brother was able to step in for the Worshipful Master at the right time so he could give me that which had been lost. That was a special evening for me, a night I am sure to remember until my mental faculties are no more.
We should all think back to the nights of our degrees so we can remember how confusing it was to us as candidates but also how special it was. I remember being humbled by the spectacle of it all – the pageantry and effort, the number of people involved in an evening that was all about me. Well, me, along with another candidate, anyway. These men hardly knew us but were hard at work putting together a ritual to bring us into the fraternity.
What can we take away from all this? For one thing, the importance of mentorship, preparation for the degree and then explanation of it afterward. Also gentleness. How do we want our candidates to feel when going home that night? Should they be in awe of the mysticism of the ritual or should they be thinking of being scared, not knowing what was going on?
These are just some thoughts I had for this evening, reflecting on two years of Masonic membership.