Porter Lodge Chronicles

In recent months, there has been much hate and rage in the social media webs. I confess, I have been fed up with all of this nonsense for a while now, and have posted to some forums with words that don't make it past the Square and Compasses. What got me back on the path?
I haven't been able to go to lodge lately, and have been looking online for podcasts and videos made by brothers from all jurisdictions. The common message of late is this: would what you are about to post answer the three questions before speaking positively? Would you say it to this person's face if you were in front of them?
So, here is a Masonic lesson we could all take a moment to read.

Yesterday, while grabbing my electric board and surfing Facebook. I saw a post on a pretty popular page (No, I will not say which one) that set me back and frankly irked me more than a little bit. But, thinking about it a minute, maybe the post served its intended purpose. Because here I am talking about it.
The image was (AI-created) of a young man laughing, in a suit and tie, with the appearance of having been diagnosed with Down syndrome. I know this, as one of the hashtags was in fact Down syndrome. The question was “Will He Be Accepted?”

Brethren, tonight I wish to speak with you about something simple yet profound: prayer. In Masonry we are builders, not merely of physical structures, but of inner temples composed of character, virtue, and service. Just as every operative builder requires plans and scaffolding, the speculative Mason needs guidance and support for his moral and spiritual construction. Prayer, in this sense, is the quiet architect of the soul. It frames our thoughts, humbles our hearts, and reminds us of the Great Architect of the Universe, under whose canopy we labor.

Born on February 26, 1830, in Lafayette, Indiana, to John and Sarah (McCarl) McClelland. Within a year, the family relocated to Saint Joseph County where John helped found the city of South Bend. John served as treasurer of Saint Joseph County but died in 1840, leaving his widow and children destitute.