2nd December 2016 - May his tribe increase..

Thought for the day: "What doesn't kill you gives you a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms and a dark sense of humour.."

I have had a busy week, Monday was Chapter, Tuesday Craft Installation, Wednesday rehearsals, Thursday Scarlet Cord and Secret Monitor - and today .. I do nto have anythign to learn!!
That is a strange feeling .. so I will share Leigh Hunt's poem...
James Henry Leigh Hunt (19 October 1784 – 28 August 1859)

Abou Ben Adhem
By Leigh Hunt... 

 

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)

Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,

And saw, within the moonlight in his room,

Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,

An angel writing in a book of gold:—

Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,

And to the presence in the room he said,

"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,

And with a look made of all sweet accord,

Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."

"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"

Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,

But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,

Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night

It came again with a great wakening light,

And showed the names whom love of God had blest,

And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest. 

Well - I won't have to repeat that for a while - though it is a moving tale..

On other masonic matters I came across this little picture of the two Grand Masters

But today I have been doing the paperwork that goes with  all these hobbies of mine..
But now getting ready to go to St Briavels Castle - for the Black Company in Barracks - could be cold !

So - Cheers!