Friday, 11 May 2018

Are you just a Mason, or a just Mason?


*Reprinted from "The Lee Sin Times: The official newsletter of the Alfonso Lee Sin Masonic Lodge No. 158, Free and Accepted Masons, May 2018 issue"

VIEWS FROM THE ALTAR
by: Bro. Dennis C. Uy, PM, PDGL

Are you just a Mason, or a just Mason?

The recent episode during the 102nd Annual Communication in Davao City demonstrated some of the qualities, and deficiencies, we have as Masons. After all has been said and done, how each player in the great debate demonstrated, not only his character, but more importantly, how well the lessons and teaching of our craft has been ingrained in their hearts.

They say that each person has his own character and set of values. But we, as Free and Accepted Masons, are united not only by a mystic tie that binds each and every one of us, but by the universal symbolism
and allusions of our fraternity, taught to each and every one who has traveled through the same rough and rugged road.

One of the most important teachings of our fraternity are the four Cardinal Virtues: Temperance, Fortitude, Prudence and Justice. The Four Cardinal Virtues of Freemasonry provide a framework for daily living and serve as a guide for our relationship with God and our fellow man. Thus these virtues are essential to Freemasonry. Perhaps this is why they are introduced in the Entered Apprentice Lecture, to provide a foundation upon which to build the lessons of Freemasonry.


For this article, allow me to refresh our memories and understanding of the Four Cardinal Virtues so they may always remain our guide in our daily lives.

“Temperance is that due restraint upon our affections and passions which renders the body tame and governable, and frees the mind from the allurements of vice. This virtue should be the constant practice of every Mason, as he is thereby taught to avoid excess, or the contracting of any licentious or vicious habit, the indulgence of which might lead him to disclose some of those valuable secrets which he has promised to conceal and never reveal, and which would consequently subject him to the contempt and detestation of all good Masons.” Temperance represents restraint. The Mason must control his passions and desires. He must practice restraint in all things and avoid excess. He must exercise caution in his action, speech, thought, feeling, judgment, and life.

“Fortitude is that noble and steady purpose of mind, whereby we are enabled to undergo any pain, peril, or danger, when prudentially deemed expedient. This virtue is equally distant from rashness and cowardice; and, like the former, should be deeply impressed upon the mind of every Mason, as a safeguard against any illegal attack that may be made, by force or otherwise, to extort from him any of those valuable secrets with which he has been so solemnly entrusted, and which were emblematically represented upon his first admission into the Lodge.” Courage is another name for fortitude. For the Mason, fortitude symbolizes more than physical courage. It also represents moral courage. The Mason must have the strength and ability to make a decision based upon his own moral convictions and stick to it regardless of the consequences. The Mason must exhibit the highest moral and ethical principles in his life and standby those principles when society looks unfavorably upon those principles.

“Prudence teaches us to regulate our lives and actions agreeably to the dictate of reason, and is that habit by which we wisely judge, and prudentially determine, on all things relative to our present, as well as our future happiness. This virtue should be the peculiar characteristic of every Mason, not only for the government of his conduct while in the Lodge, but also when abroad in the world. It should be particularly attended to in all strange and mixed companies, never to let fall the least sign, token, or word, whereby the secrets of Masonry might be unlawfully obtained.” In its most comprehensive sense, prudence implies not only caution but also the ability to judge in advance the probable consequences of one’s actions. It also symbolizes wisdom in the conduct of one’s activities. Wisdom of mind and soul comes from thought, study and circumspection. It brings the Mason closer to God. Prudence reminds the Mason to reflect upon the moral and social consequences of his activities and his relationship to his Creator.

“Justice is that standard, or boundary of right, which enables us to render to every man his just due, without distinction. This virtue is not only consistent with Divine and human laws, but is the very cement and support of civil society; and as justice in a great measure, constitutes the real good man, so should it be the invariable practice of every Mason never to deviate from the minutest principles thereof.” Justice symbolizes equality for the Mason. The Mason should govern his own actions, have them judged openly, and his conduct towards others should be without deception. He should undertake actions because he desires to and not because he is forced to. His actions should be unselfish and self-sacrificing.

We pride ourselves on being a Mason. In fact some of us wear it on our sleeves, figuratively, and in our bodies, physically, whether it be in our clothing, jewelry, homes or cars. But the best way to wear our pride in being Masons is in our hearts, in the way we treat our fellowmen, and in the way we conduct our dealings.

Yes, we are Masons. But let us ask ourselves; am I just a Mason, or a just Masons?



Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Finally earned my first legit ultra buckle! The Bataan Death March 160 Ultra Marathon (BDM160)

Last January 25, 2015, I crossed the finish line of the Bataan Death March 160 Ultra Marathon at the Capas National Shrine to earn my first 100-miler ultra marathon finisher's buckle! The story on this amazing journey to follow! :)


Thursday, 31 January 2013

Pre-Marathon Disaster!

Murphy's Law states that: "If something could go wrong, it will go wrong!"

Barely a week before the Condura Skyway Marathon 2013, something did go wrong! After 16 weeks of religious training, long hours on the road, early morning battles against wanting to sleep a little longer at dawn and countless injuries, the last 7 days before the marathon should be simple. Rest, hydrate and STAY HEALTHY! But unfortunately, disaster struck!

Last Saturday night, I felt a familiar itch in my throat. Before going down with a cold or flu, I always seem to have that advance warning, an annoying itch at the back of my throat. Usually, I'd panic and start drinking lots of fluids, spray Kamilosan in my throat and mega-dose on Vitamin C. But after months of staying healthy and in tip-top shape, I dismissed this ominous sign and put it aside thinking, "Nah, it's nothing! I feel great and I'm in good shape!"

Sunday came and it was time for my last long run before tapering for the week. But the itch in my throat was still there. Still, I felt I could shake it off with a run. So off I went for a short 12k run. Everything felt fine. I was able to run in good time and felt great after the run. I hydrated properly, but took some pain-killers for good measure. Things were going dandy the whole morning, and then, it came out of nowhere and blindsided me. By late afternoon, I had a splitting headache and congested upper respiratory tract and was coughing heavily. By night fall, I was getting the chills. Still, I thought to myself, I could shake this off. The wifey, my personal doctor, was recommending I get started on an antibiotic regimen for good measure to head-off any infection. She was aware I was running a marathon in less than a week. But I told her it's nothing and that I could shake it off with lots of fluid and some vitamin C.

Monday morning was horrible! I started spitting out thick phlegm and was feeling very weak. The itch on may throat became a full-blown problem. I felt like swallowing coarse sand every time I try to swallow and I was coughing profusely! I started taking medicine for the symptoms as advised by the wifey, but I still refused to get started on antibiotics. I've bounced back from this before, and knowing that it's taper week, and I believed my body would cope!

Monday night came, and things took a turn for the worst! I was running (no pun intended) a low-grade fever by night fall. My body was in pain and my muscles and joints were screaming! I hardly slept and kept waking up shivering!

By morning, I began taking antibiotics to combat whatever it is I contracted. This was when I began worrying about the marathon. Could I still run on Sunday, or do I withdraw? I started feeling very sad. All the work I've put in to this thing was going to waste! All the hours spent on the road...

I didn't know what to do or what to think. I haven't experience running sick before and I didn't know what to expect in the next few days. Aware that I still have 5 days before the gun start, I wasn't sure if that is time enough to recover physically.

Then, I started feeling depressed. I wanted to find encouragement. I wanted to hear someone, somewhere that they too have been on the same boat before and pulled through afterwards. I just need to know that it can be done! So where else to look for encouragement? My Facebook world of course! I posted a comment on one of my favorite FB running page  I <3 to Run, and sure enough, someone did reply! 



Mindy Martin Creed's comment was just what I needed! Someone who actually was sick, but still managed to run a marathon, and the best she has yet! At the back of my mind, I knew it could be done! I knew that the human spirit is stronger than the body. I running, I knew that the saying "the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak" DOES NOT apply! But I just wanted to hear it straight from someone who has been there. I just needed the extra assurance. And here it was! 

Encouragement from friends on Facebook was the icing on this cake! Getting much well wishes was a welcome push for me in the right direction!

By Wednesday morning, I was feeling much better. Fever and headache were gone. I felt energized, although I was still coughing and felt that my chest was still breathing tight. I've started taking some medicines for the coughing and hoping that it clears up on time. I'm still on antibiotics until today, my last dose. And hopefully by tomorrow, I could do a short 3k run just to remind my legs that they are speedy!

With what happened, I may have to kiss my target time goodbye, but I've started to play this new mantra in my mind over and over again: "TRUST YOUR TRAINING! TRUST YOUR TRAINING!". Will Sunday's marathon be my best run? The answer is, well, maybe, but definitely not no! 

I still don't know how my body will perform on Sunday. But I can be sure I will give it my best shot! The human body is a fascinating piece of machinery, a wonder of engineering. But what is more astounding is the software that comes with it, the human spirit! 

I keep telling myself that perhaps, this sickness is actually a software upgrade from the Great Programmer in the heavens! I may think that there are little kinks and bugs here and there, but I trust Him that what He has uploaded in my heart is the perfect "killer running app" for me! God is good! <3

Race report will come next week! Wish me luck! =)



Tuesday, 15 January 2013

What I pick up on the road!

Yesterday afternoon, while on a run from Pozorrubio to Manaoag, I picked-up another coin along the road somewhere in Brgy. Malasin in Pozorrubio. It was a 25 centavo coin, my first for the year!


























Every so often, I pick up a lot of things on the road, mostly loose change. Last year, I picked-up about 5 pesos worth of coins. Not much, but if you believe in the saying "hindi napupulot ang pera sa kalsada" (money cannot be found on the road), then 5 pesos is a lot! 

They say coins picked-up on the road are lucky. For me, I don't spend the coins I pick-up on the road. I keep them in a little jar and treat is as a small treasure, to cherish and remind me of how rare it is to find beautiful and valuable things on the road.

Aside from coins, I've picked up some curios things on the road. Bracelets, earrings, buttons, marbles, etc. These are the things that I've only noticed on the road, the result of a fleeting glance. Usually, I concentrate on the run and keep my eyes about 20-30 feet in front of me. So imagine the things... and the coins, I've probably missed while running.

I've come to learn some lessons in the things I pick-up on the road while running:

In life, it is very similar! We sometimes notice and pick-up valuable things in our journey through life. But sometimes, we concentrate too much on other things happening in our lives that we fail to notice all of the valuable things strewn along the path of our life! So keep a watchful eye on gems on the road. They could be friends, love, opportunities, etc. Learn to enjoy the path of life and the treasures along the path!

Like the coins, we should also treasure and cherish each and every beautiful and valuable thing we pick-up along our journey through life. Never let them go because they are few and far between! For me, they are God's gift to us as we journey through life.

Lastly, no matter how great your pace is, even if your are running to achieve a PR (personal record), even though to can't stop because you are chasing time... always stop for these treasures and gems on the road. They may not be there on your way back! 

In life, like in running, it is not about the destination but the journey!

Tuesday, 18 September 2012

Takbo Kay Kristo 2012

Get ready for the biggest Fun Run in Pozorrubio, Pangasinan!
Takbo Kay Kristo 2012 - November 3, 2012 (Saturday)
For more details, watch this space or like: http://www.facebook.com/TakboKayKristo2012



Tuesday, 3 July 2012

The road does not discriminate.

It doesn't matter if you are rich or poor; fast or slow; young or old; heavy or thin. The road will always welcome you. I won't judge you for who you are or where you  have been. All it cares about is where it will take you. All that matters to it is how hard you try to beat yourself today. You are a runner and the road is your friend!


Monday, 2 July 2012

You know you're a runner...

these things take a whole new meaning when you have joined a marathon.
when i was still in public office, these things hold honors and titles to my chest. but now, they hold a much more important thing every time i stand on the starting corral... my race bib! =)