Making a Good Man Better: The Rough Ashlar

by Bro. Adi Azhar Majid Afendi

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Looking back on my journey since my initiation in January 2024, I truly comprehend what this famous Masonic maxim means in practice.

​Walking into the Lodge for the first few times was an awe-inspiring but daunting experience. Surrounded by so much history and tradition, I realised I was very much the Rough Ashlar, a stone that, while hopefully sound at its core, was still very much in its natural, unrefined state. I hadn't joined this ancient fraternity to become someone else entirely. Rather, I was there to find the right environment, the right tools, and the right light to chip away the rough edges of my own character.

​Being raised to the sublime degree of Master Mason later that same year was a profound milestone, but the journey there was made possible by genuine mentorship and friendship filled with brotherly love.

​Learning the intricate traditions and moral lessons is a steep climb, and a rough stone is certainly not shaped overnight. I am incredibly grateful to the experienced Brethren who recognised this reality. They were never quick to judge, chastise, or become impatient when I inevitably stumbled, forgot a protocol, or misunderstood a complex tradition as a new Brother.

​Instead of facing harsh criticism or rigid expectations, I found brethren who offered guidance with immense patience and brotherly love. They did not do the hard work of self-improvement for me; rather, they handed me the working tools - the common gavel of conscience and the chisel of moral education - and showed me how to use them constructively to shape my own life.

They gave me patient direction. Helping me grasp the deeper moral lessons through gentle correction and shared wisdom, rather than pointing out flaws.

​They guided me with steadfast support. Standing beside me and giving me the grace to smooth out my own Rough Ashlar at a pace that was right for my own development, ensuring I truly understood each step.

​They showed me the meaning of true fellowship. Welcoming me so warmly that I quickly found my rightful place within the great building of society.

​Every Worshipful Master was once an Entered Apprentice who needed a guiding hand. Having experienced this supportive guidance from the brethren of this District firsthand, I am reminded of how we must treat the newer Brethren joining us today. It is through this patience and empathy that the timeless endeavour of making good men better continues to thrive, generation after generation.

I still have much to learn. Thank you for being there.

BL, R & T. Always.