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Bishop Joseph E. Strickland: A Mother’s Love – Brown Pelican Society of Lousiana

Bishop Joseph E. Strickland: A Mother’s Love

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By Bishop Joseph E. Strickland, Bishop Emeritus, Pillars of Faith, May 29, 2026

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There are certain sounds that stay with us all our lives.

The soft voice of a mother singing beside a bed. The creak of a rocking chair in the quiet of the evening. The whisper of bedtime prayers. The sound of footsteps coming quickly when a child cries in the night.

Many of us remember nursery rhymes and lullabies long after we have forgotten so many other things. There is something about the voice of a mother that settles deeply into the soul. Even elderly men and women, after long lives and many years, will sometimes call out for their mother in moments of sickness or fear. Because somewhere deep within us is the memory of what it felt like to be protected – to be watched over – to belong completely to someone who loved us before we had done anything to deserve it.

A mother’s love shapes a child long before the child understands it. She is there for scraped knees and fevers and nightmares. She is there teaching little hands how to fold in prayer. She is there saying things children hear so often they almost become part of the walls of the house. …

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