A Pink Welcome

When I saw the “a vendre” sign, I had to have it! Carolyn would have understood. Her pink Cadillac had been a hand-me down from her sister who’d made a name for herself in Mary Kay sales. Carolyn drove the flashy pink Cadillac just to shock her preacher and her co-parishioners. To them, being too enthusiastic about God was just as vulgar as driving a pink car! But people like me who looked like they didn’t belong in a Manhattan church understood. Now as a missionary, I knew I had to spend my last dime on this welcoming pink boat!

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27 thoughts on “A Pink Welcome”

    1. Of course, but there is a sense in which classism in certain wealthy churches (as in other parts of society) marginalize those they think are vulgar and a pink Cadillac is just a symbol of that.

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    1. Making comfortable those who feel as if they don’t “belong” socially is tricky. I do like it when the “right sort” get sorted out, though, but that’s going into sheep and goat territory 🙂

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  1. Dear Dora,

    Love the Mary Kay reference. I never came close to earning a pink Cadillac. Ah well. Nothing wrong with extravagance if it’s aimed in the right direction. I don’t think God wants us walking around with chins dragging the ground to appear pious. Lovely story.



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    1. Dear Rochelle,

      I quite agree! Making a joyful splash of pink for the Lord can bring about much more piety within and without than any amount of hypocrisy. I miss my friend who drove the pink Cadillac. She died more than a year back. But I know she rose to her peace.❤️

      Thank you for your kind comment, Rochelle.

      Aleichem shalom,


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