TITLE: Pink Elephants
By Marilyn Klunder
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“Look, Mom, look!” Wendy exclaimed. “ It’s a pink elephant.” The little girl ran towards the crowd of people that stood in front of the elephants den.
Just outside the elephants den stood the papa elephant who was picking up straw with his trunk and putting it in his mouth. By the little pond stood the momma elephant who was spraying herself off with the water from the pond. Beside the momma elephant stood the little baby elephant and sure enough, he was pink. He wasn’t a fleshy pink or light pink but a bright, hot, light up the day pink.
The crowd of people stood and stared. Some laughed and pointed their fingers. Some shied away as if it might be a catchy disease, and some were downright mean and saying bad things to the little elephant.
“Look, it’s a freak,” yelled one person.
The little pink elephant became very sad. “I don’t like these people staring and laughing at me. I know what I’ll do,” the little elephant said, “I’ll use the leaves on this bush to cover my bright, hot, light up the day pink skin.”
The little elephant used his trunk to reach the limbs on the tree and covered himself from front to back.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch.” Every time the little pink elephant moved the branches on his skin would pinch or scratch him.
“This isn’t very comfortable,” He said. With a loud blow of his trunk he shook off the branches.
“Ahhh,” He said. “That feels much better.”
The little elephant thought for a moment. “I know, I’ll cover myself with this mud.”
The little elephant rolled in the mud to cover his bright, hot, light up the day pink skin. The little elephant walked around covered in mud. As the mud dried he began to feel stiff and it became very hard for him to move.
“Carrying this mud around is heavy. I can barely move,” he said. All of a sudden it began to rain and the mud was washed away.
“Whew, I’m glad that is over,” the little elephant exclaimed.
The little elephant looked around for something else to cover up his bright, hot, light up the day pink skin. He tried flowers but that made him sneeze. He tried straw but that made him itch. He tried everything! Nothing felt comfortable.
Wendy watched as the elephant tried to cover himself.
“Why do you want to cover yourself?" Wendy asked. "I think you are beautiful!”
“But everyone stares at me and I look different from all the other elephants.” The little pink elephant complained. “I wish I looked like everyone else.”
“Being pink doesn’t make you bad; God just made you different that’s all. You should be happy that you stand out from all the rest. That makes you special!” Wendy smiled. Then she began to sing…
“This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.”
The little elephant began to sing too! And when they were done singing the crowd clapped and smiled.
“Hey, I don’t feel sad anymore. I like being me!” The bright, hot, light up the day pink elephant proudly lifted his head and stood as the crowd of people came to stare.
Jesus wants you to stand out in a crowd just like the pink elephant. Don’t cover yourself up or try to be something you are not. Be who God made you to be, a light shining bright.
Matt 5:16 says “In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.” (from New International Version)
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