Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this....
especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church ladies' group
bake sale in Tuscaloosa, but she forgot to do it until the last minute.
She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging
through cabinets she found an angel food cake mix and quickly made it
while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son Bryan pack up for
Scout camp. But when Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had
dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. She said, "Oh dear,
there's no time to bake another cake." This cake was so important to
Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her
new community of new friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the
house for something to build up the center of the cake. Alice found it
in the bathroom -- a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then
covered it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful,
it looked perfect!
Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for
work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and
specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at
9:30, and to buy that cake and bring it home. When the daughter arrived
at the sale, she found that the attractive perfect cake had already been
sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom.
Alice was horrified. She was beside herself. Everyone would know, what
would they think? Oh, my she wailed! She would be ostracized, talked
about, ridiculed. All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people
pointing their fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think
about the cake and she would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at
the home of a friend of a friend and try to have a good time. Alice did
not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than
once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single parent
and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa, but having already
RSVP'd she could not think of a believable excuse to stay home. The meal
was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South and to
Alice's horror, the CAKE in question was presented for dessert.
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake, she
started, out of her chair to rush to tell her hostess all about it, but
before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "What a
beautiful cake!" Alice, who was still stunned, sat back in her chair
when she heard the hostess
(who was a prominent church member) say, Thank you, I baked it myself."
Alice smiled and thought to herself, "GOD is good."
