[Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all
of you ladies who bake for church events]
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies’ Group in
Tuscaloosa, but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the
morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an
angel food cake mix & quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and
helping her son pack up for Scout camp.
When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the
cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, “Oh dear, there is not time
to bake another cake!”
This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her
new church, and in her new community of friends. So, being inventive, she
looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake.
She 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.
And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for
work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some money and specific
instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30 and to buy
the cake and bring it home.
When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found 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? She would be ostracized, talked
about, ridiculed!
All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing fingers at
her and talking about her behind her back. The next day, Alice promised
herself she would try not to think about the cake and would attend the fancy
luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a fellow church member and try to have
a good time. She 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 couldn’t 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 tell the hostess all about it, but before she could get to her
feet, the Mayor’s wife said, “what a beautiful cake!”
Alice, 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.”
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”