Monday, September 16, 2013

The Baptist White Lie Cake

Have you ever told a white lie?

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 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!"

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."