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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 the morning of the bake sale and after
rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake
mix and quickly made it while drying her hair,
dressing, and helping her son pack for Scout camp.
When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had
dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. She
thought, "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.
Alice found it in the bathroom - a roll of toilet
paper. She plunked it in and 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 moment it
opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home.
When Amanda arrived at the sale, she found the
attractive, perfect cake had already been sold. She
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, and 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 and bridal shower at the home of a fellow
church member and just try to have a good time.
Alice did not want to attend because the hostess was a
snob who more than once had looked down her nose at
Alice because she 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
ab out 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."
Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa, but forgot to do
it until the last minute.
She remembered the morning of the bake sale and after
rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake
mix and quickly made it while drying her hair,
dressing, and helping her son pack for Scout camp.
When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had
dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. She
thought, "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.
Alice found it in the bathroom - a roll of toilet
paper. She plunked it in and 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 moment it
opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home.
When Amanda arrived at the sale, she found the
attractive, perfect cake had already been sold. She
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, and 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 and bridal shower at the home of a fellow
church member and just try to have a good time.
Alice did not want to attend because the hostess was a
snob who more than once had looked down her nose at
Alice because she 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
ab out 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."