{"id":17992,"date":"2012-01-15T10:53:13","date_gmt":"2012-01-15T15:53:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/horizonsmagazine.com\/blog\/?p=17992"},"modified":"2015-08-06T18:14:02","modified_gmt":"2015-08-06T23:14:02","slug":"the-white-lie-cake-god-is-good","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/horizonsmagazine.com\/blog\/the-white-lie-cake-god-is-good\/","title":{"rendered":"The White Lie Cake — God is Good!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events: \u00a0Alice Grayson<\/strong> was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies’ Group <\/strong>in Tuscaloosa<\/strong> , but forgot to do it\u00a0until 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. \u00a0When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly \u00a0disfigured and she exclaimed, “Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake!”<\/p>\n

This cake was important to Alice<\/strong> because she did so want to fit in at her new church.\u00a0 Being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. She plunked in a roll of toilet paper<\/strong> and 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,\u00a0Alice<\/strong> 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.<\/p>\n

When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found the cake had already been sold. \u00a0Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her mom. \u00a0Alice<\/strong> was horrified — everyone would know! What would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed!<\/p>\n

The next day, Alice<\/strong> 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 looked down her nose at the fact that Alice<\/strong> was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa<\/strong>, but having already RSVP’d , she couldn’t think of a believable excuse to stay home.<\/p>\n

The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old south and to Alice<\/strong> ‘s horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert! \u00a0Alice 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<\/strong> , still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,\u00a0“Thank you, I baked it myself.”<\/p>\n

Alice<\/strong> smiled and thought\u00a0to herself,\u00a0“God is good<\/em>.”<\/p>\n

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