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> 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 and 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."
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