A Little Baking Trial

I tried a new recipe this weekend – Chocolate Fudge Layered Banana Cake. Part way through making the cake I discovered I had underestimated the amount of bananas needed for 2 1/2 cups mashed plus 2 bananas, sliced. I was at Kristin’s house, babysitting my grandsons, so Andrew, Liam, Owen and I went on a little excursion to Safeway to buy more bananas. After the boys were in bed, I set out to finish the cake only to realize I had the wrong chocolate for the ganache filling. This meant no more cooking that night.

Yesterday, I headed back to the store to purchase the semisweet chocolate. Equipped with the right chocolate, I started to prepare the filling. As the heavy cream was simmering on the stove I went to get the sour cream out of the refrigerator. However, no sour cream was to be found. I had left it at Kristin’s house the night before and Kristin wasn’t home and her house was locked. I had to go back to the store for the THIRD time (or the FOURTH time if you count the initial shopping trip when I supposedly had purchased all the ingredients in the first place) to buy sour cream.

Now the cake would have been worth the trouble if it had turned out to be mouth-watering delicious. But it didn’t. I don’t think I’ll be trying any new recipes for a while. However, in moments like these, I can rejoice in the sovereignty of God. Because every trial—big or very small—is working for my good. Even recipes that flop.