Belief

I used to have a hard time spelling that word, until my mother taught me a little trick:

There's a LIE in beLIEf

That got me thinking about what I believe in, and if I was really lying to myself about it.  However, my fall from grace started long before that...

When I was 5 years old, I was over at my cousins house and the movie Batman was playing on TV.  I don't remember any of the plot, but I do remember that whoever the villain was had brainwashed a bunch of people, and he was standing in front of this crowd who were repeating everything he said.

The first thought in my 5 year old mind was, "They must be at church."

Such a simple mistake for a 5 year old to make, but that thought has managed to stick with me all these years.