Belief's Scary Power

This morning I searched the pantry for cereal. It was in a giant box, so when I searched high and low, left and right, back and front, and did not find it, I figured one of my kids moved it somewhere else.

Then, suddenly, I saw it. Right in front of my face. Center. It wasn't in its box. Just the plastic bag. I didn't see the giant bag of cereal that was right in front of my face, because my belief system indicated that it had to be in a box.