Some of you may remember seeing the story some time ago in the Chicago Tribune about a pro-life blogger known as “April’s Mom” or “B.” She posted the tragic news of the death of her newborn daughter, whom she had carried to term though diagnosed with a terminal case of Trisomy 13 and HPE. This came at the end of a nine-month pregnancy which she shared with the internet world. She wrote about her Christian faith and pro-life values often quoting Bible verses and Christian music. People responded with prayers, gifts, and pro-life bloggers rallied around the cause. Twenty-six year old Rebecca Beuschausen could have ended there, but she decided to post a picture of the baby. The picture was identified by some readers as a toy doll. Things unraveled and Beuschausen admitted her deception. Why did she do it? She told the Tribune, “I’ve always liked writing. It was addictive to find out I had a voice that people wanted to hear. Soon I was getting 100,000 hits a week, and it just got out of hand. I didn’t know how to stop. . . . One lie led to another.” The name Beuschausen sounds a lot like Munchausen doesn’t it? Baron Karl Friedrich Hieronymous von Munchausen lived in the eighteenth century and he was known for his tall tales and exaggerations. In fact, Rudolph Raspe compiled a collection of his apocryphal stories in 1785. There is a disorder called Munchausen Syndrome which describes a troubled person who will fabricate illness or injury in order to gain attention or sympathy through treatment. In reality it is just a fancy name for lying. Munchausen was a liar, a fabricator, and so was Beuschausen. Her problem was not her addiction to attention, but her sinful human nature which acted against what she knew to be true. Let’s face it there is a Munchausen/Beuschausen in all of us: our fibs, white lies, tall tales, and exaggerations designed to make ourselves look or feel better. More recently, America’s Got Talent finalist Tim Poe was caught fabricating his war record to gain more recognition. Let us be people who love the truth more than we want to escape our pain.