The world is full of bizarre phobias. One of the strangest is arachibutyrophobia, the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth. (If you're that scared then why are you eating a Reese Peanut butter cup to begin with?!)
As a theologian, my pick for the weirdest phobia (at least on the surface) is ouranophobia, the fear of heaven. How could anybody fear heaven? Isn't that crazy?
The problem is that when you consider the kinds of images of heaven that people have gleaned from the church, ouranophobia doesn't seem like such a strange condition after all. For example, because heaven is presumably about worshipping God, and we're supposed to be worshipping God in church, many have concluded that heaven will be like a never-ending worship church service. The problem with that image is that Christians generally don't seem to view the church service as the absolute high point of their week, so it is dubious based on that evidence to think that a never-ending church service will be the place of maximal joy. Indeed, it is almost like telling a child that is diligently chewing his vegetables that heaven is like eating an endless bowl of raw broccoli and cauliflower. FULL POST 

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