Are you aware that folks have all kinds of weird fears?
Take Pteronophobia, the fear of feathers, or Pogonophobia, the fear of beards and Chronophobia, the fear of time! Most of us aren’t bothered by these things but some definitely are.
Peladophobia is the fear of baldness and bald people, while Chaetophobia is the fear of hairy people. (Suppose you suffered from both!)
Aerophobia is the fear of drafts. Porphyrophobia is the fear of the colour purple. (I am guessing they haven’t seen the movie!)
Graphophobia is the fear of writing in public. (Did you know that author Louis Lamour set himself on the boulevard of a busy highway to prove that he could write anywhere?)
Ophidiophobia is the fear of snakes. (We would all have been better off if Eve suffered from that one!)
There are fears of every kind. Our job is to not let them conquer our lives.
God is love. When we take up permanent residence in a life of love, we live in God and God lives in us. This way, love has the run of the house, becomes at home and mature in us, so that we’re free of worry on Judgment Day—our standing in the world is identical with Christ’s. There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of death, fear of judgment—is one not yet fully formed in love. (1 John 4:18)
God has not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and love and a sound mind. (2 Timothy 1:7)