I'm afraid of heights. As a child I didn't mind ferris wheels and rides that went up too high, I used to sit in an apricot tree and read, and didn't mind being on balconies. But as an adult I've developed a fear of them. I feel as woozy and dizzy now when I get high up and sort of anxious.
Outside of this world though, I am afraid of not "running the race." And of failing to obey the Lord's will for my life. But I think they're more of a healthy fear. Helps keep my eye on the prize so to speak.
Hope you all have a great Sunday! Or Monday- depending on where you are!