Ok, this is beyond just non-belief, this is an illness (of the mind, not stomach).
Now my father was an atheist and very very good friend is as well, but both of them are very tolerant of others and their faith. They both felt that religion wasn’t offensive as long as that religion didn’t impose the religious laws and rules onto their lives. Fair enough. But these people in this post have a problem.
Then you wander over to my mom, the spiritual warfare Pentecostal... and this sounds like (as my grandmother would say) “The Devil ain’t liking what he’s hearing. Satan gnashes his teeth when Jesus is praised!”
Good Lord why was I born to two opposites? I mean I have lived my life riding on the fence... BUT, in this case, I’m going with Granny. They get physically ill because Jesus is being praised.
The world will be a better place when the likes of Michael Newdow are pushing up daisies.