There were some folks within recent memory, my grandfather's grandfather, I believe, on what I call "the crazy side" of my family, who believed that the rapture was on a certain date that had been predicted, and there was no reason to plan to have any material possessions past that point.
Obvioulsy, it didn't happen. And for some reason, there continues to be religious people on that side of the family who are (surprise) batshit insane.
This is where I formed my ideas about religious people. I've never met one who isn't, on some level, deeply flawed in a very troubling way.
In my opinion.