The gist of what happened. 2 years ago, I got into a relationship with a Christian friend. He's a great person, we get along well, we do have some similar interests, we are able to communicate honestly with one another and we do share some of our troubles with each other and we pray over those areas. The only problem was when he brought me to meet his parents, both his parents had immediate warning signs about me. I could feel that the atmosphere wasn't right then. His parents are both pastors, and his whole family is very committed to their ministry. He did not exactly give me a proper answer to what his parents said about what was wrong with me other than how they felt I was not right and suggesting that I am not spiritually mature enough. He called it all off after that day. But we didn't want things to turn out badly so we continued to stay friends. It really hurt, though, when all that happened. Now when I think about it again, I think I was more hurt over the fact that they sort of weighed me on my faith as though it could be measured over a measuring scale or something like that. There is nothing worth more to me than my faith in Christ, and to be measured in that way for something I kept so dear to me.. really hurt. Especially from people I respected so much. For the christian friend, It did feel a little like a betrayal, that he made promises he couldnt keep and then couldn't believe how important my relationship with God was to me. We are still good friends now, and maybe that's what makes it all the more harder for me. We never talk about this incident anymore. I have long forgiven them over what happened but I think it still hurts because they are people I still care about and yet there's just this rejection from them. It hurts when the people you love reject you I suppose? And perhaps there was no proper closure with what happened too. I mean, I'm alright and it's not something that bothers me often but occasionally when I do get reminded of it there's just this pain that I'm still struggling to let go of entirely to God. I haven't been able to speak about this to anyone from church or the people in my cellgroup because some of them know this friend too and I dont want them to think or see this friend in a different way. The only comfort I have would be simply praying about it and trusting that God allowed this to happen so that I can grow from it (which I did a lot actually) and that I need to be patient and wait on his plans for me in his life. What would you guys think about this?