This may not fit perfectly here as we were not in love, however, it was an experience I will never forget. I was dating someone, back when I was trying to convince myself I was a Christian. She was a bit fanciful which I found charming. She was very religious but not preachy. But as they say, there comes a moment that signals the end of a relationship. That moment was when we were relaxing having just gotten back from being out. She turned to me and said, "I was talking at work that I think that Santa Clause is the Devil." I did not laugh at her. We finished the evening with polite conversation and said our goodbyes. I never told her that I had played the jolly 'ol elf a few times, and I think I am a nice guy.

Yup. I was still a Christian then but our traditions and practices were different. His father was a so called prophet and therefore spoke directly to God. So I was dating the prophet's son and the family and church was waiting for him to receive his blessings to become a prophet too so he can take whatever authority in their church. At the time I thought it was so much bull$h!+ but I played along. I indulged and took part their whooey practices. At best I got food at worst I was inconvenienced but my obligations to the future prophet and church was becoming unbearable. Heck I still had my own church to honour. I tried to reason with him that a lot of the church practices were not conventional and I shouldn't be force to take part. Eventually I had to call off the relationship. I was going crazy pretending I didn't think the whole family and church was full of $h!+... I didn't want to. He's a really nice guy and treated me well. I have nothing but wonderful memories of him and I barely even remember the whooey stuff I had to do. We're still friends 14yrs later. He's now married and I suppose the wife is fulfilling her duties as a future prophet wife.

They just think we are all going to hell. Nothing personal, haha.