When the girls were teens, there was a church we went to. I didn't really care for it, but the girls liked it. Every Sunday, and on Wednesday nights the girls would usually invite some of their friends, so I went with anywhere from 4 -7 teens. When they found out we didn't do Halloween, that seemed to bother some of them, but ok. When they found out we didn't do Christmas, it created quite a stir.
When I was asked why we didn't do Christmas, I explained the origins of Christmas, showed them in the Bible where we're told not to have a Christmas tree, and why we stopped doing Christmas, but we did a New Testament Passover Sedar instead, more in line with what Christ instructed us to do in the Bible.
The pastor got upset with me too. He complained to me that too many of his congregants were asking him where Christmas was in the Bible. Of course, it's not there. He told them the early church fathers chose to celebrate Christmas as the day of the birth of Christ. That satisfied most of them, and things settled back down, but most were still upset at me. After all, it wasn't the girls' fault, since they were only going by what I taught them. The second year, again there was an uproar, and the following year, and so on.
One of my daughters had/has a great friend named Brenton. Brent was raised going to the local Baptist church, but went with us when my daughter invited him. One of those times he went, a few of the church ladies pulled him aside to warn him that anything I might try to teach him about the Bible, he was to disregard. They told him I didn't do Christmas, and they didn't think I was really saved, or a Christian. Brent asked the ladies to show him in the Bible where salvation depends on a person doing Christmas. He asked them where Christmas was in their Bibles. They told him what the pastor had said about the early church fathers picking Christmas to honor the birth of Christ. He then asked them why the early church fathers had picked that particular day, since it was a known pagan holiday. He then let them know that no matter what they thought, he knew me, and my family well. I was not a Sunday pew warmer. That me, and my family practiced our faith every day of the week, not just when the church doors were open. He let them know that I never told any of them they should stop doing Halloween, or Christmas. That was a choice made strictly for me, and my family based on how the Lord was leading me. It had nothing to do with them. God did not lead Abraham to be a Noah, or a Moses. He suggested maybe they examine their motives for coming against me so hard. Were they under a bit of conviction, now that they knew Christmas was not Biblical?
Brent did not tell me any of this for a long time, but one day he came over, and told me I should change churches. He told me what happened, but said that the gossip, and ill will against me had gotten worse. I prayed, but was to stay there for awhile longer. It became clear as to why, later on. When I was given release, we changed churches.
The point is, you can not let others walk your walk for you, and what they have to say is unimportant when you're doing as you should.