No Middle Ground

Lately, my head's been spinning. I've been given so many options, each with consequences. BIG consequences. My parents are wanting me to leave the church I've been going to for 16 years. They've had a major heartbreak there and they were treated in ways that no member of a church should be treated. But I don't want to. At least, I think I don't want to. This church is my home. I planned on being here my entire life. My parents were going to stay at this church until they died! I have big plans for camp here. I'm a volunteer for VBS. THIS IS MY HOME! I have friends that are closer than sisters here. I have brothers here! I'm afraid I'd lose all of that if I left. How can I leave?

 And then there's the doctrinal issue that started this whole thing. If I choose my parents' side, I have to leave the church. If I choose the church's side, my relationship with my parents will more than likely change forever.

Needless to say, I'm torn. I don't want to disappoint my parents, I don't want to lose my friends! I wish there was some kind of middle ground I could stand on, but there doesn't seem to be any. I either leave or I stay.

Goodness, my heart's breaking. I don't know what to do and I'm stuck in this whirlwind and there's no pain-free way out.

However, I know God will never leave me, nor forsake me. Maybe I just need to "knock" on His door a little harder. I will be stronger when I'm through this. I know I will be. But why can't there be middle ground? I'm just going to hold on. There must be an answer here somewhere. I just haven't found it yet.