Why I Am Not Taking Hate Personally Anymore

T oday I got up very early (even though I didn't want to) just to go to a church that I absolutely despise going to.  It's my mom's church and she wants me to go because she thinks it will be "good for me".  I never really understood what exactly she meant by that.  Anyways I figured I would go every single Sunday because she felt so strongly about it. Well, today in church the (substitute?) preacher (the last one was fired although they call it something less harsh like "let go" or "dismissed" or something and no one even knows why except those directly involved) had a sermon on the good Samaritan.  I had forgotten how much I really liked this story from the bible (one of the very few ones that I do).  And I really liked this guy's preaching (he seemed sincere).  But afterwards my mom felt it was necessary to complain to me about how much she disliked him (she always complains to me about everything).  She basically said that he lied about a lot of things (I don't believe he did though), but when I asked her what he lied about she took forever to come up with just one little response that I never even heard him say and I was listening very closely.  Even though I didn't agree with her at all I didn't argue with her about it because I knew there was no point in trying to force my beliefs on her, I did tell her that I didn't hear him say what she thinks he said, which I got no response from, just more complaints. I don't even know if she heard what I said or not, but whatever...I wasn't really bothered or anything, because this is how she usually is.  Then we went to lunch with my mom's insane boyfriend, although I'm not supposed to say that cuz he's married and has 3 kids (the kids don't know, but the wife does), and his family (they go to our church too).  Well, David (mom's b.f.) is explaining something math related to his daughter.  He says something that I didn't understand and I am curious and I want to know what he means (that's how I am), so I ask him and I try to reach a conclusion, but he keeps evading my questions for some reason.  Well, he never really explains it very well to me, but after lunch my mom starts yelling at me for "arguing" and "not listening" and "being a know it all" and she said that she even understood (so I guess that means that I am supposed to because she does).  She said I owed him an apology (for asking him what he meant)!  She said I was rude and made everybody in a bad mood and that I was acting like a 2 year old.  Well, once more...I just listen to her complaints and I don't say anything at all because when I start to say something she accuses me of arguing and won't listen. It really hurt me that she was treating me this way (even though it happens on a regular basis), but today I decided that I would be like the good samaritan even though she hurt me.  I am not going to be mad at her like I usually am...I'm not going to take her hate personally and I still love her even if she doesn't love me or treat me nicely.  Too bad she was too caught up in the way the preacher preached to really listen to what he was saying, it would have been "good for her".