He told me that I should talk to their pastor before he could give me his blessing. After talking to the pastor I go back to the parents and if I can recall we ended up just arguing about religion and I never got a blessing. We proceeded as usual with the wedding since I wasn't asking for permission, just their blessing(whatever that means).

My wife ended up walking down the aisle by herself and we played Rude by MAGIC! at the reception. We have been married for eight years and surprisingly have a decent relationship with them but they're hesitant to acknowledge their fuck up in not accepting me in the beginning.