For both of my marriages I was married in a church. As a matter of fact DH and I had our reception in our church's basement. Catered in chicken and beef, and played some tapes for a little dancing. Nothing extravagant, just a nice family, close friends gathering.
When my youngest brother got married my mom (God rest her soul) and my dad banned his wedding. That was such a mess. We are protestants, and SIL is catholic. Both families Irish. Get the drift. Mom was born and raised in Belfast. Came to the states when she was 18. All she asked was that they didn't have a mass since of course SIL insisted the ceremony be in the catholic church. To make a long story short, the entire family except for me banned the wedding. Even my other brother who was suppose to be best man. Mom than in return had nothing to do with me, or my brother for nearly 4 years. That sure was rough not seeing or talking to my parents for so long. It is really awful how something like having different religions can ruin family ties sometimes.
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