frustration

I find myself further disruntled each week with the new "regime" running my church. This is the church I grew up in, my parents were charter members. My children were baptized there. I volunteer - as does the rest of my family.

Four years ago when our church remodeling was completed, the new conference room was named after my father. He was instrumental in working with the builders and the church to get everyone on the same page. During this process he was diagnosed with cancer. CANCER. THE BIG UGLY C WORD.

He was touched and humbled that the priest and staff had honored him with this conference room, and a large plaque was installed above the door. A year later, my father passed away.

His photo is framed in this conference room, with a smaller plaque reading the same as the larger one. It is a place I like to visit and say hello. He spent a lot of time in this room.

Today - on Father's day - already a difficult day for my life - the NEW priest called my mother and told her that we were getting an additional priest and he - the head pastor - would now be using this conference room as his office, would that be ok?

WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO SAY???? If he had called me I would have given him choice words. But the cowardly priest with a head the size of Texas called my mother. She said "ok", as there really wasn't an option.

I am so hurt, angry, etc. He claims it will still be named after my dad but the writing is on the wall as far as I can see....

One more year until my son graduates from high school. One more year volunteering as the liturgist for the teen mass. Then I am done volunteering and possibly done being a member of this church. I am looking to seek another church until this priest who is more interested in gloating about himself than serving others is gone. He makes me sick.