About Sean Connolly

Sean Connolly Sean is a teacher of History, Latin, and Choir at the high school level and parish music director. He keeps his domestic church in ordered disarray with an equally beleaguered and altogether lovely lady and his little daughter.

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September 15th, 2015 | by Sean Connolly

Enviably, I recently canvassed a room full of young people, my students, about church attendance. The occasion was an all-school Mass

The Worship of Relevance

August 18th, 2015 | by Sean Connolly

To study any subject at depth is, in a certain way, to lose one’s innocence. Before the Copernican revolution, it

The Relevance of Worship

July 21st, 2015 | by Sean Connolly

This coming Sunday is the Ninth Sunday after Pentecost, and it was with a quote from the Secret Prayer of

The Other Side of Pilgrimage

March 10th, 2015 | by Sean Connolly

Many of us have been pilgrims, walking the paths saints have trod before us. How many of us have been saints, treading


April 26th, 2014 | by Sean Connolly

On Holy Saturday night, I met a woman whose son has a disorder on the autism spectrum known as Sensory

His Burthen is Light

October 22nd, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

My training is in Classics. That kind of nearly obsessive focus on grammar bears some peculiar fruit in my day

The Post about Pride

August 27th, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

Have you ever thought about yourself like you think about others? People can be idiots, prigs, jerks, crazies. People can

An Easy Essay

August 8th, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

Peter Maurin believed in teaching ancient principles to the man on the street in the language of the man on


August 7th, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

“Live as though dying daily.” -St. Antony of Egypt, as recorded by St. Athanasius We have almost no viable perspective

The Sanctuary

July 14th, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

Eastern Christians often refer to the area behind the iconostasis as the “Holy Place.” We Latins prefer to call it

On the Darkness

April 28th, 2013 | by Sean Connolly

My favourite kind of art explores the darkness. I don’t mean the sensational darkness of psychological trouble, of psychopaths and

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