His Turn

by Matt Archbold There’s an older woman at my parish. She attends daily morning Mass, leads the rosary, and heads up half the committees. She’s the one you ask to pray for a sick relative and you feel better because now you’re sure God…

by Matt Archbold I recently told my wife it’s been difficult finding the money for our oldest to go to college while also paying for Catholic school tuition — as well as saving for eventual bail for our 10-year-old. The 10-year-old in the…

by Matt Archbold We were getting ready for my 10-year-old’s basketball game. She could not find her jersey or her right shoe. I’ll never understand how my children lose just one shoe, but it happens all the time. Do they come home, take one…

by Matt Archbold  Every story answers a question. The good ones do, anyway. In fact, the greatest story there is begins with one young wom­an’s response to the question of love and ultimate sacrifice. Mary, the Blessed Mother, said “yes.”…

by Matt Archbold From the moment we had children —well, technically from the moment my wife had children and I fell asleep in the hospital chair —they’ve been the focus of our lives, and we’ve given of ourselves without expecting anything…

by Matt Archbold Someone once asked me, “How do you do it with so many children?” I don’t. We do it together. My wife and I have five children. I don’t think I’d be a very good parent of one child or two. I firmly believe that having many…

We were getting ready for my 10-year-old’s basketball game. She could not find her jersey or her right shoe. I’ll never understand how my children lose just one shoe, but it happens all the time. Do they come home, take one shoe off, and…

When I was young, after school the kids in my neighborhood would meet outside in the street and we’d play. Every day. Except for that most important time of the year, the most essential annual event in kid-dom outside of Christmas and…

According to studies, Americans spend about 37,000 hours of their life in their cars. The soundtrack of our lives is the thrum of rubber on pavement, a constant backbeat to our daily grind. It’s so constant that sometimes we don’t even…

My wife and I recently took the kids to an amusement park. For 364 days a year, you tell your children not to scream, and then one day you pay tons of money to take them to a place to scream like crazy people. My kids love roller coasters.…