Join us on a creative Lenten journey! From March 5 to April 17, reflect on a daily one-word theme and capture a photo that inspires you. Share your images on social media using #ABDLent and #ANPC.
Check back each day to see a featured photo from our Community Worker, Jay, and find inspiration for your own reflections!
Day 44 #New
There are storieswe were givenbefore we knewwe could choose. They taught ushow to behave,who to be,what to fear. They offered safety—or the illusion of it.And for a time,we believedthat was enough. But sometimes,what kept us safealso kept us small. The names we were...
Day 43 #Beauty
Be you-tiful.Not perfect.Not polished.Just—you. The you that laughs too loud.The you that gets it wrong.The you that still shows up.The you that tries again. Be you—in the quiet,in the chaos,in the wonder. Because that?That is enough.And that—is beautiful. #ABDLent...
Day 42 #Love
Where there is love,there is God—not in perfection,but in the offering. In the quiet moment,in the tender gesture—there,we meet the divine. Love is not a task.It’s a calling. Not to be perfect.Not to be pure.But to be here.To be present. This—this is the...
Day 41 #Wait
I built a housefrom things I thought I knew —words, stories, prayers.I spoke them,desperate for them to hold me,to shield me from the shadows.But sometimes,what comesis silence.And in that silence,something stirs.Not a voice,not an answer —just the sensethat I’m not...
Day 40 #Still
There’s this phrase.Ancient.Simple.Be still.And know.Notice — it doesn’t say,“Hurry up.”Or,“Figure it out.”Or,“Prove yourself.”It says,Be still.In a world that runs,scrolls,chases,achieves —this is a different kind of invitation.To stop.To breathe.To let it be.Because...
Day 39 #Table
The table is where life happens.It’s where we eat.Talk.Laugh.Disagree.Make up.Say the hard thing.Say the beautiful thing.The table is where we return to each other.Where stories are told.Where silence is shared.Where memories are made, even when we’re not trying.It’s...
Day 38 #Leave
To leaveis to arrive.Strange, isn’t it?You walk away from something—a job, a place, a story—and suddenlyyou’re in new ground.Unsteady, yes.But sacred all the same.We think of leaving as loss.But sometimes it’s invitation.Sometimes it's the first honest wordyou've...
Day 37 #Taste
Taste pulls you into the moment. It’s immediate. It’s physical. It’s memory. It’s soul. A bite of bread. A sip of coffee. And suddenly— you’re home. You’re a kid again. You’re awake. Taste grounds us. It reminds us we’re here. It reminds us we’re alive. This...
Day 36 #Smile
Just a kid—mischief in his eyes,joy spilling out before the world had taught him to edit it.We live in a different time now.We live in a performative age.filters and edits andhyper-curated lives.but a smile—a real one—it cuts through the noise.like analogue warmth in...