love letters to strangers

Let me let you in on a secret. 

In my life, I’ve only needed Jesus to fulfil my spiritual needs.

#firstworldproblems

Suddenly selling everything I have and to go live the simple life in the slumps of Cambodia doesn’t sound so bad anymore.

A Future Not Our Own (also known as ‘The Long View’)

It helps, now and then, to step back
and take the long view.
The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts,
it is beyond our vision.

We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction of
the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work.
Nothing we do is complete,
which is another way of saying
that the kingdom always lies beyond us.

No statement says all that could be said.
No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confession brings perfection.
No pastoral visit brings wholeness.
No programme accomplishes the church’s mission.
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.

This is what we are about:
We plant seeds that one day will grow.
We water seeds already planted, knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations that will need further development.
We provide yeast that produces effects beyond our capabilities.

We cannot do everything
and there is a sense of liberation in realizing that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.
It may be incomplete, but it is a beginning, a step along the way,
an opportunity for God’s grace to enter and do the rest.

We may never see the end results,
but that is the difference between the master builder and the worker.
We are workers, not master builders,
ministers, not messiahs.
We are prophets of a future not our own.

-Archbishop Oscar Romero

Found this neat little idea on reddit- to start a good memories jar for the year, and at the end of the year pull it out to reflect on all the great moments. Here’s mine. 
something to come back to tomorrow. 
Currently struggling with how I feel about homelessness. 

Anonymous said: Hi Corrine, I'm really inspired by what you are doing for people whom you not know, and I can sense all the love poured into the letters. :) Just curious; do you sign off your letters? Or leave it as anonymous?

Hi Anon,

Thank you so much!

I leave them anonymous :)

From IJM’s Facebook page

“We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers, 5
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.”

—   Ode/ Arthur O’Shaughnessy

“People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.”

—    The Curious Savage (John Patrick)

Give to me the gospel if the fields and woods,
The sermons written in the book of books;
The sweet communion of the things on earth
Fresh with the warm baptism of the sun;
Give me the offertory of bud and bloom,
The perfect caroling of happy birds;
Give me the creed of one of God’s fair days
Wrought in the beauty of its loveliness;
And then the benediction of the stars,
His eloquent ministers of the night.
-Ravenscroft


My friend Emma and I found this beautiful poem in an old, 100 year old book in a used bookstore a few weeks ago. I’ve tried looking Ravenscroft up on the internet but to no avail.. strange how my generation expects everything to be available on the world wide web. Anyway, now its on here, it was too beautiful not to share.

c