The Little People Author:David Wilkerson From the Preface: — My parish is the gutter, and you won't find any children living in it. There are only people, big ones and little ones. The big people are the addicts, the muggers, the prostitutes, the liars, the drug pushers, the burglars, the alcoholics, the con artists - none of them very old in years, but terribly old in misery... — The ... more »little people are born old. There is hardly anything new about them. They are conceived in the hates and shames of their parents. The body that should harbor them becomes an enemy that feeds them drugs, disease, alcohol. These little people cry when they are born, but now with any hope of being heard and helped. They come into the world with a snarl because they are born wishing they were dead...
Don't these little people really belong to God? And don't they belong in our way? Are they really part of another world, or have we just shoved them out of ours?
Remember what used to happen in the crowds that followed Jesus everywhere He went? People used to push and shove each other, trying to get close to Him, and the children didn't stand a chance. But Jesus understood that those children needed Him even more than anyone else, and He said, "Let the little children come to me."
He's saying the same thing to us today, only in my parish His words are just a big different. He says, "Let the little PEOPLE come to me." He understands how things are here.« less