Those silent years. I hear the sound of a carpenter’s hammer. He’s my Savior. He’s my God. What about you? What about you? Since I’ve begun this series, every Lord’s day I always wish I had done better. I wish this morning I could have made Him real to you, those of you here and listening in, that you might see Him as He is. That you might know something about the One who understands you this morning and knows you. He’s been through—you haven’t been through anything that He hasn’t been through. He can sympathize with you and, not only understand you, but He’s—He’s your Savior. And He loves you today.