you are about to wish, but you hesitate and open your eyes to see...
He is talking, sounding more like a pastor then a lowly carpenter.
Your mind fleetingly passes the thought that in Sunday School, you had
learned that Jesus was "son of Joseph, carpenter of
Nazareth."
You realize that THIS could be Him!
a person whom you assume is a carpenter on a platform in front of alot
of people. You are at the back of this crowd.
