Look at the birds of the sky: They don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they?

How narrow is the gate and how constricted is the road that leads to life, and there aren't many people who find it!"

You will know them by their fruit. Grapes aren't gathered from thorns, or figs from thistles, are they?

Aren’t two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground without your Father’s consent.

Isn't this the carpenter's son? Isn't his mother named Mary? And aren't his brothers James, Joseph, Simon, and Judas?

And His sisters, aren’t they all with us? So where does He get all these things?”

They sent their disciples to him, along with the Herodians, saying, "Teacher, we know that you are honest, and teach the way of God in truth, no matter who you teach, for you aren't partial to anyone.

They tie up heavy loads that are hard to carry and put them on people’s shoulders, but they themselves aren’t willing to lift a finger to move them.

You will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you aren't troubled, for all this must happen, but the end is not yet.