The whole town was assembled at the door,

So many people gathered together that there was no more room, not even in the doorway, and He was speaking the message to them.

No one sews a patch of unshrunk cloth on an old garment. Otherwise, the new patch pulls away from the old cloth, and a worse tear is made.

Jerusalem, Idumea, beyond the Jordan, and around Tyre and Sidon. The large crowd came to Him because they heard about everything He was doing.

and kept begging Him, “My little daughter is at death’s door. Come and lay Your hands on her so she can get well and live.”

He got up and departed from there to the region of Tyre and Sidon. He entered a house and did not want anyone to know it, but He could not escape notice.

Again, leaving the region of Tyre, He went by way of Sidon to the Sea of Galilee, through the region of the Decapolis.

So they went and found a young donkey outside in the street, tied by a door. They untied it,

After seeing in the distance a fig tree with leaves, He went to find out if there was anything on it. When He came to it, He found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs.

Early in the morning, as they were passing by, they saw the fig tree withered from the roots up.

Then Peter remembered and said to Him, “Rabbi, look! The fig tree that You cursed is withered.”

“Learn this parable from the fig tree: As soon as its branch becomes tender and sprouts leaves, you know that summer is near.

In the same way, when you see these things happening, know that He is near—at the door!

And one of those who stood by drew his sword, struck the high priest’s slave, and cut off his ear.

Then the high priest tore his robes and said, “Why do we still need witnesses?