Then he sat down opposite the offering box, and watched the crowd putting coins into it. Many rich people were throwing in large amounts.

He poured water into the washbasin and began to wash the disciples’ feet and to dry them with the towel he had wrapped around himself.

and the stars in the sky fell to the earth like a fig tree dropping its unripe figs when shaken by a fierce wind.

And no one pours new wine into old wineskins; otherwise, the wine will burst the skins, and both the wine and the skins will be destroyed. Instead new wine is poured into new wineskins.”

And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. If he does, the new wine will burst the skins and will be spilled, and the skins will be destroyed.

There is no fear in love, but perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears punishment has not been perfected in love.