and a voice echoed in the heavens. Voice: You are My Son, My beloved One, and I am very pleased with You.

When the Pharisees’ scribes saw who shared the table with Jesus, they were quick to criticize: Scribes (to His disciples): If your master is such a righteous person, then why does He eat and drink with tax collectors and sinners, the worst among us?

At last, the woman—knowing He was talking about her—pushed forward and dropped to her knees. She was shaking with fear and amazement. Woman: I touched You. Then she told Him the reason why.

Jesus: O faithless generation, how long must I be among you? How long do I have to put up with you? Bring the boy to Me.

At length, they made their way toward Jerusalem. Jesus was walking ahead of them. As they neared the city, wonder and amazement filled them. But soon those who were following began to tremble.

Jesus (calling out): Am I a thief or a bandit that you have to come armed with swords and clubs to capture Me?