Mark 11:20 Cross References

Mark 11:20

20: The next morning as they passed by the fig tree he had cursed, the disciples noticed it was withered from the roots.

Jesus replied, "Every plant not planted by my heavenly Father will be rooted up,

Anyone who parts from me is thrown away like a useless branch and withers. Such branches are gathered into a pile to be burned.

Then Jesus said to the tree, "May no one ever eat your fruit again!" And the disciples heard him say it.

and he noticed a fig tree beside the road. He went over to see if there were any figs on it, but there were only leaves. Then he said to it, "May you never bear fruit again!" And immediately the fig tree withered up.
The disciples were amazed when they saw this and asked, "How did the fig tree wither so quickly?"
Then Jesus told them, "I assure you, if you have faith and don't doubt, you can do things like this and much more. You can even say to this mountain, 'May God lift you up and throw you into the sea,' and it will happen.
If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer."

but they soon wilted beneath the hot sun and died because the roots had no nourishment in the shallow soil.

They hardly get started, barely taking root, when he blows on them and their work withers. The wind carries them off like straw.

the triumph of the wicked has been short-lived and the joy of the godless has been only temporary?
Though the godless man's pride reaches to the heavens and though his head touches the clouds,
yet he will perish forever, thrown away like his own dung. Those who knew him will ask, `Where is he?'

But if a field bears thistles and thorns, it is useless. The farmer will condemn that field and burn it.

Their roots will dry up, and their branches will wither.
All memory of their existence will perish from the earth. No one will remember them.

What more could I have done to cultivate a rich harvest? Why did my vineyard give me wild grapes when I expected sweet ones?

When these people join you in fellowship meals celebrating the love of the Lord, they are like dangerous reefs that can shipwreck you. They are shameless in the way they care only about themselves. They are like clouds blowing over dry land without giving rain, promising much but producing nothing. They are like trees without fruit at harvesttime. They are not only dead but doubly dead, for they have been pulled out by the roots.

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