Jesus saw his death coming to him. He did not flee, but turned aside from those who wanted to arrest him, for his hour had not come yet. All day long, he taught in the temple, and the multitudes raced to him joyfully to be inspirited by his power, and comforted in their consciences. Then at the dark night, Jesus hid himself together with his disciples away from the spies in the Kidron Valley, and at the bottom of the Mount of Olives, for many Jews regarded this region unclean because of the many tombs in it, and the remaining burnt sacrifices they used to throw there. In that place Jesus rested, slept, prayed, and took a new strength for striving for the next day. He got up every morning in those regions, which were considered unclean, fearful, and haunted, went up to the expansion of the temple in the midst of the sun, and preached the lost sheep that crowded around him as a herd without a shepherd. They plucked up courage for a living hope through the power of God flowing out of the Son of Man.