“Learn this parable from the fig tree: Whenever its branch becomes tender and puts out its leaves, you know that summer is near.
The fig tree has budded, the vines have blossomed and give off their fragrance. Arise, come away my darling; my beautiful one, come away with me!”
And he will send his angels with a loud trumpet blast, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.
So also you, when you see all these things, know that he is near, right at the door.