When I was a little boy, I studied piano. My mother was my teacher. When it came time for recital, my mother made me go over the conclusion again and again. I had to get it down perfect!

“Keep on practicing the conclusion, Bob. Learn those last measures!” she used to say. “Look, Bob, you can make a mistake in the beginning; or you can make a mistake in the middle. The people will forget it—if you make the ending glorious!”

I don’t know what kind of childhood you had. I don’t what kind of childhood you had. I don’t know what kind of life you had. I don’t know where you are now! But where you are now, Jesus is present. Take him into your life now, and I can tell you the ending will be glorious!”