Shards of the pieces of broken lives lay along a rugged path. Lost hopes and tear stained dreams lay forgotten. The world walks by them and gives it no thought. Prayers go up but there seems to be no answer, but if you look closely and follow the path you will see where all of the misery ends, up on a hill called Calvary, on an old rugged tree. Where the son of God was crucified for you and I, that we may be free from sin and gain eternal life.