A Love That Reaches

Is there really a love that reaches

Beyond my broken pieces 

To hold me as I am 

And give me strength to stand?

Somebody, please tell me this is so

Because I reach

For a love that makes me whole.

They said he might walk free,

This man that stripped the life from me

Because I couldn’t talk in court - 

Instead my tears, they poured. 

But what did they expect?

I’m a 10-year-old with nothing left,

Except the nightmare that reminds me

I’ll always be deemed unworthy.

Is there really a love that reaches

Beyond my broken pieces 

To hold me as I am 

And give me strength to stand?

Somebody, please tell me this is so

Because I reach

For a love that makes me whole.

He said he’d walk me home,

A neighbor from a family well-known.

Afraid to say no, I let him lead.

My screams were silenced 

By his body over me.

When finally I escaped, 

I knew it was too late.

Broken, abused. Worthless, used:

This is now my fate.

Is there really a love that reaches

Beyond my broken pieces 

To hold me as I am 

And give me strength to stand?

Somebody, please tell me this is so

Because I reach

For a love that makes me whole.

They said it wasn’t worth the cost,

To help the one that was lost:

“Too far out of reach,” 

“Too far into darkness,”

“It’s too hard to help 

Those in margins.”

But I reached out in the name of Hope,

For she was selling her body 

For a bar of soap.

They said the results 

Would only disappoint me;

But I beheld a miracle 

When the prostitute was set free.

Yes, I believe in a Love That Reaches

Beyond all of our broken pieces.

What the world sees as worthless, 

Christ sees as purpose.

He loves you, 

The One who knows your soul;

And He reaches for your heart

to make you Whole.