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.