You are Mine, child. There is none other in this universe fashioned like unto you. Many are molded into My image by the transforming power of My Spirit, but each is different and has unique traits singular unto himself.
There are a variety of gifts but one Giver. There are a variety of spirits on a human level, but under My direction they are all yielded unto Me. Think not, child, that My work on earth could ever be completed without you. Your work has been preordained since the formation of the spheres, and no other can accomplish what I have set forth for you to do.
There are other hands but none like unto yours. There are other hearts, but none exactly beats with Mine as yours does. Each of My children has different facets just as earthly children differ greatly in personalities and functions, yet the Father loves each one individually.
“My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth.” (Psalm 139:15) “That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth.” (Ephesians 2:10)