Special to God Almighty

A recent home audio recording of this song is available here.

I am special to God Almighty,
For He made me in His image,
And He always wanted me to be His child,
To be His child.

Long before the start of earth time
God planned my life in detail;
He knew everything I’d ever be and do.

In my mother’s womb He formed me;
He handcrafted all of the pieces,
And He made sure each part fit in place just so,
In place just so.

As I grew there till it was birthtime,
I remained safe in His watch-care
I developed just as God Himself desired.

Now that I’m born and I have grown up,
I’ve begun to call God ‘Father,’
For I know I’m who I am because I’m His.

God knows everything I’m feeling;
He knows what I will think next.
He knows what I’ll say before one word is formed.

I’m surrounded by things I don’t grasp,
While God understands them clearly.
Can I ever hope to understand the Lord,
To understand Him?

Where is there that the Lord can’t find me?
Can the night hide me from His eyes?
What’s more special than His constant love for me?
What’s more special than God’s constant love for me?

About This Song:

“Special to God Almighty” is based on Psalm 139. If you’re not familiar with it, let me just share that it’s one of pro-Lifers’ key passages–and probably one of abortionists’ most hated.

Here are just a few verses from it in the New International Version. . .

¹³For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
¹⁴I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
¹⁵My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
¹⁶Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

Often when I pray I thank God for making me exactly the way He made me. That’s a lot better than griping about my face or my hair or my height or my weight. It’s also better than wishing I had the talents this person or that one has.

God intended for me to be the person I am. That should be enough not just to satisfy me, but to make me be proud and to make me want to live up to God’s highest expectations of me.

My awareness of God’s love also makes me extremely thankful that I came to be a Bruner through adoption rather than being killed by abortion. Tell me, are you thankful you weren’t aborted? Can you imagine how different the lives around you would be if you didn’t exist?

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Best regards,
Roger

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About Roger E. Bruner

Seventy-five-year-old Roger E. Bruner is the author and publisher of twenty Christian novels and the writer of more than two hundred Christian songs and choruses, a handful of musical dramas, and a number of shorter works. He sings, plays guitar and bass, and records his original songs in his home studio. He is active in his church's nursing home ministry He also plays bass guitar on the church raise team. Married for seventeen years to Kathleen, he has one grown daughter. Kathleen has two. Roger enjoys reading, moderate exercise, photography and book cover design (he's done all of his own except for Rosa No-Name), playing Snood, making walking sticks, and complaining about the state of the nation while continuing to pray for it.

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