The "Perfect" Storm

I moved about 90 minutes away from my daughter and everything I've known this week...

My child you're at it again,
Thinking with Me you don't have a chance to win.
How many times have I told you trust is a must?
How many times have I proven myself just?
Stop fretting over this world.
There are much greater things about which you've been told.
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Knowing in me you'll be wise

My child I love you.
There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for you.
I've taken the time to show this to you.
Stop running back and turning away.
Instead choose in me to be solid and stay.
No one said this would be easy.
It may be a second by second choice for thee.
You have all the time in the world to spend with me now.
During this time I'll show you the who, the what, and the how.
There's nothing to fear.
I hold you in the palm of my hand my dear.
Stop worrying and let me provide
Seek me and let me be your guide.

My child you'll see it will be fine.
You're made of new skins for fine wine.
I'm here your every secret to keep.
Together we navigate the deep.
Rise up my child, pick up your head
And know that without me you'd be good as dead.
In me you have new life 
No reason to choose strife
I've got you in the palm of my hand
Together we will traverse this new land.