Overwhelmed by His Goodness

I'm sitting inside the LDM right now listening to the rain pound on the roof, listening to "Your Love Never Fails" by Jesus Culture. I'm sitting here in disbelief that I only have three days left here in Monterrey, Mexico, AKA my second home. I'm sitting here wondering how in the world one month could go by so insanely fast. I'm sitting here reflecting on what I've learned this past month, and praying that I let these truths penetrate my heart. I'm sitting here.............flippin overwhelmed by God's goodness.
I came down here totally and completely unaware of all of the ways God would change me. I had the mindset that I already knew in advance what He was going to show me and teach me. You would think that that mindset of pride would cause Jesus to turn from me and let me figure it out on my own. But He's faithful, loving, and always pursuing...and man, He's rocked my world. In this past month:
my faith has been shaken,
my heart has been broken,
my knowledge has been proved to be little,
my pride has been crushed,
and my eyes have been opened.
The first week down here was rainy. The middle two weeks were crazy pyscho hot and sunny. And now my last week down here it's rainy again (due to tropical storm alex). To me, the rain the first week symbolized that God was washing me clean from my sin and washing away any distractions back home and washing me from any strongholds. The middle two weeks with the sunny and pyscho hot weather then symbolized to me the light that God was shedding on my heart and all the things He was showing me. And things were heating up inside of me as was the air outside of me. Now as it's raining again this last week I'm down here, I feel as though this symbolizes God preparing me for what's to come when I go back home. He's washing me and cleansing me and preparing me. I fully feel that God is telling me that when I get home big things will be heading my way. I need His spirit and His presence to guide me through it. If at all a rough transition back home, I know that my Father is King over the flood and will carry me through.
I ask that any of you reading this will pray for my transition back home. I'm very nervous about it, and to be honest, almost dreading it. I miss my family and want to see them, but besides that I'm dreading the thought of coming home. I don't want this attitude to get in the way of things that God wants to teach me back home. Please keep me in your prayers. Thank you. Love you all!
Cassie