Chris was at his new job at LifeChurch.tv, I was unpacking boxes and Noah was enjoying his new room in our new house. Unbeknownst to me, it was also the day I had my first mentoring session with Beth Kuykendall. She simply stopped by to bring flowers, say hello and help me feel welcomed. It worked. Within 24 hours, my life would go from a relatively comfortable stay-at-home wife and mom to that of a very wounded woman who would eventually wish for death. The next day was the day everything changed for Chris and me. Now it’s been nine years. Sometimes I look back and can’t believe it’s been that long. Other times I feel like I’ve aged 20 years since that dreadful day. But one thing I cannot deny is how I’ve changed. The Cindy before February 19, 2002, wasn’t bad. She was nice, friendly, giving and loving. She sang and mentored women. She loved her family. The Cindy now is completely different. She is surrendered. She desires pure motives. She seeks to further Christ’s name and not her own. She is confident only in the fact that the Creator of the universe adores her. She recognizes that without His presence and power, she is nothing. She desires to give extravagantly in every way, shape and form. She always has a song on her heart although she is rarely on a stage sharing that gift. She thinks of the bigger picture and isn’t afraid of discomfort for she knows that brings growth. She has been completely transformed by tragedy. In a good way. I wonder if I’d be this way without that life-altering trial. I wonder if I hadn’t had to cling to my Heavenly Father, would I have done so. I wonder if I’d still be doing good things instead of doing God things. What sort of amazing fruit have trials produced in your life? I can’t wait to hear.