…As the chemo drips and her hair comes out in clumps and she begs for the thorn to be removed, He whispers, “My grace is sufficient.” As life comes at her harder than she ever bargained for He says, “I am the way, the truth and the life.” His fragrance permeates all our lives as she lifts up His name and makes it bigger than her problem, bigger than her pain, bigger than her hair.