My husband Tim stumbled upon this glorious sight while driving the backroads of Travelers Rest, South Carolina last summer. He knew I would absolutely love seeing this field of sunflowers, so he took me back there so I could take some photos.
The field was blooming with acres, upon acres, upon acres... of bright yellow sunflowers. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before.
If you've never stood on the edge of a sea of sunflowers before, the only thing I can say is that it's got to be one of the closest images my finite, earthly mind can use to picture what heaven will be like.
If we get to choose what it looks like, my part of heaven will contain of a field of ever-blooming sunflowers that sits right between the mountains and the ocean so I've got view of both.
It's actually rather ironic that on the day I finished this painting--which so reminds me of heaven--one of my dearest friends bid farewell to her baby boy who is actually there in heaven now.
His name is Ben, and he was born with Trisomy, so he only lived here on earth for five short minutes after he was born on his due date.
Even though I know his parents miss him terribly, I am so thankful to know that they will all be together again one day in heaven. (Maybe not in a place that looks exactly like the Sunflower Path, but I'm sure wherever it is, it will be more beautiful than we can ever imagine.)