However, I must confess, the hills of Tennessee in all their glory could almost make a convert out of me. My heart is strangely warmed by those tall sentinels turning from verdant green into copper and liquid golds, burnished amber and glorious reds. It leaves me speechless at the awe, majesty and wonder of our God. He's a Master at His craft. And we are all the better for it.
Here's one of Cades Cove