Proverbs 27:19

The winter sky was dark with rain,

It drove against the earth.

It hammered on the blooming trees

Where spring was giving birth.

It tore the tiny pink blossoms

As if to bring them pain,

And they hoped only to hold on

Until peace came again.

But then the rains began to ease,

The clouds began to thin,

And each small bud left on the trees

Felt spring return again.

The sun broke through the thinning clouds

While blue sky took their place

And on each bud a drop of rain

Reflected back His face.

Proverbs 27:19

 19 As water reflects the face,
   so one’s life reflects the heart.