Reflections

As I sat in my backyard early this morning, I looked up and saw the moon. It was blurred by clouds. Then I looked down, and I saw the reflection of the moon in a puddle of water on my patio. The moon's reflection was clear, the clouds did not obscure the reflection. It made me think how we may see a person who seems nice, kind, intelligent but then their actions show they are not. What kind of person are you when people see past the clouds?