Engraved on the metal of an old country weathercock are these words, “God is Love,” and often people who notice it go to the owner of the house and ask him why he had such a text engraved upon a weathercock.
“Surely,” they exclaim, “a weathercock is not the place for such a text. Do you want us to believe that the love of God is as fickle and uncertain as the wind?”
“No,” replied the owner quietly, “that is not at all what I mean. I had the text put on my weathercock just to remind me that whichever way the wind may blow God is Love, If the wind veers found to the north, and comes laden with frost and snow, or from the biting east, God is love just as much to me then, as when His wind breathes softly and gently from the south.”