There can never be a satisfying definition of love. I must admit those given by Merriam-Webster, Oxford, and others ran fall short of this wonderful virtue that I am feeling inside. It speaks of an array of facets that are so pleasing to be spoken of.
True love is always sacrificial. It is willing to think of the good of others first, before the self, and in fact delights in doing it. And, most often, to some extent it is willing to give good things to others even at the expense of hurting the self.
Genuine love is selfless. It is a selfish-less act. It is an emotion that could only be satisfied by seeing that the highest need and desire of others are met even if the self loses everything. It is like being sacrificial at the highest degree.
Candid love delights in the truth. If you love someone, you are willing to give him or her the truth – and it includes the kind of truth that hurts. The truth that corrects and rebukes, the powerful truth that exposes the painful reality.
Superb love has great tolerance and patience. It is able to forgive – without limits, to the good sense. Not just seven times, but seventy times seven times.
The list of the good qualities of love can go on and on and fill the pages of an entire book. And all of it leads to the Superb kind of Love – the love that is willing to give life for the others. The kind of love that is exemplified by Jesus Christ, when He gave up His life in ransom of the sinful.
Now, that is real love.