What is love?
In a Ted Dekker's book Saint, a three characters go back and forth about how power comes from belief, and belief from love. But what is love?
"Love," Johnny said. He pushed himself to his feet, inspired by the notion that Samuel had hit upon something.
"Love," Samuel repeated. "Do you believe?"
"That would mean I don't really love Kelly at all. I need her comfort and I need someone to comfort so that I feel useful, but that's not true love. I don't love her at all."
Samuel's eyes flitted to Kelly.
"No, I do love her," Johnny said. "I do love you. And even if I don't, I want to more than anything, because you're the world to me. But what if Samuel's right and I'm really loving you for my own sake? That's not real love, right?"
"Do any of us really love?" she demanded. "This kind of talk can only conclude that there is no love in the world!"
Eventually after their conversation continues, it ends with this:
"Focus instead on love. True love. Selfless love in your heart." (Samuel)
"How?" (Johnny).
So is true love selfless love? What is true love? I've already eliminated all of the possibilities of that I listed at the top; it's definitely not any of those. What is it?
Maybe you disagree with me, but I can't help but think it's something WAY bigger than any of us can imagine. Love isn't the stuff of the movies, or of a lot of different books out there. Love isn't the stuff of highschool gossip, nor of the affairs that, unfortunately, many adults have. I think that once we get past that little blip of information right there, a lot of us struggle to figure out what love actually is.
I also think that Love is really simple, but it's just mind boggling because of how simple it is.
So what is love?
