Too much love? Never.

Someone asked me yesterday, "Is there such a thing as too much love?" No. Never. Love is as infinite as the universe. We have to know what love really is though. Loving a person is wanting what is truly best for him as well as what is best for myself. It does not mean allowing myself to be used or mistreated. It is not in a person's best interest to be allowed to act selfishly.

Think of it in a parental manner. Parents lovingly deny a child many things which they know are not good for the child. They do this in an effort to teach self discipline and discernment. Also, when a child misbehaves, a parent lovingly chastises the child in an effort to prevent the child from larger troubles later on in life. Love is justice as well as mercy.

Sometimes we give and give and receive nothing in return. It is in those times that we are tempted toward bitterness and selfishness. We think, "What good is love anyway?" But if we continue on in love, it is then that we experience passion. It is then that we suffer with love. When we suffer with love, we want to pour out our lives for the sake of our loved one. We ache with longing that that person might be fulfilled.

That person is then seen not as someone for our own purposes, but as a wonderfully made creation. He is a son, a brother, a father, a comrade. She is a daughter, a sister, a mother, a companion. Love sees through pure eyes and expects nothing but hopes for everything in return.