love more even with less

if faith the size of a mustard seed can move a mountain, what can love of the same size accomplish? why do we sit around waiting for some swell of love to overcome our hearts when the smallest tug would be enough? isn't love like yeast, which seems small until it is worked into the dough and rises, changing the outcome drastically. if we work what little love we have out, will it abound and cause our hearts to rise and swell with love? why are you afraid of this?

i guess what i'm saying is: give love a chance. even if it's a fleeting one. even if you don't feel like it's enough.