It would be grand to make a huge, overwhelming gesture of love for another. Something big, and showy, that everyone could see. But I would argue that it is the little gestures that are the most like God. You see, God's love is in the details. God's love, and ours for one another, is in the opened door, or the gentle hug.
Love is a home cooked dinner, or a perfectly grown rose.
Love for one another is in listening, instead of talking. Love is remembering to say something nice instead of one more nasty crack. We all know these details, but they are too easy. It is easy to love a baby, if they aren't crying all night. It is easy to love clean people who don't smell bad.