This was a collection of fluffy, vaguely moralistic and surprisingly religious stories.
I was expecting "Love is a Verb" to be about, well, love. But barely any of the stories were about romantic love, even those that were about marriage. The book was filled with stories of terminal illness, chronic pain, death, addiction, etc. The advice was along the lines of endurance, sacrifice, and servitude.
While some of the stories, I felt, had good advice, most were "too much" for me. I don't think you should dedicate your life to serving people who hate you. Really, just leave them alone. It will be better for everyone. The fact that you are making a sacrifice does not add intrinsic value to the deed. If a person didn't need your help, sacrifice or no sacrifice, your help will be wasted.
Another thing that really bugged me throughout the book, was endless reference to religion. I'm not religious and don't know any religious people, so I wasn't accustomed to seeing such line of thinking. For example:
1) I have this problem. I pray.
or
2) I have this problem. I search the Bible for instructions on solving it.
or
3) I have this problem. I do this to solve it. It works, the problem is solved. I thank God for solving my problem.
The whole time I was like "????????". It just felt very weird, out of place. When I read XIX century novels or ancient literature, I expect religion and rituals to be a major part of decision-making, but in a modern book... Well, I guess it's just very far from my approach to problem-solving or any approaches I've ever encountered.
I can't say it was bad, just clearly very much not for me. Not in line with my values and outlook on life. I'm sure people closer to Christianity might like it. The low rating is just a reflection of me not finding reasons to give it more stars.