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True Love and Faith

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Show me authentic faith.

Show me where your heart is

Show me who you love

Do you glorify the riches of this world?

Or do you rest in the richness of God’s love?

Do you feed the poor?

Do you pour the hope of healing into the sick?

Do you walk with the meek of this earth?

Or do you shun the weak, And lift up the powerful?

True power is found

in laying down your life

For that is what the Saviour did for you

Will you take up your Cross

And die to your selfish desires?

Surrender all to the Lord

Pray for the breaking of your heart

And see the hurt in this world

Become a catalyst for true love

Feed the poor

Pour the hope of healing into the sick

Walk with the meek of this earth

Shun the power hungry

And empower the weak.

This is authentic faith

This is where my heart is

This is how I show my love

©️2026

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“Sleepy Perth.” (Bed Hair – Thirteen)

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Late the next morning and I was sitting in the hotel restaurant with Bianca and David, Chuck and Pierre, resting after gorging ourselves on the breakfast buffet. Yes, I did say Pierre was there. Come on, it’s not like I could avoid him, right? Though after the previous night it would’ve been some relief, but Bianca had insisted I come and eat breakfast with her. I still hadn’t managed to talk to Pat about any of this, either. For some reason he wasn’t up early today…or perhaps that was by design.
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“We should be.” (Bed Hair – Eleven)

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Dear Diary,

Pierre is really, really good at fooling the public that he’s happy. That everything is fine in his life and he’s content and enjoying the moments with the band. But, tonight…everyone, and I mean everyone, got to see the real face of Pierre Charles Bouvier.

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“Three sizes too big.” (Bed Hair – Ten)

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Dear Diary,

School holidays. Something safe to write about. As a relief teacher holidays are my time to refresh myself. To take a breather. I guess it helps me to recalibrate. These holidays are going to be quite a bit different and will encroach into term time, so, I won’t be available to relieve any classes. I’m still not sure how I feel about it all. It seems so sudden… Simple Plan, here, in Perth. Fools Rush In, supporting them on their national tour. I still can’t get my head around it.

Pierre. I don’t have words.

The others, it’s great to see them…

What am I going to tell Bianca and Mark and the rest of the guys? How do you tell them about a past that is hard for me to even think about?

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“Sounds like a plan.” (Bed Hair – Six)

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Perth, WA

Dear Diary,


Or dairy maybe? I’m eating Easter eggs, because, hey it’s that time of the year. Anyway, this week is going so darn slow. But, I’m perfectly fine with that. Because, guess what’s happening this weekend. Well, technically next week? I don’t have any relief work and Mark practically twisted my arm to join them as part of their Merch crew. Which would be fine…but the band they’re supporting. Big sighs, right?   
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“I’m Sad.” (Bed Hair – Five)

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Los Angeles, CA

Pierre sat with Chuck’s itinerary in his hands. He dragged his fingers through his hair as he tried to sort through the emotions that were fighting for his attention. The whole thing was getting worse as his friend handed him the information for the tour. The only good thing, really, was the support band. Fools Rush In had a refreshing sound; he had several of their tracks on his iPod on repeat of late.
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