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I was born in NTM Australia... and did not get far enough away from it until I was 19 and moved to Sweden.
"the mission" scares me still.
There is NO normal in this environment.
I was taught to believe it was normal but it is far from that.

Still scares me to.

Funny thing, I was talking to a councilor yesterday, which is a rare occurence (No no, I'm not going nuts, it was a professional dilemma, for which I had no clear answer). The voice on the other end was male and from that big country situated between Mexico and Canada. Perhaps I've finally reached a bit of "normality" because it didn't make me flash back to the past. Here's hoping.

I remember arriving in Boot Camp Australia. It was hot, there were heaps of flies and some bizzare creatures in the gum trees. The Kookaburugh laughed incessantly. The staff kids spoke some strange made made up language, which they wouldn't divulge to lesser mortals. The missionary candidates spent considerable time beating each other up on the soccer field, which had an incredible slope on it and we went to the local school in jeeps, because the damn magpies were to vicious to walk. We lived in little shacks which had no internal walls that managed to connect with the ceiling and had no facilities whatsoever. Then there was the censorship raids and the whole knew religious language that made little sense.
It was so weird it would have been comical, except I knew that there was no going back to "normality", I was stuck.

Should have gone to Sweden too .

I might just take you up on your offer. I have been to Sweden some time ago. A stunningly beautiful country. It was Autumn and just getting cold.
Denmark was like the Canterbury plains. Norway was magnificent, the fjords and rugged mountains. Then Finland with all those forests. And the Scandanavians are most hospitable. I did draw the line of having a sauna and then diving into the snow. I'm sure it keeps you youthful and gorgeous, but this old wrinkled prune wasn't that brave.

Pass on my regards to Sven, Bjorn, Benny, Agentha and Frieda (o.k. how did they get ABBA out of the letter "F").

The next MK conference/reunion at your house in Sweden?????

Have it in the middle of one of those amazing Scandanavian winters. Even the brave and fearless Bemused won't be wearing his shorts .
But going from a hot sauna to jumping in a freezing lake, could be invigerating (or a reminder of the highs and lows of the past).

Second thoughts, maybe a late summer gathering Downunder? Beautiful wine, stunning fresh food, gorgeous scenery and shorts can be worn.

So What is Normal?

Well I'm not, but it doesn't bother me, it's who I've become.

I've never even spanked a child, never cheated on my wife, never raped, never lied to cover up the last two or asked someone else to lie for me to cover up the last two. I've never extorted money out anyone, or faked miracles to con the gullible.
And yet I hear account after account of people who did this and still do. And they are biding their time on earth hoping that none of this leaks out so that they can sit in their churches and be adored by the "faithful" and take their money, while those around them speak of the heavenly riches they will have bestowed upon them by a grateful and loving God.

No, I'm not normal, probably never will be. But I've never stooped to the level of depravity and deception that to many from my past did and yet they claim they lead "supernormal lives". And so according to someone genetically close to me, I shall enter the gates of hell at the end of my life (which is not the point of this post) while he joins his friends who raped, cheated on their wives, beat others children and worse, then covered it up and pretended all was "normal".

Hey, but who really cares, because it was all done in Jesus name and that's all that matters.

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Damn you Bemused, I swore black and blue that I was never going to come back and post again, after all a gal's got a life to lead away from all the crap of the past.

But of course like a good Aussie fly around a big pile of shit, it's hard not to sneak a bit of a look at whats happening in the Fanda world. And you make me laugh, you make me cry and most importantly you make us all think so far out of the box we can't remember which box we were in. Brilliant I say, something that should have happened years ago, getting the befuddled NTM clouded brains actually thinking for themselves.

So this post, somethings eating you, right? A woman's intuition. Bemused you are in no way normal, none of us are after a good old dose of NTM, but full credit to you for hanging in there trying to make the world a better place in your strange unique way.
No hugs from Aunty Aussie, don't want you freaking out all over the place, but hang in there mate, you'll probably never know how many people read your posts and think geez the old Kiwi has something there and actually use that coat rack between their ears because of your unique style.

Nearly forgot, the Australian Commission of Inquiry into Institutional Child Abuse is taking submissions, bend over Crossview and NTM, you is gonna have your ass kicked by the truth and it is about time.

Ah sorry about the bad language, not!

Aussie!! How nice to see you and your lovely chainsaw!! I have missed you!!

Big smile over here!!