Roots: Stockholm - Linden Malki

This is Stockholm, Sweden; I was privileged to visit Sweden in 1998 with a group of Americans of Swedish Baptist connections to join in the celebration of the Baptist Union of Sweden marking the 150th anniversary of the first believers' baptism in Sweden. One of those baptised was my great-grandfather; he and two brothers left Sweden under pressure and settled in Minnesota, where my grandmother grew up in a family that hosted a house church. My grandfather also emigrated from Sweden, after his father kicked him out for joining an illegal Baptist house church in west Sweden, and he came to Minnesota, looked up the Swedish Baptist church in St Paul, Minnesota, and met my grandmother. They moved to Seattle, and then to western Oregon, and my grandmother was a charter member of four Swedish Baptist churches in a long life. 
One of my favorite memories of my grandmother was being at her house in Oregon when I was about eight and she was in her eighties (I'm the second to youngest of her grandchildren).  A cousin and I noticed that she was sitting reading her Bible, and we asked "Grandma, you haven't finished reading that yet?" Her answer, in a soft Swedish accent, was "Yes, I've read it a number of times, but I find something new every time."  We were amazed that she was still finding more there even after so many years,  I have found her answer not only unforgettable, but also absolutely true!