Deep within life’s chasm finds a service God did mold.
United in a common depth, they came forth as pure gold.
Pliable and usable, yet melted by life’s heat,
They poured themselves into God’s work and touched the
Mercy Seat.
On the table God did spread, their service has not dimmed.
They serve our Savior hand in hand. They’ve done it all for Him.
How proud I am to know these two — the Scheimos I adore.
Their golden cup’s not empty yet. God knows what’s still in store.