As the world once again awaits the Savior's coming, a poem by Edwin Markham comes to mind. It speaks of what our "waiting" should look like.  "A old cobbler named Conrad had a dream that the Lord was coming to visit him. So he washed the walls of his small shop and his shelves until they shined. He decorated the shop with holly and fir. He put milk and honey on the table to offer to his special guest. Then he sat down and waited. As he was waiting, Conrad saw a poor barefoot beggar walking in the rain [READ MORE]