In some moments, a saint’s discomfort. That I should not be pleased with a certain situation that I find myself in, and refuse on principle to enjoy it. Or perhaps not like a saint’s sensations at all, for one might not have let himself fall into such a predicament. Still, we must do what we can with what we have at any given moments…. The question of “What would Jesus do?” I find to be a curious thing, for the Lord would not have gotten himself into many if not most of the dilemmas where that question seems to pop up. But a saint’s quandary — this can be believed, as they are merely human, too — this might be useful to imagine. To slouch also towards Bethlehem, in the shadow of the rough beast, His hour come round at last.