My new favorite toy is imagining that the actual God-given created order is, in truth, a procedurally-generated dystopian-fantasy-sci-fi FPS rogue-like (one life only!) video game in which I (and you, and all Christians everywhere,) do, in fact, get two lives.
In said uber-forever game I am currently a Cleric-Bard-Wizard-Paladin-Inventor. I need a better moniker for my class! More on that next time.
This can make even things like applying for a mortgage something a child may call “fun.” It's not just a meaningless chore anymore. It's essential experience points needed to level up my "upon whom the end of the ages has come” base-camp post-modern-homestead against the darkness.
What a rollick it can be to make convincing yourself that life actually is a game your primary homework assignment for a month. Christianity and the Christian life is the ultimate role-playing experience, intimately designed by the Almighty Creator for your “entertainment,” formally referred to in most other societies as "life.”
We shall see how long I can keep it up. But at the moment, I am treating the Greek of my confirmation verse like a Harry Potter spell for warding away self-doubt and shame, but with D&D-esque requirements such as focus and pronunciation for level of effect - which indeed is an authentic result of my own paying attention to the meaning of the verse itself as God's word for my life.
It seems to be expelliarmus-ing nicely. Treating each morning Psalm like a wand to cast over my day is equally as vivifying to the imagination born of the practice. I encourage your own gamification of everything in the world immediately.
Agoras-thaete gar timeis!