I often find myself daydreaming what It would be like as a father. For instance, sometimes I pretend saying the institution of the Eucharist in the shower (where no one can hear me ). Other times, I pretend I have just acted in Persona Christi by consecrating it, and I am kneeling devoutly before the host as to encourage the congregation to more devoutly admire the Lord before they come and receive him. And I also daydream about doing really awesome stuff like almost being late to mass because I stopped by a severe wreck scene on the highway and gave a critically wounded person an emergency baptism (since I conveniently had a bottle of water in my car) and saved their soul.
I guess I really want to be one of those “Men in Black”
flash of light from a glowstick