I don't think anything has nailed it yet, but I think the egg by Andy Weir is the closest.
In my mind, I thought how beautiful and ordered it would be if we were different reincarnations of each other, going around and around again.
It's beautiful from a karma point of view, everything we do bad and good is caused by ourselves. I also thought for an all powerful being it may be boring and what better way than to keep entertained.
I do prefer Andy's interpretation. If the universe is an egg and as a species our totality would be a fetus. Every thought and applied knowledge combined over a near infinity of experiences of moral understanding would just approach being a baby deity.
I would begin by drawing a distinction between religion and God (or the mystery, or the nature of the universe, whatever you prefer). Religions, even at their best when not corrupted by other influences, are our feeble attempts to know and define the infinite mystery. Religion is the blanket we throw over the invisible man to give him some semblance of shape and form. Then we sit around arguing that the pattern on your blanket is wrong and misinterpret that as God. That's religion.