One preacher said; 'Friends, if I were God your body would always be 18, you could eat anything and maintain perfect weight; your middle-aged wife would have the face and figure of an angel; your mid-life husband, thick hair and wash board abs; your youngsters as intelligent as Einstein; your teens cooperative, logical and consistent. Temperature would be 72 always; snow would be warm, melting overnight; and there'd be no nasty people.
