If I had picked which model of body I was sporting in life, I would have been tempted to go with something a little more like a sports car, and not so much like an old jalopy (I don't really know what a jalopy is -- I read it in a book once and I have always liked the way it sounds.)
Because, Rumi, if I had made my body, I would have made it a little differently.
Now, I'm sure there is a reason for this model T body I've been blessed with, and I'm okay with that. I really am. But in the resurrection, when things are restored to their perfect frame, is PERFECT subjective or objective?