Bridge Church Studio Construction and Varnish Fumes
The hosts open the program from the Bridge Church studios, noting the heavy presence of contractors and construction activity. Strong varnish fumes from the Life Center's renovations trigger a childhood memory of building five model airplanes in a closed room. The discussion transitions from the physical environment to the dangers of childhood toys and the importance of the Sabbath.
bridge church· studio· construction· varnish· model airplanes
00:00 Father, thank you for the privilege of what we get to do today. Adam and I come to you as brothers, as sons, and we thank you for the daughters that will be listening as well. And we pray for them. We pray for everyone. We're mindful that there are people that will have empty chairs around the Christmas dinner table this year. And we're mindful of them. We pray for them. Pray that you would bring the prodigals home. And Father, we honor you as we roll this podcast out. What a privilege it is to do this together and to enjoy this amazing season. In Jesus' name, amen. Amen. It's Wednesday, December 17th, 2025. We get to do this. This is episode number 15. This is the life we've been blessed with.
00:43 This is a gift for you. We get to do this. This is a chance we cannot miss. This is the life we get to do this. I was singing it this morning. I was singing it? It sounds in your head. It does. It does. That's why it's called a hook. Yes. It hooks you for sure. Like biscuits and gravy sticks to your ribs. Like mold or fungus clothes. Never mind. So we're in the Bridge Church studios right now. They're doing a lot of construction. Oh, my gosh. There's contractors all over the place. Yeah, I was in here yesterday recording some Christmas and New Year's greetings with the staff. And we were all kind of high, I think. I think I'm there right now. What do they do?
01:28 Is that varnish or? It's varnished. They did all the doors, baseboards, trim in the life center, which is connected to this building. And it's literally down the hall, the entryway. So all that toxic smell just floating in. It's just filling this place. It took me right back to when I was, I think, maybe nine years old. We were on vacation, and it was raining, and so I was in my room, and my parents had bought me model airplanes to have something to do. And I built nine, no, five model airplanes in one day with the door and windows closed. And I'm like, mom, I don't feel so good. Like, oh, Lord Lou
