I don’t often dig out old posts out of the archives… But I think this one deserves another airing. If like me you’re already drowning under tinsel, star-shaped cookies and costumes for the Christmas show, you might find this helps restore some of the wonder!
If you’re reading this in the UK you probably don’t need me to tell you what this postcard is, or why I associate it with Christmas… but for those of you that aren’t:
This is the TARDIS. It’s from the long running UK TV show Dr Who and it’s a time-travelling spaceship. It’s become something of an iconic image and because of the unmissably excellent Christmas Day special episodes, it doesn’t seem entirely out of place in the jumble of jolly santas, cherubic angels and sprigs of holly.
Apart from that, all you need to know is this: It’s bigger on the inside.
On the outside it’s the size and shape of a 1960’s British Police telephone box (a regular sight on UK streets when this series started, ten years before I was born!), but on the inside it is apparently vast (there are even rumours of a swimming pool.) Ask any Dr Who fan to describe the TARDIS and that’s what they’ll tell you – ‘it’s bigger on the inside’.
Think of how you would gasp in awe and wonder if you were to walk through that little blue door and discover that it is so much more than it appears to be. Think of how you would run outside again to check and double check what you were seeing. Think of how much your mind would be expanded!
That really would be amazing. To see something that so defied my understanding of how things are, how they work, of what is possible. I’m pretty sure that I would be bursting to tell people about it but might also struggle to find the right words to describe how that discovery makes me feel…
All this reminds me of another image I associate with Christmas day:
A new-born baby. Small, soft-skinned and helpless. Wrapped in a cloth and lying in a straw-filled manger.
And when I look, I hear God whisper,
“Can you see it?… Can you see what the shepherds saw, what the wise men travelled to see?”
“He’s bigger on the inside”
This is the extraordinary miracle of Christmas for me, perhaps even more amazing than the Easter-miracle of the resurrection:
Our God who spoke the universe into the existence and holds every part of it together; our God who said “let there be light” and who is the light; our God who is infinitely powerful, infinitely wise, infinitely creative, infinitely loving, infinitely big; everything that he is is somehow contained inside that tiny cloth-wrapped package in the manger… Astounding.
For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him
Take a moment today to let that sink in again.
Take some time to be awestruck,
and don’t be fooled by the tiny, helpless, sweet-smelling, soft-skinned baby in the manger…
He’s so much more than he appears to be.
Seriously bigger on the inside.