He looked round again and could hardly believe his eyes. There was the blue sky overhead, and grassy country spreading as far as he could see in every direction, and his new friends all round him, laughing.
“It seems, then,” said Tirian, smiling himself, “that the Stable seen from within and the Stable seen from without are two different places.”
“Yes,” said the Lord Digory. “Its inside is bigger than its outside.”
“Yes,” said Queen Lucy. “In our world too, a Stable once had something inside it that was bigger than our whole world.”
I have always loved that passage from C.S. Lewis’ The Last Battle. It expresses such a profound theological truth in a simple fashion.
Yes, I know that historically that image we have from years of Christmas pageants is incorrect, that Jesus was probably not born in a stable but in the ground floor room of a house. They did things differently in the first century than we do today. There would have been no carpets on the floor for the animals to ruin, or at least not on the lower level.
Lewis expresses so many rich ideas in his Chronicles of Narnia series. Imagine the infant Christ, lying in a manger (yes, there probably was manger, animals have to eat). Fully God and fully human, he indeed could be considered bigger than our whole world. What does this tell us about the nature of God? What does it tell us about our place in the world? I could go on, but this perhaps isn’t the place for deep theological discussion. The internet is, after all, the repository of cat pictures (I’ve posted my share).
Still, with Christmas day now less than a week away, perhaps this is a good time to reflect on Jesus, God, and a stable that was bigger on the inside than on the outside.