We’re usually so familiar with ourselves and our world that we forget what a thing it is to exist at all. Today I read a couple of less common Jewish blessings that make big memories very tangible.
One who sees the sun at its turning point should say, “Blessed is He who reenacts the works of Creation.” And when is this? Abaya said: every 28th year. (Berachot 59b, Babylonian Talmud)
When hearing thunder: Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the universe, whose strength and might fill the world. Upon seeing lightning: Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the universe, who makes the work of creation.
These kinds of things often go unnoticed, despite their large scale, or they seem awesome in their own right. The importance of remembering that in the very depth of their reality, the elements of our world point past themselves, seems to be the main reason why the Jewish tradition is so interested in contemplating the way (so beyond our comprehension) in which God creates the world. Our smallness in that is coupled with thankfulness for being able to explore the world with knowing trust.