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Passover means to pass over every challenge.

There are some big challenges right now.

We’ve been isolated from one another, many of us confined to our homes. Our paths into the future have been suddenly swallowed into a great fog of uncertainty. The world in which we lived only a month ago is gone, never to return quite the same.

What do we Jews do when terra firma slips out from under our feet, when all that seemed certain a moment ago has suddenly vanished and there isn’t a railing left to grasp or a rope to hang on to?

Grasp that which has always proven solid and sure. In every time, in every circumstance.

On the night when we were rescued from the bondage of Ancient Egypt, sit with your family, sit with your roommate, sit just you and the Creator of the Universe alone. Eat the matzahs and bitter herbs, drink the wine and tell the greatest story ever told.

While the whole world is grounded on the tarmac, tell the story of an exodus from excruciating restriction to holy freedom. The story of our own people, of you and I, of some 4,000 years of eternity.

As all of humanity ties itself in protective knots, talk about escape from bondage. As we all await our exodus back to freedom, tell the ancient story our ancestors told. Tell it to whoever is there in your house. Most of all, tell it to yourself.

Matzah

The night of Passover is a transcendental night. It’s a night that puts past and present into perspective. It says there’s something beyond today’s headlines. That there is a purpose to everything, meaning hiding in every corner, a destiny to this awesome world. Eventually, it will all make sense. Eventually, we will all be free.

The matzah we eat on Passover night is called the bread of faith. It’s also called the bread of healing.1 Right now, we could use both.

We need faith—faith that none of this is pointless, that life has meaning, that this is leading to something good, good far beyond our understanding of good, and—despite all the hardships—there could be no better path. Because there is an Author to this story, and He is good.

We need healing—healing not only from aches and fevers, healing not only for our lungs but for our souls, so that we can face the world once more with joy and confidence, with optimism and courage.

So we can build a new world to which sickness will never return.

Holding Tight

Without Passover, could there be a Jewish people? Could there be any freedom at all in the world? Could there be hope for a better future?

Passover is the story of hope. We could use hope right now.All these things, the story of the Exodus brought into the world. It is the story that inspired liberty and justice throughout the ages, that felled tyrants and lifted the downtrodden to a place of hope.

And hope is something we all need right now.

When your ship is tossed by raging waves, don’t dispose of your anchor.

When your backpack is too heavy to bear and a formidable mountain range lies before you, that is not the time to trash your hiking gear. That is the time to put it to good use.

When the world is inundated with rushing waters, when a flood swiftly rises above your head, climb aboard the ark your ancestors left you. You will not be alone. All your people will be there with you.

As the waters rise, so will you, so will all of us, higher and yet higher.

On the very first Passover, in Ancient Egypt, each family was sequestered in its home. No one was permitted to step outside. Outdoors, a plague swept through the land, but in each Jewish home, there was light and hope.

That morning, the Jewish people left for the Promised Land.

Now we are here. This year in Jerusalem.