With the Exodus from Egypt, our nation was born. And so, we are a nation of hope and miracles.

Hope, not for some personal salvation in heaven, but a promise materialized here on earth, for all the earth, wrought by our muddy hands through the toil of our labors of body and soul.

That is why every mitzvah we do is a memory of that Exodus, that is why every prayer we utter concludes with that hope, for it is what breathes into this ephemeral life eternal meaning, that renders our wanderings in many lands a journey towards the grandest of destinies.