Seder night is a night when miracles happen, which the Torah refers to as the night God watches over the Jewish People:
לֵיל שִׁמֻּרִים הוּא לַה’ לְהוֹצִיאָם מֵאֶרֶץ מִצְרָיִם הוּא־הַלַּיְלָה הַזֶּה לַה’ שִׁמֻּרִים לְכל־בְּנֵי יִשְׂרָאֵל לְדֹרֹתָם – It is a night of vigil for the Lord to bring them out of the land of Egypt; this is a night of vigil for the Lord for all the children of Israel throughout the ages.
But before this declaration, the Torah narrates the Jewish People’s experience in Egypt, echoed by the Haggada at the Seder, and describes the turning point, when the people groaned from their backbreaking labor:
וַנִּצְעַק אֶל־ה’ אֱלֹהֵי אֲבֹתֵינוּ, וַיִּשְׁמַע ה’ אֶת־קֹלֵנוּ, וַיַּרְא אֶת־עָנְיֵנוּ וְאֶת-עֲמָלֵנוּ וְאֶת-לַחֲצֵנוּ… וַנִּצְעַק אֶל־ה’ אֱלֹהֵי אֲבֹתֵינוּ – כְּמָה שֶּׁנֶּאֱמַר: וַיְהִי בַיָּמִים הָרַבִּים הָהֵם וַיָּמָת מֶלֶךְ מִצְרַיִם, וַיֵּאָנְחוּ בְנֵי־יִשְׂרָאֵל מִן־הָעֲבוֹדָה וַיִּזְעָקוּ, וַתַּעַל שַׁוְעָתָם אֶל־הָאֱלֹהִים מִן הָעֲבֹדָה – And we cried out to the Lord, the God of our ancestors, and the Lord heard our voice, and He saw our affliction, and our toil and our duress… as it is stated; “And it was in those great days that the king of Egypt died and the Children of Israel sighed from the work and yelled out, and their supplication went up to God from the work.”
The Torah describes what they did – they groaned – and what happened as a result: their cries rose to Heaven, and God heard them, considering these cries as stirring prayers.
When you hear something, it is external and may or may not resonate deeply; however, when someone truly listens, their internal desire extends beyond the self and draws the external inward. God actively listened to their cries, which spurred action and led to redemption; the responsiveness of a Creator, who not only hears but listens, signifies a deep, personal involvement in the life of Creation.
But notice how they didn’t pray in any conventional sense at all; there were no gatherings, campaigns, fasts, or prayer lists. They simply cried out from pain and misery, yet these cries were sufficient; they were the worthy and pivotal prayers upon which the story turns.
Rather than perceiving time as a simple linear progression, we can understand time as cyclical, where events repeat in patterns, with recurring seasons and cycles. When we celebrate a birthday or anniversary, we experience a sense of renewal, a revived manifestation of the original event. Your birth occurred on a specific day years ago, yet the energy or force that gave life to you remains special, and we commemorate it annually, creating a temporal loop.
Every birthday signifies a new beginning, a fresh tally of your life, which aligns with the notion that time is not strictly linear but contains pockets of cyclical or even spiral-shaped significance.
Even the fundamental building block of life, DNA, isn’t linear—it’s a double helix, an interlocking spiral.
Life is replete with cycles, not lines—a spiral galaxy forever rotating, never returning to the exact same point. Seder night is not merely a commemoration of the Exodus; it reinvokes the redemptive energy and forces that give rise to redemption, endowing our existence with renewal and possibility.
The turning point of the Seder is the moment the Jewish People cried for help, not as structured formal prayers, but as raw, heartfelt cries.
The Apter Rav explains that when we read the part of the Haggada about our ancestors crying out, the very same primal energies and forces are accessible to us then and there. R’ Meilich Biderman and many others recount stories of individuals who, during this moment at the Seder, uttered the same prayer as our ancestors and subsequently experienced salvation, whether for children, healing, finances, a marriage, or what – וַנִּצְעַק אֶל־ה’ אֱלֹהֵי אֲבֹתֵינוּ וַיִּשְׁמַע ה’ אֶת־קֹלֵנוּ.
Our sages conclude from the stories of our ancestors that God loves righteous prayers; you don’t have to be righteous to generate a righteous prayer. Our daily prayers affirm that God is close to the people who call on Him in truth – קרוב ה’ לכל קוראיו, לכל אשר יקראוהו באמת.
When rain gets cold, it turns to snow, but if it gets too cold, it won’t snow at all.
There are times we can pray. But there are times when words are not enough, and we’re not praying; we’re crying, or maybe not even that, because it is too hard, and we are so tired of running on empty.
As R’ Ahron of Karlin points out, this is not a night of remembering past redemptions; it is explicitly a night of future redemptions for all generations, including ours – לֵיל שִׁמֻּרִים הוּא לַה’ לְהוֹצִיאָם מֵאֶרֶץ מִצְרָיִם הוּא־הַלַּיְלָה הַזֶּה לַה’ שִׁמֻּרִים לְכל־בְּנֵי יִשְׂרָאֵל לְדֹרֹתָם.
The Ohr HaChaim highlights how redemption is promised as something ongoing, not something in the past tense – לְהוֹצִיאָם / לְדֹרֹתָם.
Take a moment to think deeply about yourself, the people you love, and the things you need. Be vulnerable and sincere; when it hurts, you cry. An analysis of the adequacy of our intention and prayers is misplaced; a heartfelt sigh and an honest tear have the power to move the heavens.
Although it isn’t a conventional prayer, and although it isn’t directed at Heaven or anywhere in particular, just know that it happens to be a perfectly faithful reenactment of our ancestor’s great prayer, and that was more than enough – וַנִּצְעַק אֶל־ה’ אֱלֹהֵי אֲבֹתֵינוּ, וַיִּשְׁמַע ה’ אֶת־קֹלֵנוּ.
On all other nights, the Creator accepts our prayers holistically, from the outermost words to the innermost thoughts and feelings, our deepest desires that we are not consciously aware of and cannot begin to articulate.
There is no mystical meditation here, no magic words.
But on this night, there is magic in the air; this is a night when miracles happen.