The time came for Yaakov to leave the pure, pristine environs of his “tents” and work in the “dusty,” undignified world of Lavan and Esav. We should never feel that we would be better off, that we would be purer and holier, if we never needed to struggle, if we never had to confront saro shel Esav. The “dirt” produced over the course of our struggles is itself pure and holy.
