God:
[whispering]
Moses...
Moses:
Here I am.
God:
Take the sandals from your feet, for the place on which you stand is holy ground.
Moses:
Who are you?
God:
I am that I am.
Moses:
I don't understand.
God:
I am the God of your ancestors, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
Miriam:
[disembodied]
You were born of my mother, Yocheved! You are our brother!
[Moses quickly removes his sandals and throws them behind him]
Moses:
What do you want with me?
God:
I have seen the oppression of my people in Egypt, and have heard their cry.
[sound of screams and cracking whips]
God:
So I shall stretch forth my hand, and lead them out of Egypt, into a good land. A land flowing with milk and honey. And so, unto Pharaoh, I shall send... you.
Moses:
Me? W-who am I to lead these people? They won't follow me, they won't even listen!
God:
I shall teach you what to say.
Moses:
[disembodied]
Let my people go!
Moses:
But I was their enemy. I was the prince of Egypt, the son of the man who slaughtered... their *children*! You've chosen the wrong messenger! H-how can I even speak to these people?
God:
WHO MADE MAN'S MOUTH? WHO MADE THE DEAF, THE MUTE, THE SEEING OR THE BLIND? DID NOT I? NOW GO!
[Moses falls to the ground, cowering]
God:
[soothing, lifting Moses up]
Oh, Moses, I shall be with you when you go to the king of Egypt. But Pharaoh will not listen. So I will stretch forth my hand and smite Egypt with all my wonders! Take the staff in your hand, Moses. With it, *you* shall do *my* wonders.
[whispers]
God:
I will be with you, Moses.