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- He was very, very old. - Like you?

Yes, old like me.

And he served...

Sometimes...

when you don't know what to do,

you feel lost or confused.

You only need to ask one simple question.

What question?

What is in your hand? Hm?

What is in your hand?

What does that mean?

I will tell you the story of Moses

and of the staff in his hand.

Long before David ever kept his father's sheep,

another shepherd walked alone

in the wilderness of Horeb.

His name was Moses.

Once a prince in Pharaoh's house,

now a stranger with the flock that was not his own.

And then one night,

the God of Abraham spoke to him

from a bush, a fire.

And it changed everything.

Hi.

You have worn a path in the floor, husband.

What is making you hold that staff like a weapon?

Come, sit.

Sit down.

I'm all right.

You're not all right.

Tell me what happened.

If I tell you...

you may say your husband has lost his mind.

I have felt that many times, I married you anyway.

I'm not certain this time you'd be wrong.

Last night, on the far side of Horeb,

I saw fire.

A fire?

A bush...

burning.

At first I thought the lightning,

uh, dry scrub, it happens.

But I hadn't slept.

An old man climbing in the dark.

He can hear things. He can see things.

Is that what you believe?

It's what I want to believe.

Why?

I can wake up tomorrow, tend to the flock.

I can live and die a shepherd here in Midian

and that would be enough.

But if it was real...

Everything changes.

But I watched it.

I watched it for, I don't know how long,

and the bush itself was not consumed.

Not a leaf, not a twig.

As if the fire was alive.

A dream?

Dreams vanish when you wake.

This followed me home.

It's with me now.

Here in this tent. It's as real as your face.

It frightens me.

Zipporah...

I heard a voice.

Whose voice?

From where? From the fire?

From everywhere.

From nowhere. From inside my chest.

What did he say?

He knew my name.

Yes, that is my name. Here I am.

Show yourself.

Please.

Tell me who you are.

You heard the voice of God?

Not with these ears,

with my... mind, with my body,

with my whole soul.

As if he knew all of me in a single breath.

And for a moment I knew all of him

that a man can bear to know.

His words vibrated through me.

Every word was truer

than any word that I have ever spoken or heard.

What did he say?

That I must return...

to Egypt,

to the place of my birth.

To where my people are in bondage as slaves.

You were a slave in Egypt?

No.

I was a prince in Egypt.

I left that place long ago.

And no, if--

You have chosen the wrong vessel.

Who am I that I should stand before Pharaoh?

If I go...

to the Israelites and they ask, what is his name,

what should I say?

But they will not believe me.

They will say,

the Lord has not appeared to you.

Why should they trust a man who fled Egypt long ago?

My staff.

No!

I've never been a man of words.

Slow of speech, slow of tongue.

However, I've always been this way.

Please,

please send someone else.

This Pharaoh... you knew him?

As a brother.

So...

what will you do?

What did he do?

That is a good question, Avva.

He did what every man must do when God calls him

to an impossible thing.

He had to decide who to fear

and who to serve.

He had to confront a moment

when he took justice into his own hands,

a life he tried for 40 years to forget.

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