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NMLS 696891 the sky above churned like a boiling cauldron, dark clouds swirling and rolling in an ominous dance. Thunder growled low and long, like the roar of some great beast roused from slumber. The air itself seemed to tremble in anticipation of what was to come. Moses stood at the edge of the encampment, his gaze sweeping across the sea's surface. Behind him, the jagged hills loomed like the teeth of a great predator. There was no escape. They were trapped in the distance. Beneath the rumble of thunder, the sound of war drums began to throb, faint at first, but growing louder with each passing moment. The steady thump reverberated through the ground, climbing up Moses legs and settling in his chest like the pounding of a second heartbeat. Pharaoh was coming. The vast chariots of Egypt rolled toward them like a tidal wave of iron and death, driven by wrath, driven by the hubris of a broken king. Moses, standing alone atop a rise, should have been panicking, but instead of terror, his mind drifted elsewhere, far from the impending clash of steel, and he thought of Zipporah. He thought of the sweet, simple piece of media where the wind whispered through the shrubs and the only sounds were the soft bleating of the lambs and the laughter of children. Oh, how he longed for it now, to be by her side again, to feel the warmth of her hand in his, to smell the faint trace of frankincense in her hair. He could almost see her standing at the entrance of their tent, her face lighting up as she saw him approach. Her smile was always the same, gentle and warm with that dimple on her left cheek that deepened when she laughed. He missed the simplicity of those days, the way the world had seemed so small, so manageable. There were no empires to defy, no gods to answer, no seas to cross. Just him, his wife, and their children living in the desert's embrace. His heart ached with the thought of them. He had given up everything to answer the call of God. But now, at this moment, he felt the sting of that sacrifice more acutely than ever before. He was no God. Though the Egyptians trembled before him and his people revered him as the chosen prophet, he was only a man. A man who missed his home and longed for peace. His hands now trembled slightly at his sides. His knees weakened beneath him, and he drew a slow, steadying breath. Moses, the deliverer, the chosen vessel of the Most High, was as human as any of them. And yet, even with his heart yearning for the comfort of his past, his eyes turned back to the people. They were his people. A nation formed not by borders or kings, but by a shared promise. He saw their faces now, a sea of fear and desperation. The older ones who had felt the lash of the taskmasters, their eyes hollow and worn from decades of suffering. The younger ones, wide eyed and uncertain, not yet fully understanding the peril they were in. Mothers clutched their infants to their chests, shielding them from the growing storm. Fathers gripped whatever makeshift weapons they could find. Staffs, axes, stones, knowing in their hearts that they were no match for the war machines of Egypt. More than anything, Moses longed for them to have what he had once tasted. A home. A land where they would be free from the chains of their oppressors. A land flowing with milk and honey, as the Lord had promised. But that promise now seemed so distant, so impossible. All they could see was the sea before them and death behind them. Moses tilted his head back, his eyes closing as he lifted his face toward the heavens. The wind tugged at his robes, whipping the fabric around him as if it, too, was caught in the brewing storm. He sighed, a deep, weary sound.

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I believe you will deliver us. The words were not loud, but they carried the weight of a man who had seen the impossible made real. But the response came not from the heavens, but from the earth below. A voice, deep and filled with rage cut through the canyons, bellowing downward to the people like the roar of a wild beast. Pharaoh.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (9:43)

Faster.

Narrator/Storyteller (9:46)

600 chariots churned up dust and stone behind Pharaoh and his armies. They rode with hardened rage. Deep in their stomachs, the air was thick with the scent of iron and hatred. Pharaoh's scepter rose above his head, poised to strike the first Hebrew he saw.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (10:06)

I am a God. I am Lord of the Nile, the abbey traveler. I am.

Narrator/Storyteller (10:18)

Suddenly, the heavens responded. The chariots were halted by a pillar of fire falling from the sky. The heavenly inferno raged before them with white, hot intensity. The horses reared in a panicked frenzy and the soldiers cowered, shielding Their faces. The heat singed their brows. But Pharaoh wouldn't relen his fury burned just as fierce as the heavenly flames. Violent rage dripped out of him like sweat. He knew the Lord had challenged him. But even after all the plagues and destruction, Pharaoh refused to bend a knee.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (10:58)

You will not rule over me. If I can't hit them big, I'll kill them. Their blood shall consecrate my reign. They will know that I am Pharaoh.

Narrator/Storyteller (11:18)

The children of Israel stood in front of the sea. The waters churned violently, a dark and chaotic symbol of death. Terror carved deep lines into their weary faces as they stood paralyzed. The sounds of Pharaoh's approaching fury growing louder behind them. They were trapped between their oppressors and the abyss. They had no way out. And no way forward.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (11:45)

We're doomed. There's no way out. What are we going to do? Is this what you wanted, Moses? We have no graves in Egypt. So you've decided to bury us out here? You should have left us alone. Better to live as slaves than die out here.

Narrator/Storyteller (12:04)

Moses eyes widened with similar panic. But he had to remain calm. His gaze shifted from the menacing chariots to the swirling chaos of the sea. He didn't know how long the chariots would be kept at bay. They had to act quickly.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (12:20)

Moses, we can't remain here. We either surrender to Pharaoh or start running around the shoreline.

Narrator/Storyteller (12:26)

He's gotten us this far.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (12:28)

Wind out now. Are you listening to me? Surrender around the coast. We can't remain here. We're running out of time. Have you learned nothing?

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I'll come back up for you.

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Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (13:00)

Really? I'm gonna have another one.

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Narrator/Storyteller (15:13)

Moses left his brother's side and ascended a jagged outcrop. He looked over the flock of Israel. He saw their fear. He felt it. He wasn't immune to terror, yet he knew deliverance was at hand. Someway, somehow, Moses knew the Lord would respond. He wouldn't have freed them from slavery to abandon them now. The same God who rained fire from the sky and turned the Nile to blood would not forsake them. Moses wasn't an eloquent man, a motivator or an orator like his brother. But he trusted God. He wanted the children of Israel to move with the same faith. His faith burned like a furnace. Moses pointed toward the chariots illuminated by flames. Pharaoh's bloodthirsty screams resounded over the sound of the waves and inferno. But Moses saw him for whom he truly was a false God and a defeated man.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (16:18)

Look at them. Look at the Egyptians hungry for your flesh. After this day, you will never see them again. Stand firm. Reject the fear gripping your hearts. Stand firm and behold the salvation of the Lord. He will fight.

Narrator/Storyteller (16:40)

A mighty eastern wind blew through the canyons, churning the water's edge. The breath of God was near. Moses looked back at the raging sea. The waters were dark and untamed, just as they were in the very beginning. But the wind of God was present. The Ruach, the spirit Everything went silent for Moses, as if he were suspended from space and time. The clamor of the crowd faded into a distant echo. He gripped his staff tightly, brow furrowed with righteous resolve. He closed his eyes, hearing the voice of the Almighty resounding in his mind.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (17:23)

Why do you cry to me? Tell the children of Israel to advance. Stretch forth your hand over the sea and behold my wonders. I will triumph over Pharaoh and his armies. My glory will be revealed, and my name will be exalted among the nations. They will know that I am the Lord.

Narrator/Storyteller (17:52)

Moses opened his eyes, planted his foot firmly on the rock below, and raised his staff. The breath of God blew from behind his chosen people. The wind cut through the sea like a razor, dividing the waters into two great walls. With dry land between them, the people fell back and beheld the Red Sea. Yielding to the will of God, the voice of the Creator tamed the dark and chaotic abyss. Moses turned, his voice thundering over the stunned crowd.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (18:28)

Run. Step into your freedom.

Narrator/Storyteller (18:31)

Aaron and Miriam rallied the people. Women with children ran in first, with the men in the back. The waters were held at bay by the breath of the Creator, and the chosen people ran through unharmed. They leaped over stones and helped each other up jagged slopes. Moses remained there with his staff held high. He looked back. The pillar of fire rose into a dark plume of smoke, enveloping Pharaoh's army. In darkness. The 600 chariots burst through with rage. Soot covered their faces, mirroring the darkness in their hearts.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (19:10)

After them. Don't stop until the sea runs red with their blood.

Narrator/Storyteller (19:18)

They were the cries of a man watching his godhood melt away under the intensity of a more extraordinary being. Moses turned to Pharaoh, seeing the man he once knew as a kinsman and friend. Images of their childhood flashed in his mind. He didn't see a bloodthirsty tyrant. He saw Ramses, the boy, the brother before the throne, and delusions of divinity. He was a boy playing by the stream, pretending to be a sea monster. He had become a monster indeed, and it broke Moses heart.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (19:56)

Ramses, relent, you fool. Come back and fight me. Coax.

Narrator/Storyteller (20:08)

Moses was frozen, staring into Pharaoh's darkened eyes. Just then, an arm grabbed him from behind.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (20:16)

Moses, snap out of it. You have to run.

Narrator/Storyteller (20:19)

Aaron took Moses by the arm and dragged him back. The brothers ran down the path cut through the sea. The mutts slowed their pace, and the sounds of horse hooves and bronze wheels weren't far behind. Moses didn't look back until he reached the other side. The chariots were stalled from the muck of the sea's floor. Frustrated, Pharaoh sent spears and arrows. They broke against the rocks right past Moses. Aaron launched himself up a stone and crawled up. He extended his hand to Moses.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (20:53)

Everyone is on the other side. We have to move before they catch up. Miriam is already taking them to the hills. No. Command them to stay. Don't be foolish, Moses. Let's flee now, before it's too late. We finally have a chance to be free. We don't understand, Aaron. The Lord doesn't want us to run for the rest of our lives. As long as Pharaoh lives, we'll never be free. The Lord promised that we'd never see them again.

Narrator/Storyteller (21:23)

Moses turned back to the chariots. Another arrow flew past him, barely grazing his cheek. The renowned chariots of Egypt were rendered useless in the mud. They dismounted, trudging through the muck with spears in hand. Moses jaw quivered. The mighty armies of Egypt were about to crumble.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (21:44)

Stretch out your hand again, Moses. Stretch out your hand. And behold. Pharaoh will know that I am the Lord.

Narrator/Storyteller (21:57)

With an onslaught of arrows and spears flying toward him, Moses raised his staff in the air.

Pharaoh/Moses/Character Voices (22:03)

You will feel the tip of my spear, Moses. You and your unnamed God will bow at my feet and beg for mercy. He has a name. And now all of Egypt will remember.

Narrator/Storyteller (22:27)

Moses lowered his staff and the waters fell like mountains. Pharaoh was crushed under the weight of the sea. The chariots splintered, the swords disappeared and the rushing waters drowned out their screams. The oppressors of God's chosen people were buried in dark. The waves subsided and the hot eastern wind quieted its rage. Moses stood at the shore overlooking the dark waters that had just swallowed up the God of Egypt. The Lord had indeed won. He did what he said, said he would do. He prevailed over the gods of Egypt. He made them bow and bleed before them. He made a way when there seemed to be no other way. Moses, throat clenched and he fell to his knees. Finally and euphorically, Moses released a loud cry that soared through the air and across Its echoes were piercing, inviting the ears of all who had just witnessed Pharaoh's defeat. Moses cried tears of relief, sorrow and joy. His past was buried beneath the sea. He felt the tight embrace of Miriam come from behind. She held him tightly, as a mother would to her hurting child. Shortly after was Aaron. He wrapped both of them in his long arms, squeezing them with quivering arms. They looked at the sea, then back at the people. Their past was behind them, buried in the abyss. But as they stared into the eyes of the chosen people, they knew the future was before them. This Pray Dog. Com production is only made possible by our dedicated team of creative talents. Steve Katina, Max Bard, Zach Schellewager and Ben Gammon are the executive producers of the Chosen People. Narrated by Paul Coltofianu. Characters are voiced by Jonathan Cotton, Aaron Salvato, Sarah Seltz, Mike Reagan, Stephen Ringwald, Sylvia zaradoc, Thomas Copeland Jr. Rosanna Pilcher and Mitch Leschinsky. Music by Andrew Morgan Smith Written by Aaron Salvato, Bree Rosalie and Chris Baig. You can hear more Pray.com productions on the Pray.com app available on the Apple App Store and Google Play Store. If you enjoyed the Chosen people, please rate and leave a review.

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