“Lord, I’ve been to Egypt. I know what it’s like there. And You say I’m going to come waltzing back into the capital city— an old, run-down-at-the-heels shepherd out of the backside of the desert? What kind of reception do you think I’ll get? Look at these clothes! Look at this wrinkled mug of mine. And You say I’m going to walk right into the core of sophistication and culture—stroll up to the golden throne of Pharaoh holding this knobby old staff of mine? And I’m going to talk that stubborn monarch into
