God needed a Jew who knew about freedom to get the people free, and Moses was the only free Jew. Really that was the main reason God picked Moses. Moses had never been a slave and had lived his whole life as a prince in the palace of the Pharaoh. There was, however, one problem with picking Moses. Moses knew that he was free, but he did not know that he was Jewish. Nobody was Jewish in the Pharaoh's palace and Moses was in the palace.
Moses' mother did her best to teach Moses that he was Jewish. After the Pharaoh's daughter found Moses floating in the Nile River, she sent for a nursemaid to take care of him when he was very little. The nursemaid turned out to be Moses' real mother. She would sing to Moses lullabies like "Ah-ah ah-ah bubbelah, ah-ah ah-ah ketzileh." She would tell Moses stories about Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and about Sarah, Rebekah, Rachel, and Leah. She would light the Shabbat candles an Friday night and make chicken soup. But Moses was just a baby then, and soon his mother was taken away.
Years later, when Moses was a grown man, he liked to take walks at night outside the palace. He would dress up like a common person and go walking among the people. One night be wandered into the neighborhood of the Jewish slaves. Moses just happened to pass by the hut of a Jewish slave family who were lighting a Shabbat lamp with the little oil they had in the house. Moses didn't understand what they were doing, but the light seemed familiar to him. He remembered the light from somewhere in his past, but he could not remember where.
The next night during his evening walk, Moses overheard a Jewish woman telling her children stories about people called Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob; Sarah, Rebekah, Rachel, and Leah. The stories sounded familiar to him, but he was nor sure where he had heard them before. When the mommy was done with the stories, she sang a lullaby to her children: "Ah-ah ah-ah bubbelah, ah-ah ah-ah ketzileh." The song was in Moses' heart. He knew that song, but he could not remember who had first sung it to him.
On the third night, Moses tried to avoid Jews on his walk. He walked into the straw fields, but he smelled a smell that pulled him along. Following the smell, be came to the house of a Jewish slave family where the mother was making chicken soup. Moses took a deep smell and then screamed out, "MY GOD, THIS IS CHICKEN SOUP! THIS IS THE STUFF MY MOTHER MADE FOR ME WHEN I WAS A LITTLE KID! I MUST BE A JEW TOO!"
That night, back at the palace, Moses still looked like an Egyptian, but be felt like a Jew. That night, God knew everything would be all right. And so that night God lit up the burning bush and waited for Moses.