Today Isaiah sings a taunt over the most powerful empire on earth, written before its fall: how you have fallen from heaven, morning star, son of the dawn. Babylon's doom is composed while Babylon is still winning.

God writes endings for empires in advance, and He publishes them so His people can stop trembling early. Read today unafraid of whatever currently looks unstoppable in your own world.

Five I wills built Babylon's tower: I will ascend, I will raise, I will sit enthroned, I will ascend above, I will make myself like the Most High. One verse later, the pit. Isaiah's taunt song is the physics of pride written out in advance, and it has never once failed to apply.

David sang from the opposite posture, a cave instead of a throne, refuge in wings instead of a seized heaven, and his song is the one still being sung. The steadfast heart outlasts the ascending one. Draw from the wells today, and let the empires worry about themselves.