It was another bright, sunny, eighty degree day in Babylon. Sun shining, birds singing, and skies were clear. But there was that massive, ninety feet tall statue that eclipsed the sky and cast a larger than life shadow on the ground. It seemed to dwarf everyone and everything in Babylon.
Once it was finished, people came from far and near just to gaze at it, absolutely awestruck at its grandeur. But suddenly, they were interrupted mid-gaze by a herald’s cry. “To you, it is commanded, oh people, nations, and languages. At the time you hear the sound of the horn, the flute, harp, and the rest of the band, you shall fall down and worship the gold image that King Nebuchadnezzar has set up” (Daniel 3:4-5).