“Earth wobbles and lurches;
huge mountains shake like leaves,
Quake like aspen leaves
because of his rage.
His nostrils flare, bellowing smoke;
his mouth spits fire.
Tongues of fire dart in and out;
he lowers the sky.
He steps down;
under his feet an abyss opens up.
He’s riding a winged creature,
swift on wind-wings.
Now he’s wrapped himself
in a trenchcoat of black-cloud darkness.
But his cloud-brightness bursts through,
spraying hailstones and fireballs.
Then God thundered out of heaven;
the High God gave a great shout,
spraying hailstones and fireballs.
God shoots his arrows—pandemonium!
He hurls his lightnings—a rout!
The secret sources of ocean are exposed,
the hidden depths of earth lie uncovered
The moment you roar in protest,
let loose your hurricane anger. ”
Psalm 18:7-15, The Message

What brings on this earth-shaking, hurricane display from God?

“I cried to my God for help” (vs. 6).

That’s it. One of God’s servants is in trouble – desperate, life-threatening, soul-destroying trouble. And he responds with such vigor that the mountains cannot keep themselves from trembling in fear and hailstones and fireballs surrender themselves as His weapons.

That is the God who protects you. The God who fights on your behalf. The God who waits to hear your cry of distress and who will respond.

And when He does – the earth will wobble.