The pussy cat, the sparrow hawk (young ) and the two magpies.

I bought two very old religious statues while on holiday, and on my return I felt full of the Spirit, I lit a candle in front of the two statues, one of Jesus and one of the Blessed Virgin Mary, and felt enlightened somehow. The very next day a black cat that comes to my house sometimes, plucked up the nerve to enter my kitchen. I gave it some milk and it went out and sat on my patio. I then went to the toilet and heard a cry/screech, so looked out the window, and to my amazement the cat was gone, but on the lawn was a beautiful sparrow hawk, which had a white fleck on the right of its neck, and a larger white patch on its left back side. The hawk was on top of a starling, and stood still, whilst looking around, and also looking at me looking at it. It then proceeded to devour the starling. I thought it very unusual for the sparrow hawk to stay put whilst being watched. I raced up stairs and got my camera and took numerous shoots of it eating the bird. Halfway through its meal, two magpies came and screeched, trying to make the sparrow hawk fly off its kill; but the magpies kept their distance, never getting nearer than a few yards, and stayed on the fence top at a safe distance. By this time half the starling had been devoured, and the sparrow hawk looked around in every direction, and then launched itself into the air, flew over the garden fence, and disappeared into the cover of some trees in neighbouring gardens. I then went out and took a picture of the carnage left on the lawn; feathers  surrounded a few patches of orangey-red blood. I then wrote this and went back out to the lawn to find out what I'd thought had been a blackbird was indeed a starling, for the head and its long sharp opened beak leading up to its gold on black bespeckled head. Out of all the, what looked like grey feathers, I found two longer feathers, wing or tail feathers which at a closer inspection were a soft brown, getting darker until the edges were golden. I took the two  feathers and blew upon them and with one anointed the damaged hands and nose of the Virgin Mary, and with the other anointed the more intact statue of the Lord Jesus Christ. I then placed the feathers behind a candle, but standing on their quill, with the brownish down, and the golden tip resting at the base of the statues. I then changed blackbird to starling, and finished this article. The Lord moves in strange ways, and sometime we move in even stranger ways than that; but I have to smile, life is so unpredictable. I telephoned my preacher friend to tell him the story before writing it up. We had a great catch up over the phone; that's what its all about really, friendship through love and understanding, and the love of God, The Son Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. Amen
p.s. I left the starling's head for the magpies, for they need sustenance also, as all living things do.