A maya bird from the Philippines |
One late afternoon, while waiting for the Holy Mass to begin, I noticed two maya birds chasing each other in the air inside the church.
One fell on the floor.
It was a very bad fall; I thought it was already dead.
But several pews from where I was sitting, I could see it was writhing in pain and dizzy and trying to stand on its feet.
I went to get the bird from the floor and put it somewhere outside to avoid being trudged on by church-goers.
The wall fan, maybe, was the culprit because I saw the two passing by the fan before that one bird fell.
Whatever the cause, but it was really hurting.
Whatever the cause, but it was really hurting.
I picked it up, went outside and prayed.
"All Heaven, this bird needs graces: let it recover and fly again - for me, amen."
As I prayed, its claws were holding on tight to my finger.
I was a bit alarmed because the Mass would start in a minute.
I took its claws from holding on to me - and went back to my seat.
I let it on my palm while caressing its head with my finger.
I put it on the floor where it was safe - and the Mass began.
A little later, it flew away suddenly - with swiftness, power and strength - to my amazement!
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