Baby Bird, Part 2

And so she is gone. Not the way I had hoped. There remains feathers, bones, blood, and the clean up crew that God designed for such things. Do I question God, asking "did you not her my prayer?". No.He had already told me before I even saw her what her fate was. But I do question myself. Should I have picked her up and saved her from the attach she received? What would I have done other than prolong her end. She was not overlooked by God. His ways are better than mine even when I don't understand them; even when I don't like them. Praise God for His perfect plan!