Then I heard a loud "bam" from the front of the house. I wasn't sure what could have made such a loud noise--a sonic boom, a car colliding with something, a baseball thrown at the house? I decided reluctantly that I had better leave the task of pulling stuff together and find out what was up. I went to the front window to see if I could discover the cause of the noise.
When I looked out, right in front of me there was a raptor who had caught a bird. It wasn't my friends the red-tailed hawk, it was maybe a falcon or a smaller variety of hawk. I stood transfixed for a while, debating leaving to get the camera. I stayed because I knew if I left, the bird would be gone. (If I had gotten a picture it wouldn't count as a boring post). The raptor flew away with it's catch.
I am not sure if the bird could have made the noise I heard. Certainly, God was calling me to look, to see the wonders of His creation and not to forget why I was here in this time and place. I have often talked about the hawks being a theophany for me, a sign of God's presence. Apparently, sometimes I even need a "bam" to get my attention to God in my life.