What Do Chickens and Sparrows Have in Common? July 19, 2011

Filed under: Pushed Out of the Nest,Uncategorized — admin @ 10:39 am

Last night I attended the orientation for my brand new job! I am going to be working a couple nights a week at our local Chick-Fil-A restaurant and I am VERY excited. I understand this is beginning to sound like a blog that just chronicles the “personal musings and happenings of Janet Mylin”, but I promise there’s more to today’s post than my new job announcement…


My original intention for applying for the job was simply because I can. Andy and I were talking and I was like, “Hey, maybe I can pick up a few hours somewhere to contribute a little financially.” (My fellow moms understand that feeling of, “I want to help but I don’t want it to affect our family negatively”.) Our friends Bruce and Lori own the Chick-Fil-A here in town and I know they’re incredible God-lovers, so it was a natural place to begin my part-time job search. Believe it or not, they’ve given me an official Chick-Fil-A name tag. Isn’t it pretty?

In the midst of the application process, God began to tell me this is about much more than just bringing in some extra cash and getting me out of the house….

I volunteer once a week at A Woman’s Concern, our local crisis pregnancy clinic. On one particular Monday, I was helping my friend with a weekly meal she has for single moms. These women and girls are incredible. They come against a ton of adversity to provide for their child and pursue their own careers. I’m always so humbled when I’m with them. On this particular Monday, two of the moms were discussing their job difficulties. One explained that in her job at a fast-food restaurant she had to get on her hands and knees and scrub the baseboards of the bathroom. Another young mom was saying how thankful she was at her new job with a pizza company because her old job at a fast-food restaurant had some less-than-desirable working conditions.


And it hit me: Compassion.


While Chick-Fil-A is known to surpass most fast-food chains in work conditions and company values, I believe God has me working there to grow even more compassion in my life for the Sparrows of the world and to widen my view of those who don’t know their Creator. Then I thought…


What if every Christian got a job mainly for the purpose of influencing broken people with the Creator’s love?


Of course, I know that’s unrealistic. I’m not saying what I’m doing is some grand gesture of evangelism and that every follower of Christ should work at a quick-service restaurant. But maybe there’s something we could do to intentionally put ourselves in the paths of broken people. I don’t know. It’s just a thought that’s wiggling its way through my mind.


In the meantime, I hope and pray I can fulfill Chick-Fil-A’s corporate purpose:

“To Glorify God by being a faithful steward of all that is entrusted to us.

To have a positive influence on all who come in contact with Chick-Fil-A.”

Pray for me as I continue in the journey of loving the Sparrows. Come to the restaurant and it will be “My Pleasure” to serve you…but wait until I know what the heck I’m doing.


Not a sparrow falls without the Father knowing,


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I’m a Stripper…I just don’t dance around a pole. May 13, 2011

Filed under: Pushed Out of the Nest — admin @ 10:13 am

Well, I’m sure that heading at least got my mom’s attention…


SparrowFly is all about my heart for a group of ladies who dance at our local strip club.


Have I always had  a desire for meeting the heart-needs of exotic dancers? Nope.

Have I been consumed with a burning passion to free those caught in the sex trade? Actually…no.


I was just sitting at a conference in July 2010 – a conference that was all about receiving hope and healing from our Creator so we can help the poor, the broken, the sick and the lost. As I sat at that conference, suddenly – like one of those Times Square digital banners, this question ran through my mind:

“Hey, Janet. What about those girls who dance up at <that strip club>?”

At first I kind of shooed away the question, like swatting at a pesky fly. But it kept playing and re-playing in my mind. That same question. Those same words.

It continued after I came home for several weeks. So one day, I thought, “Well, I have no love for those girls, but I can at least pray for them.” I went on the club’s website (with big accountability and great caution – please don’t just start skipping through strip club websites!) and easily accessed a list of the dancers’ names. 27 names.

One glance  at those 27 names and I was on the floor of my kitchen immediately consumed with compassion for them. I couldn’t stop sobbing. Not to get hokie on you, but I know they were supernatural tears. It felt like the Creator was crying through me. Suddenly I loved those girls. Really loved them and I’ve never even met them. Prayer does that.

Kay Warren calls it Dangerously Surrendered, Seriously Disturbed, Gloriously Ruined.


So…through a series of God-appointments, there are about 10 of us who get together to pray for these Sparrows.

Why do we call them Sparrows? Psalm 124:7 says, We have escaped like a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped!” In the original Hebrew language, that bird mentioned is most likely a sparrow…which is exactly why I’m just like those strippers. I’m no stranger to snares. God is continually breaking traps in my life and setting me free. I feel like every day my Creator is taking His giant sledgehammer to a painful trap so I can shake it loose and freely live. People who are caught up in the sex industry may not realize it but they’re caught in a snare, and that’s not what their Creator intended for them. That’s not what He has intended for anyone.

I may not dance around a pole on a stage, but I am a woman who battles with insecurity, fear, wounds from the past and doubt about what I could do in the future. Suddenly, those ladies are not “Strippers”. They’re Sparrows – Creatures that seem small and frail but have the created ability to FLY! Just like me.

On May 24, I and another lady on the SparrowFly team are heading to Las Vegas for a training conference with The Strip Church. It’s a couple of days of learning how they love on the Sparrows in Sin City. There’s a verse in Proverbs that says, “Enthusiasm without knowledge is no good. Haste makes mistakes.” Because of that, we’re spending much time in prayer and gaining knowledge and wisdom from others who do this type of ministry. I’m hoping to video blog while we’re there. If that doesn’t work out, I’ll at least type up some entries for you.


A couple of important things:

-I have no desire to go into a strip club. I will never enter into a club without direction from the Creator, unity with the team, permission from my husband and the blessing of the leadership of my church. My desire is to reach those ladies and I’m asking God to get as creative as possible with that.

-The women on the SparrowFly team know that we are not about “storming the gates” of the club. It is about patience, prayer and God’s timing. We realize that God may want us to only pray for years in preparation for the next generation’s work. Our love for the Sparrows and trust in God compels us to be content with that idea, however, we don’t think that’s going to be the case. We consistently pray that our lives would cross paths with a Sparrow.

There are about a million other things I could say, but this is a blog, not “War and Peace”.


Check out this blog once in a while and see how God leads us on in this journey. We don’t have it all figured out but that keeps us dependent on Him, doesn’t it?

Not a sparrow falls without the Father knowing,



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