I’m Moving to Texas [the FAQs]

Come January 2019, I will no longer live in the wilds of Wisconsin. Instead, I will live among the cacti of Texas.

This is, obviously, a big deal for me, and there are many recurring questions that come up when people learn I’m moving. So, I’ll answer many of those questions in this post.

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Because for quite some time (over a year and a half now), Jesus has been calling me to join a specific network of church-planting churches.

Luke, my older brother, helped plant a church in Texas this past summer, so as far as church planting goes, it makes the most sense for me to join him and the rest of the planters there.


The Austin area of Texas.

What will you be doing?

Trying to make disciples, working, writing, reading, coffee shop hopping, etc.—many of the same things I am doing in Wisconsin, only with a different group of people and in a different environment.

Will your parents be going too?

No. At this time, they are called to stay in Wisconsin and continue ministering at the church we’ve been a part of for the last seven and a half years.

I’m the youngest, and I’ve never lived apart from them. This will be a difficult transition for all three of us.


End of 2018, beginning of 2019. (I’ll likely be very flaky as far as my social media/internet presence during the last two weeks of December and the first two weeks of January.)

Do you have a place to live?

Yes! I will be sharing a four-bedroom house with three lovely girls who are a part of the church I am joining. I’ve met them and seen the house, and the way things fell into place as far as these roommates go is part of what convinced me that this is where God wants me right now.

Will this church plant pay you?

No. My service will be purely volunteer—just like all the other planters, just like in any other church.

Well, do you have a job?

Not yet, but there is a pretty good job market in the area, and I am confident that I will find a job exactly when God intends me to.

Will you (finally) be going to college?

No. I don’t think I ever will. Something might change, but the things that I am passionate about and am called to do not require a degree.

Will you keep writing?

Heck yes. It will be harder because I’ll have to work enough hours to pay for living expenses, and it may be a season where I get even slower as a writer. Or perhaps, for inexplicable reasons, I may get faster.

Regardless, by this time, I am confident in my gifting as a writer, and I believe to not write would be foolish mishandling of that gift.

Will Graham go with you?

Graham.jpgFor those of you who may not know Graham, he is my dearly beloved cat. I raised him from kittenhood, and he is my Precious. But he cannot come. Not only would he struggle to adjust to life as an indoor cat after living so much of his life outside, but housing is a problem as one of my roommates is allergic.

So Graham will remain in Wisconsin where he can continue to roam cornfields and torture sparrows like the heartless psychopath that he is. As difficult as it is to leave him, I honestly think he will be far happier in Wisconsin than he would be if I wrangled a way for him to come to Texas.

How close is the nearest library?

Oh, finally, an important question. xP Under fifteen minutes!

But what about winter?

You’d be surprised how much I get this question, but apparently a lot of people know I adore winter and snow and cold…. but I am moving to a freaking desert. I will learn to live without.

What if you’re wrong about God’s calling?

Then I am wrong, and God will redirect me as he is more than capable of doing.

Trust me, I considered and agonized over this far more than I should have. But I have received wise counsel from both my parents and another mentor, and I have come to realize that I can’t mess this up. *shrug* If I go and I’m wrong, I’ll come back or go wherever else God leads instead. Regardless, God will use this to grow me in many, many ways.

Well. That’s that.

Now you know. If you have any other questions, drop them in the comments below.

It seems like I’m not quite myself as I write this post. This announcement has been a long time coming, but I’ve been putting it off because as excited as I am and as certain I am that this is what Jesus has for me, it’s been really hard too.

I don’t want to be away from my parents; I never have. And Texas is very far away from my parents.

I don’t want to be away from Arielle, Caleb, and Janie—my other siblings. But, again, Texas is very far away from them.

even in tears.JPGI don’t want to leave the family I’ve worked with for the past two years as a nanny. I realize that the kids won’t recognize me as early as six months after I’m gone, and it will be hard to keep up with their mom and dad whom I love.

I don’t want to leave the friends that I’ve taken years to get close to. I don’t want to leave my cat or the dogs I’ve grown up with (as silly as that sounds).

But I had no peace until I decided to join this church plant. As awful as saying goodbye will be and even now as it chokes me as I realize I have less than two months left with these people whom I love, the unrest from and resistance to the Holy Spirit was eating me. I have to at least try it.

And I think that we are called to some things simply because they are hard for us.

So I’m going to Texas. May Jesus increase, and may I decrease.

With love,


p.s. – regularly scheduled Penprints will return next week, and I hope to get a High Command memo out this week.

p.p.s. – I just want to clarify: I am incredibly excited about moving to Texas. It may sound like I’m not, but that’s just because the sad aspects the move are inescapable.

17 Things from 2017 & 18 Things for 2018 [that’s a grand total of 35 things] [but, never fear, this isn’t a giant post] [oh, wait. it is.]

There is no intro for this post. Only greatness. (Am I being serious? No, but it sure sounds real swanky to say “There is no __ for __. Only greatness.”. You know I’m right. You know it.)

17 and 18


First, the seventeen things from 2017.

The six best books I read in 2017. 12 Ways Your Phone Is Changing You by Tony Reinke – Knowledge of the Holy by A.W. Tozer – On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King – The Rose Metal Press Field Guide to Writing Flash Fiction edited by Tara L. Masih – Havah by Tosca Lee – The Girl Who Could See by Kara Swanson.

The six pieces of flash fiction I submitted for publication. The Necklace was accepted and published in this issue of Havok Magazine; the core of the story is the idea that all people are created in the image of God, and as such, we have the potential to mirror his image in all the purest ways despite the pull of our fallen nature.

Sense of Red, a dramatic piece that helped me deal with and express the boiling and red of jealousy, was rejected.

I wrote Captain-ish-ness to have lots of fun, but it ended up not being just funny to me. It was also about stress, not being what you’re supposed to be, not doing as well as you’re supposed to, and how when dreams come true, they aren’t always as shiny as you thought they’d be but that can be okay because of the people in the dream with you. And it still makes me laugh every time.

The Power of Nothing clocked in at eight drafts. Eight drafts. And we’re not talking about switching up sentence structure here and there. So many point-of-view changes, stopping and starting at so many different parts of the story, and trying to figure out if it made any sense at all. The sense it made to me was this: what we choose not to do is just as important as what we choose to do in our pursuit of doing to others as they would do to us.

In my personal opinion, Star-rise is the best flash fiction I have written to date. Gift giving, pure hearts, and true friendship are at core of this little story, and it makes me so happy whenever I think about it. Captain-ish-ness, The Power of Nothing, and Star-rise were all rejected, which was tough because I think they’re some of my best work.

Cap-tivated was the other story I submitted, and it was also rejected. As I look back at Cap-tivated, I can see that it isn’t much. At it’s best, it’s cute. At it’s worst, it’s cliched. And no matter how many times I reread it or think about it, I can’t find any sort of actual meaning to it. *shrug* Oh, well. The interesting thing is that I didn’t try to put anything into any of these stories; I found the themes and abstract ideas after I finished them, not before (or in the case of Cap-tivated, I found nothing whatsoever).

Three people and what they taught me.

My Grandma read through the entire Bible twice in 2017. Twice. TWICE. I’m doing well if I get most of the way through the Bible once in a year. Not Grandma. She went through one reading plan, but instead of patting herself on the back and putting up her feet for the rest of the year, she started in on another plan and finished that one several days before the end of the year. And another thing–Grandma doesn’t boast about anything (except maybe Grandpa’s raging good looks), so the only reason I know about it is because it came out in an offhand comment over Christmas. So three things to take away: 1) Grandma kicks reading plan butt and is more amazing than I had already presumed, 2) don’t ever be done reading the Bible, even if you’ve already read it once this year, 3) there is something incredibly noble, attractive, and godly about people who do beautiful things in secret.

This was a tough year for me, but as much of a tough year as it was for me, it was about five times tougher for my dad. He faced 8/10 same things as I did plus 8 of his own battles. It was one thing after another on nearly all fronts all. year. long for Daddy. Instead of folding up and crying in a corner (which is what I would do), he just kept moving, kept rolling with the punches, kept getting up in the morning, kept leading meetings, kept going no matter how messy or stressful or hard or all of the above things got. And he hardly ever said anything like a complaint. He exemplifies Christ-like perseverance.

There are many things that Luke says and does that have a profound impact on me, but this year, the One Thing would probably be a phrase I first heard him use on Thanksgiving break: “All things for the sake of the Gospel.” All things for the sake of the Gospel. All things for the sake of the Gospel. Including looking silly and clumsy since you can’t dance in order to make someone you don’t even know know that you value them enough to dance just to make them feel more comfortable. Including moving fourteen hours away from your closest friends and family to see Christ proclaimed somewhere where he is unknown. Including a hundred other things no one but God will ever know about. All things for the sake of the Gospel.

18 of the my goals and resolutions for 2018.

(We’ll revisit these on Penprints at the end of the year.)

  1. Devotions every day.*
  2. Write every day.*
  3. Finish draft five of Beasts and hand it off to betas.
  4. Launch newsletter (yeah, finally).
  5. Read 50 books.
  6. Read through the entire Bible (thanks, Grandma).
  7. Draft one new novel.
  8. Get through draft two of False Gods.
  9. Be discipled.
  10. Blog once a week.**
  11. Revisit Flickering Lights (yeah, this might turn into a novel).
  12. Write two letters/notes of encouragement a month.
  13. Discover and develop my spiritual gifts.
  14. Submit nine pieces for publication.
  15. Write two short stories (not flash fictions; short stories are longer).
  16. All things for the sake of the Gospel.
  17. Love people well. 2017 was the Year of Love in the Vague Sense (aka: no bueno). 2018 is the Year of Love in the Startlingly Specific Sense Laid Out in 1 Corinthians 13. I’ll botch this one sometimes (or a lot of times), but it isn’t a lost cause with the Holy Spirit.
  18. Rejoice in God. Jesus is the reason and source of all true joy, and it’s time for me to fight for my joy in him, to stop looking at the joy of my salvation as something that comes and goes but as a constant with and because of God.

* – I’m giving myself 15 “burner” days. Meaning, I have 15/365 days to miss on these things and that’s it.

** – continuing with the “burner” idea. I have 3/52 weeks to miss for the blog.

Let’s conquer 2018, kids.

What are your highlights from 2017? What do you expect from 2018? What will you make of 2018?

With love,

Rosalie <3

P.S. – If you made it to the end of this post, let me know by giving someone who inspires you a shout out in the comments. I’ll give a shout to two people–Nadine Brandes and my boss, Anne. Nadine inspires me with her words of life, and Anne inspires me with her generosity and kindness in all things.