Back to my roots… Myself When I Am Real… It is what it is…
These are all valid tag-lines to explain my urge to post a new entry on this old site. If you still haven’t made the switch, and you happen to be looking me up to find my photography then just head to www.jpreding.com, you will find all the goodies there at my web-blog-site.
But today, I’m taking back this space as a place to just be myself. To write, reflect, and meditate… albeit publicly, this site is more for myself than anyone else. If you happen to stumble up on this, then it is my prayer that you may be encouraged by the honesty and the perseverance I am attempting to live.
Along with photography, I enjoy writing. Well, I used to enjoy writing. I haven’t set out to write much lately. Agghhh… what’s with all the introductory stuff, I’m just going to dive in.
There has been an image in my mind in the past few weeks of myself as a bird that loves to be near this wonderful tree. The tree is full of life, amazing fruit, and peaceful shelter. Yet there is something that prevents me from making my home in the tree. I like to come for visits. I like to be refreshed by its fruit and find rest in its shade, but I am a fluttery bird that is continually quick to take flight.
If this imagery is confusing to you, then I’m relieved to know I’m not alone. It is particularly disturbing to me because in my image I am fully aware that I am supposed to be a branch on this tree and not a bird. Weird, I know… but the image stems from the scripture in John 15 that says “I am the Vine, you are the branches.” How I became a bird in my image is uncertain, but what is certain is that I am fearful to stay connected, to dig in, to invest myself in the One who gives life.
Man, this is a rough post.
Forgive me if I’m jumping around a lot, its been a while since I forced myself to stay on topic and write things out. This evening I spent some time reflecting on John chapter 1. I never made past verses 10-13 where it says:
10He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. 11He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. 12Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— 13children born not of natural descent,[c] nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.
The more I read these verses the more distraught and torn I became tonight. He came for us! Imagine his excitement in coming, only to be spurned and met with our disregard for who He is and what He brings. Tears flowed as I realized tonight that have not been receiving the abundant life Jesus came offering.
The other major thing that stuck out to me as I reflected were the words, “he gave the right to become…” and “not of human decision or a husband’s will…”
It isn’t often any more that I don’t get something I want. I don’t have to tell myself “no” about much… or so I thought. But regardless of my will or my decisions, I did not have the right to become a child of God until Jesus came offering the Light and the Way to become a child of God. To those who accept there is nothing that can separate a child of God from the love of the Father, to those who refuse there is only a darkness, a void, and confusion.
Lord God, quiet my fluttering heart. Open my eyes to see the Light. Break my heart to realize that You are everything I need and everything I cannot attain on my own. Be still my soul, be still… wait patiently upon the Lord, be still.



Hey guys, thanks for the encouragement I’ve been getting lately on my photography. It has been fun to play around and really learn my new camera.

