They talk about planting seeds for the future. They mean ambition and planning ahead. Some people don't have the dirt for seeds. You can't plan ahead when your fridge is empty, your stomach a hollow block. Or when you know not just your mom's payday, but that it's already(more) not going to be enough. When you are given a kitten one day, to shut you up, then the next week that kitten is set loose on the side of the road. The future is not something to control, the future is a fist that keeeps hitting you, reminding you of how hard the world is, and your place in it.(less)
No one ever said to me, "John: go do this, it's a worthy thing." No, they never would have, either, caught up in the fuss of their own lives as they are, who cares what Johnny does with his own term on earth? But when I was young, God blessed me(more) with a calling, and I've never swerved from it. I've been planting apples like this for thirty years, and I'll do it until they bury my body and my soul climbs the ladder to its reward in heaven, God willing.
I gather the seeds in summer and plant in spring on up until June or so. I use the point of my walking stick to poke a hole in the dirt, drop a clutch of seeds into it, then stamp it down with my heel. I reckon I must have planted ten thousand apples this way. Someone in Vermont told me an orchard named a red apple after me, John Chapman. I say that's fine, but such things are vanity, and I care not for worldly things unless the almighty has a hand in it, which I know in my heart he does with apples, and planting of all kinds. The more sowing we can do here on earth, the more shall we reap in heaven. It says so in scripture.
The highest thing people can say about you is that you lived in service for others. I won't claim such a thing about myself, but I try to remember what the Lord says and stick close to it. I live primitive as I can and eat no fish, meat, or fowl, finding my sustenance from what I can gather from branch or vine, and the Holy Spirit.