We cannot live only on hope. But neither can we live without it.
Nobody knew this better than John Chapman.
John Chapman was a man of great hope.
He was born in 1774 in
Massachusetts. In the early 1800's he got in on the opening of land
in the Northwest Territory, as it was then called, of the new United
States. He found small plots of land suitable for farming and
cleared
them by hand. He bought fruit seed in Pennsylvania every year and
carried it to his many apple orchards, usually on his back.
When the trees were large enough to transplant, he sold them to
settlers homesteading the West. Eventually, he had little apple
orchards spread around what would become the states of Ohio,
Michigan, Illinois and Indiana. Most people forgot, or never knew,
his real name, and took to calling him Johnny the Apple Man or
Johnny
Appleseed.
Johnny was a gentle man with a big vision. He was liked by most
people who knew him, the native Indians and white settlers alike.
His vision was to spread the goodness of apple trees everywhere
people settled. Apples, he believed, gave the promise of harvest and
hope that the wilderness would become home. Every tree he grew was a
symbol of hope.
Johnny had another curious habit. He loved books, but did not have
the means to carry more than two, usually a Bible and a book of
inspiration or theology. Because Johnny wanted to share his books,
he
carefully cut chapters out of whatever inspirational book he had
available and loaned one or two chapters to families that wanted to
read. He'd later swap those chapters for others when he came back
through. In this way he left hope and encouragement wherever he
traveled.
His grave can be found today in Fort Wayne, Indiana. It says,
"Johnny
Appleseed (John Chapman). He lived for others."
Johnny understood his greatest task in life: to keep hope alive.
When
we keep hope alive, then hope keeps us alive.
