As heavy as the ship is…
As much weight as it carries—cargo, pressure, storms, and scars—
It still floats.
Not because it’s light.
Not because the journey is easy.
But because someone maintained it.
Let that settle in for a second.
You can carry a whole lot in life.
Your past.
Your people.
Your purpose.
Your calling.
Your unspoken pain.
Your silent wins.
But if you don't check in with yourself—
if you don’t maintain your soul,
you’ll start to sink under the very mission you were born to carry.
See, it’s not the weight that breaks us.
It’s the leaks we ignore.
The emotional cracks we don’t patch.
The spiritual dry spells we pretend we’re okay through.
The warning signs we silence with “I’ll get to that later…”
But later turns into burnout.
Later turns into numbness.
Later turns into sitting in a storm wondering why everything around you is falling apart—
when really, you just needed a moment to pause, reflect, and tighten the bolts.
Ships are meant to carry weight.
Just like you.
But even a battleship needs rest in the harbor.
Even a vessel of steel needs inspections.
Even the strongest leaders need grace, not grind.
So this is your maintenance moment.
Check your systems.
Tend to your heart.
Refuel your mind.
Pray harder.
Rest deeper.
Because you’re not weak for carrying so much.
But you’ll only stay above water if you honor your own upkeep.
You weren’t made to sink.
You were made to sail.
And the world needs your journey.
