Putting All Your Eggs In One Basket

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Maybe faith was never meant to be divided.

🥚 All the Eggs in One Basket

I used to believe the advice.

Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.

It sounded wise. Responsible. Careful.
Spread the risk. Protect yourself. Have a backup plan.

But this morning, standing in the cool air outside the chicken coop, basket in hand, I realized something.

Following Jesus doesn’t work that way.

The door creaked as I pushed it open. The familiar earthy smell of straw and feathers wrapped around me. The hens clucked softly, shifting in their nests, watching me move toward them like they always did.

One by one, I reached beneath them and gathered what they had produced.

Warm. Smooth. Fragile.

Life in my hands.

Each egg a gift.
Each one easily broken if mishandled.

I placed them carefully into the basket resting on my arm. I didn’t even consider bringing more than one. I didn’t stop and think, Maybe I should separate these… in case something goes wrong.

No.

I simply gathered them all together and trusted I would carry them home.

And right there, between the coop and the kitchen, God whispered:

Why don’t you trust Me like that?

I stopped walking.

Because He was right.

📖 Divided Trust

How often do I separate my life into different baskets?

I trust God with my Sunday mornings…
but hold onto my finances.

I trust Him with eternity…
but not my daily decisions.

I trust Him with forgiveness…
but not with my future.

A basket for faith.
A basket for control.
A basket for fear.
A basket for what I want just in case God doesn’t come through the way I hope.

And somehow, I call that wisdom.

But Jesus never asked for partial trust.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.”
— Proverbs 3:5

All.

Not some.
Not the pieces that feel safe.

🥚 Fragile, Yet Carried

Those eggs in my basket were delicate. One wrong step, one stumble, and breakfast would be ruined.

But I didn’t create ten backup plans.

I walked carefully.
I paid attention.
And I carried them home.

What if trusting God is more like that?

Not spreading Him thin across parts of our lives—
but placing everything into His hands and walking with Him intentionally.

“Commit your way to the Lord; trust in Him and He will act.”
— Psalm 37:5

🚶‍♀️ Why Do We Make So Many Trips?

Here’s the part that caught me.

I would never dream of making multiple trips to the coop to protect the eggs.

Why?

Because it would take longer.
Be more work.
Create more opportunity for loss.

Yet spiritually, I do this all the time.

I give God a little.
Hold some back.
Go back again later.

Instead of surrendering everything at once.

🧺 One Basket. One God.

Maybe the old saying works for investments.

But it doesn’t work for faith.

To live a Christ-filled, Christ-led, Christ-purposed life means every egg goes in His basket.

My dreams.
My fears.
My relationships.
My future.
My reputation.
My plans.

All of it.

Because the safest place for fragile things is not divided control.

It is total surrender.

💭 Reflection

What eggs are you still carrying in another basket?

What would it feel like to hand them fully to God?

🙏 Prayer

Lord, I trust You with my eternity, but I want to trust You with my everyday life too. Teach me how to surrender completely. Help me place every fragile part of my life into Your hands and walk beside You in faith. Amen.

👣 Practical Step

Today, name one specific area you’ve been holding back from God—and intentionally pray over it, releasing control and choosing trust.

💌 Share With Someone

If this encouraged you, forward it to a friend who might need the reminder: the safest place for their fragile life is in God’s hands.