CHRISTMAS WEEK - THE LIGHT The First Porch Light

Written By Sherian McCoy

On the first Christmas, God didn’t send instructions for how to climb out of darkness.
He didn’t offer coping strategies or self-improvement steps.
He didn’t wait for us to get healthy, get stable, or get our lives in order.

He stepped off heaven’s porch and came straight into our world - right into our chaos, our ache,
our rebellion, our shadows.

Jesus is the original porch light.
Not the light we earned,
not the light we discovered,
not the light we must maintain- the Light that came to us.

The Light who says, “Come home. There’s room for you here.”
Even if you’re ashamed.
Even if you’re broken.
Even if you’ve wandered far enough to forget what home smells like.

This is the truth estranged families must stand on:
Your prodigal’s healing is not ultimately psychological.
It is spiritual.
And no matter how dark their choices, their confusion, or their distance…
the Light is still stronger.
The Light still pursues.
The Light still shines in the darkness-
and the darkness cannot, will not, shall not overcome it.
(John 1:5 ESV)

God is still guiding wandering hearts home.
The first Christmas wasn’t about us finding Jesus-
it was about Jesus finding us.
And He has never stopped.

For every parent waiting, watching, and praying on the porch…
Christmas is your reminder that the Father is still lighting the way.

Merry Christmas friends - even if you’re missing someone this Christmas know “He is with us”.

Sherian McCoy

Hi, I’m Sherian Kaneaster-McCoy—storyteller, porch-sitter, ministry founder, wife, mother, grandmother, and follower of Jesus.

I’ve spent the last two decades walking with women through the hard things—grief, chronic illness, prodigal children, burnout, and healing. I serve as a practitioner in Dr. Tracey Stroup’s Eat, Pray, Faith telehealth practice, where I support clients needing help physically as well as emotionally and spiritually. I’m also honored to serve as Dean of Education at the Academy of Abiding Wellness, equipping others to walk in biblical wisdom and holistic health.

Alongside this work, The Father’s Porch has become a sacred space where I pour out the stories God has written on my heart.

This ministry was born from my own journey as a parent of a prodigal and a lifelong porch-praying woman. It’s a space for the weary—a resting place for those still waiting, still hoping, still praying. Through devotional writing, prayer, and gentle truth, I help others find God in the middle of the story, not just at the end.

Whether I’m telling stories from Scripture or sharing pieces of my own life, I believe in the power of honest words and porchlight hope. The porch is open. The light is on. There’s always a seat for you.

https://www.thefathersporch.com/
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