Why I wrote the Father’s Porch

Written By Sherian McCoy

I never set out to write The Father’s Porch. In fact, for a long time, I resisted it.

But somewhere in the grief, the prayers, and the learning to love like Jesus, it became clear that this was not just a calling—it was my calling for this season.

When our child first told us of the life choices he was making, he also told us something else—something that broke our hearts in a different way. He shared how many of his friends had faced rejection from their Christian parents. Some were kicked out. Others were shut out emotionally, spiritually, or even completely disowned.

We looked at our child and said, “We love you. That will not be our story.”

That moment was the beginning of The Father’s Porch, even though I didn’t know it yet.

Since then, the Lord has walked us through years of learning what it truly means to love like Christ. We’ve stumbled, wrestled, grown, and prayed more than we ever thought possible. We’ve also heard the aching stories of other parents—stories of heartbreak, silence, shame, and loss. And more often than not, we’ve heard them spoken in hushed tones, behind tears, with no safe place to land.

Maybe that’s why I wrote this.

Maybe I just needed to be my own encourager.

Maybe I was hoping someone would say, “Me too.”

Or maybe it’s simply because I love Jesus so much, and I want to be more like Him—even in the waiting, especially in the heartbreak.

It’s likely all of that.

But above all, I wrote The Father’s Porch because God asked me to. After years of telling Him “no,” I finally said “yes.” And I’ve found, even through tears, that obedience—hard as it may be—is holy.

This blog, like the book, isn’t a place to air grievances, gossip, or call down judgment on anyone. Not my family. Not yours. There’s no place for that on the porch. Only love, truth, and the hope that Jesus offers.

So welcome, friend.

Come sit on the porch with me. We’ll laugh a little, cry a little, pray a lot. I’ll bring the coffee and the Kleenex. You bring your heart.

And together, we’ll keep the light on.

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.

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