Summer Porch Prayer: When You’re Growing Weary

Written By Sherian McCoy

Lord, I’ve been praying a long time. Waiting. Hoping. Watching the road like the father in Luke 15. Some days, I imagine the moment they come home. Other days, it feels like the porch is just where I sit to cry.

I’m not quitting, Lord. But I am weary. The kind of weary that gets into your bones. The kind that makes praise feel quiet and tears come easy. And You know that already—I’m not telling You anything You haven’t seen firsthand.

Your Word says, “Do not grow weary in doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up” (Galatians 6:9). So I’m holding on to that promise today—not because I feel strong, but because You are.

Strengthen my hands when they hang down. Remind me that endurance is holy. That You never waste a waiting season. That even when I don’t see fruit, something is growing—maybe in them, definitely in me.

Let this summer not scorch my hope, but refine it. Let my faith be rooted, my love be steady, and my prayers keep rising like heat from the pavement.
Amen.

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.selahnaturalhealth.com
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