Spring Porch Prayer: When You’re Trying to Forgive

Written By Sherian McCoy

Lord, I want to forgive. I really do. But some days, it feels like I’m just pretending. Like I say the words with my mouth, but my heart is still keeping score. The hurt runs deep. The memories still sting. And even though I know You’ve forgiven me of much, I struggle to offer that same grace.

Lord, I know what Your Word says. I know it says, “...as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive” (Colossians 3:13). And I still have trouble. I know You know my mind, my thoughts, and my hurt—so here I am, laying it at Your feet - again.

I’m tired of holding this bitterness. It’s heavy. It’s lonely. And I know it doesn’t lead to healing. Soften my heart where it’s gone cold. Help me loosen my grip on the offense. Remind me that forgiveness is not approval or erasure—it’s trust. Trusting that You are just. Trusting that You can restore. Trusting that I’m better off free than bound.

Lord, water this hardened ground. Let the thaw begin. And if I have to forgive in layers, show me how to do it one surrendered prayer at a time.
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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