In this episode, I share a very real moment of sadness—one stirred by a weekend surrounded by reminders of what I’m still waiting for: marriage, family, companionship. After leaving a birthday gathering feeling discouraged, and then unexpectedly running into someone whose life had moved forward in all the ways mine hadn’t, I found myself sitting in that ache.

But the word “come” had already been on my heart. And the next day, when I saw that same word posted on a sign—“Jesus, come”—I knew I needed to return to Scripture. So I opened my Bible, studied the word come in Webster’s 1828 and in the Greek, considered its meanings (to go, to move toward, to arrive), and held them up against my own longing.

As I searched the Scriptures, I wrote down verse after verse where God uses the word come: Genesis 24, John 16, Matthew 25, the Song of Solomon, Ezekiel 37, Joel 2, Revelation 22. I imagined myself inside those passages. I saw Rebekah drawing water over and over, not knowing she was only a handful of draws away from being found. I saw the ten virgins tired and sleeping, yet waking when the cry at midnight declared, “Behold, the Bridegroom cometh.” And I recognized my own sadness in their waiting.

But as I kept reading, the Holy Spirit encouraged me. I realized that the same word echoing through Scripture—come—was the same word the Spirit was speaking over my life. And by the end of the study, I was strengthened again to keep drawing from the well, like Rebekah, and to keep believing that my time has come.

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