Brendan and I are visiting Dublin and taking advantage of the new train service from Belfast.

We got off at Jarvis a few stops on the Luas from Connelly St Station. We crossed the River Liffey on the Millenium Bridge and entered the Temple Bar area.

Our hotel was nearby. We chevked in and rested after our journey. Temple Bar is the name given to an area in Dublin along the Liffey, famous for tourists, who come to the bars and restaurants here. As we walked along the streets we met and heard people from the nations, few speaking English.

I looked up on the internet about the area we are staying. To my surprise I found that there is a well nearby in Eustace St named after St Winifred. Here is the inscription that the Dublin Council say about the well.

Inscription.

This well, St Winifred’s, was probably constructed when Eustace Street was laid out between 1680 and 1720. Before that this area was a salty tidal shore.

Water supply must have been a problem for the first inhabitants of Eustace Street so the well was dug. “

My mother was called Winifred. She had faith in Jesus. I have not met any one else called Winifred in my life. I looked up the history of St Winifred. She was a believer in Jesus in the eighth century and was martyred for her faith.

It is a blessing to be reminded of my mother. I’m writing a book about my children currently. From her example I was not afraid to have children. Dad and she reared ten children who have done well in life. I learned much from their example.

Psalm 86 v 16
Turn to me and have mercy on me. Show your strength on behalf of your servant, save me because I serve you just as my mother did. NIV

Once when Brendan was on a mission in India my young son Abraham had a dream. He was seven years old at the time. He was taken up to heaven by angels. There he saw my mother and father. They held him in their arms. They asked how was his mum and asked him to look after me. His dream was a comfort to me.

Jesus was at Jacob’s Well where He was talking to a woman who came for water.

But sir, you don’t have a rope or a bucket,” she said, “and this well is very deep. Where would you get this living water? And besides, do you think you’re greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us this well? How can you offer better water than he and his sons and his animals enjoyed?”

Jesus replied, “Anyone who drinks this water will soon become thirsty again. But those who drink the water I give will never be thirsty again. It becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life.”

“Please, sir,” the woman said, “give me this water! Then I’ll never be thirsty again, and I won’t have to come here to get water.”

Jesus was talking about the Holy Spirit. A believer in Jesus filled with the Holy Spirit is a well. Jesus said out of your belly will flow rivers of living water. Brendan and I are living wells staying near Eustace St.

St Winifred’s Well.