(Clearwisdom.net) In June 1999, I was blessed when I received a copy of Zhuan Falun, which led me on the path to Dafa.

On July 20, 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Gong practitioners. TV stations repeatedly broadcast the CCP's false charges against Falun Gong. At that time, I had not read the book, nor had I done any of the exercises. I did not know any practitioners. My family was frightened by the persecution and did not want me to get involved, but I was not frightened. I thought that Falun Gong must be very good because so many people practiced it. In the middle of the night, while my family slept, I got up and read the book. Although I could only read about half of the characters in the book, I kept reading.

Since then, I have continued studying the Fa and kept Truthfulness-Benevolence-Forbearance in my heart. Before I started practicing Falun Gong, I had many ailments such as heart disease, lumbar disc problems, cervical vertebra problems, arthritis, and shoulder bursitis. I was responsible for watching over my two granddaughters, taking care of all the household chores, and looking after my husband, who had a long-term illness. After I started practicing Falun Gong, I have followed the principles of Truthfulness-Benevolence-Forbearance. I forbore when I found myself in difficult situations or conflicts, always looking inside to find my own shortcomings and cultivating myself.

One morning during the Fall of 2001, my neighbor and I went out grocery shopping. While we walked along the North Minghu Road, a van came up from behind and hit us, knocking us several meters away. I lost consciousness. When I woke up in the hospital, I saw two people crying beside me. I asked, "How did I get here?" They told me that it was their vehicle that hit us. I said, "I am okay." I immediately realized that it was Master Li who saved me and delivered me from death. I was told that I had sustained a concussion. The impact had left a fist-sized contusion on my head. Doctors and the driver asked me to stay in the hospital, but I went home the same day because I was a Falun Dafa practitioner whose life was in Master Li's hands. I went back to the hospital for a follow-up some time later, and everything checked out as being normal. All the problems that I had before had disappeared, as well.

On August 31, 2008, after cooking breakfast, as I went to turn the burner off, my arm touched the hot wok. My skin was burnt immediately, but I was not afraid. I told Master Li in my heart, "Your disciple is okay." I washed my arm under running water and saw a piece of skin about 4 inches long peel off. I did not feel any pain and did not use any medicine. After a week, it healed without leaving a scar. It did not hinder me in doing the three things, either.

Master Li has been protecting me and guiding me whenever I encountered difficulty over last nine years. I say from my heart before Master Li's portrait, "Thank you, Master Li. I am grateful for your arduous salvation."