(Minghui. org) I’m a simple but joyful elderly Dafa practioner from Northeast China. I am almost 70-years old with good eyesight and no hearing problem. I walk with a spring in each step and I am full of energy. People who know me always comment that I don’t look my age.
I'm in this great state because I practice Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong).
I am a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple. My mission in life is to save people. I experience the joy of being a Dafa disciple and many amazing things have also happened to me. I’ll write down a few to share with fellow practitioners.
One day, it was raining but I needed to deliver truth clarification materials to a fellow practitioner, so I engaged a taxi driver to take me there and back.
When we arrived at where the fellow practitioner lived, the practitioner was already waiting by the roadside. So as not to keep the driver waiting, I jumped right out of the taxi without realizing there was a puddle right in my path.
I heard a slosh and saw water splashing. I thought my shoes were hopelessly done for, but I was in a rush and didn’t have time to pay that any mind.
I quickly handed the materials to the waiting practitioner and hurried back to the taxi.
To my surprise, when I looked down at my shoes, I noticed they were bone dry. In fact, my shoes looked like they had just been polished to a great sheen. My pants legs also showed no sign of mud or water.
The driver who witnessed everything was amazed and stunned. He just couldn’t believe his eyes.
I told him that I practice Falun Gong. It was Falun Gong’s Master who protected me. At once, the driver changed his mind about Dafa. He trusted what he saw and promptly rejected what he had been fooled into believing.
He said repeatedly, “Falun Dafa is indeed good!” He also gratefully withdrew from the Communist Party and all its affiliated organizations.
One day, we prepared a good amount of self-adhesive posters to be used for the rescue of a local fellow practitioner that evening. When evening came, for different reasons, nobody could go.
What to do? Everything was ready and waiting. The rescue mission was urgent.
I decided I had to do the job by myself.
The over 300 posters weighed a ton, but I was determined. I walked and put up posters, and walked and put up posters… I walked far and wide, until all the posters were gone.
I then realized I had no idea where I was. I didn’t recognize any landscape. I was totally lost. I was momentarily befuddled. Where was I to turn?
At that very moment, I looked up and saw, ahead of me only a few dozen feet away, loomed the home of one of the practitioners!
Tears started to flow down my cheeks. In gratitude, I thanked Master for taking me through another dimension and putting me right in front of a practitioner’s home!
When the practitioner opened the door for me, she looked at me in utter surprise. She told me to take a look at myself in the mirror.
I looked at myself and almost jumped.
The fellow practitioner said, “Your face is fair and delicate. Your lips are rosy. You look like a young person of seventeen!”
That state continued for about a week.
There was a time when I was in Shanghai to look after my grandson. One day, we went to a park to play. The park is circular, and not too big. We were walking along when I had a stomachache, and felt an immediate and urgent need to go to relieve myself, but there was no restroom in sight.
I clutched my stomach, and looked up, and saw a restroom right in front of me. The steps leading to it looked like clouds. There were two rows of benches just outside of it. I told my grandson to sit on one of the benches to wait for me.
The facilities felt wonderful. Everything was so clean and neat. There was a big mirror on one wall. I thought, “This big city, Shanghai, is really exceptional. Even toilets are so high class.”
After I was done, I continued walking and playing in the park with my grandson. Before long, we had made a full circle back to where we were. The strange thing was we couldn’t find the restroom anywhere.
I asked my grandson, “What happened to the restroom? Where has it gone?”
My grandson confirmed that’s where the restroom was a while back. It was right next to a little bridge. The only thing was, where the restroom was located, there was now a big rock.
I quickly gave thanks to Master for providing a solution for my urgent need.
One day, I went out to clarify the truth, but forgot to bring along some writing paper. I needed paper to write down people’s names since I wouldn’t be able to remember all of them. What to do?
Suddenly, on a day that was sunny and calm, a whirlwind came from nowhere and blew over a piece of paper, right in front of my feet.
I quickly picked it up and thanked Master. When a Dafa disciple’s heart is in the right place, Master would even see to such an apparently insignificant thing.
That day, I helped more than 40 people renounce the Communist Party and they withdraw from all its affiliated organizations.
When I was in Shanghai, because I speak good Mandarin, fellow practitioners nominated me to go to the police department to talk to the security officers about rescuing a fellow practitioner.
When I came out from the police department, I doubled back, because I remembered I had two Shen Yun Performing Arts DVDs on me and I wanted to give them away.
I told the security officer whom I had just talked to, “This is a world premiere show. I only have two for you to share. Take a look at it. It’ll do all of you a ton of good.”
The security officer quickly said thank you and took the DVDs.
One time, in the market, I came upon a stall selling a variety of DVDs. I said to the salesman, “Take a look at this. This is a world premiere show.” I put it into the machine and people around turned and gathered close to watch it.
An elderly couple who had walked away came a long way back, and asked me, “How much do we have to pay for the DVD?”
I told them, “It’s absolutely free.”
They were very happy, and thanked me.
People all around were scrambling to get one too. I passed out every DVD I had.
Another time, I took a bus to run an errand. There were about 60 to 70 passengers on the bus. When the bus started on its way, I stood up from my seat and spoke in a loud voice so everybody could hear me, “Hi, greetings to you all! I want to share something with you. I practice Falun Gong. Falun Gong has spread all over the world. The world welcomes it. Only in China is Falun Gong being persecuted…
Everybody sat there in silence, all quietly listening to me, while I talked on and on, until I got off at my stop.
Outside, a drizzle was falling. I stepped off the bus, with my heart light and my head held high. I felt magnanimous and proud of being a Dafa disciple!
The Fa-rectification period is almost over. We need to race against time to save people. I pay no heed to my age. I work fast. Master sees my heart intent on saving people and allows me to constantly feel the magic of Dafa.
One time, I was making dumplings from scratch. When I called my husband to the table, he was shocked. “You did all these by yourself in just half an hour? Amazing!”
That’s right. Dafa disciples during the Fa-rectification period are extraordinary. As long as we do the three things well, follow Master's teachings, trust that Master is always by our side, miracles will happen!