(Minghui.org) I have been practicing Falun Dafa for more than 10 years. I often feel that the most blissful and glorious things in my life revolve around following Master's teachings.
I get together with other practitioners every week to study the Falun Dafa books. Around one to two dozen of us show up each time. Some left their own hometowns to avoid persecution; others come from places where there is no study group; some are from our village. We read the books and send forth righteous thoughts as a group.
Practitioners who work in the Falun Dafa information material production sites study together every day and have done so for many years. My tenants know that Falun Dafa is a good practice, and they help keep our place safe. Since I often assist the tenants with their needs with my whole heart, they say that I'm a good person.
The room in which we study together is on the west side of the house, and the material production room is on the east side. We do the exercises every morning, send forth righteous thoughts at 6:00 a.m., and then read the books. We make about 1,600 copies of informational materials each week, and practitioners pick up the materials to distribute.
One practitioner was unable to break through the tribulations at home in dealing with sickness karma. She came to my place from the hospital. She read the books, did the exercises with the group, and helped put the information materials together. As a result, she recovered very quickly from the sickness karma.
One morning after doing the exercises on July 20, 2015, she said she had pain in her stomach and lower back. We still carried and distributed 300 copies of Falun Dafa materials on our way to a village. Three and a half hours later, we finished distributing the materials and arrived at her relative's home. She said the pain had gone away.
One time, a villager grabbed my collar and threatened to report me. I asked him not to do that, but he ignored me. “You'll be hurting yourself and your family if you report me,” I explained. “I don't want money from you. I came here to talk to you about Falun Dafa, so that you can be spared from future disasters.”
His daughter standing next to him insisted that he let go of me. I said to her, “You're a good child, and you'll have a bright future.”
In another village, a group of peasants surrounded us and wanted to report us. I asked them not to, because we had come a long way to tell them about Falun Dafa. A woman still insisted on reporting us. I said to her, “We walked from far away to bring you information we printed ourselves. Any compensation you get from reporting us will harm you and your family.”
Nevertheless, one man still wanted to report us. I told him, “You all seem to be good people, but you've been deceived by the rumors and propaganda on television.” They finally left us alone. We were not afraid, because we knew Master was protecting us.
My husband, son, and daughter-in-law support our practice and help with the material production site. My husband brings the supplies to the house and covers them up. My son and daughter-in-law also watch NTDTV programs every day.
I went to distribute materials with other practitioners one day last year. My husband, son, and daughter-in-law were home. A practitioner rushed to my house and told my son that the police were going to search the area that evening. She told them to move the materials and the equipment, and warned me not to go home.
I came home the next morning and saw that the material production site was a mess. My family was scared to death. They had moved the computers, printers, supplies, and tens of thousands of paper bills marked with Falun Dafa information to a neighbor's place. Ink had splashed all over the place.
It rained heavily that afternoon. My son and I moved everything back into our house in the downpour.
I was unable to maintain my xinxing and got upset at the practitioner who told my family about the police search. I was angry that she put my family under so much stress. I was afraid they would not let us make informational materials there anymore, and that the production site would have to move.
I ignored her apologies and said to her, “Why don't you take some equipment home? Then you won't need to take materials from me anymore.” When we met together to study, a few practitioners who worked at the production site also started to argue with this practitioner. We all pointed fingers at each other.
We calmed down a few days later. Master has told us to look inward whenever we encounter conflicts. We discovered that the bad elements in another dimension used practitioner's attachments to interfere with the material production site, and to prevent us from doing the three things well. We could fall into this trap even more if we complained about one another.
The human attachments exposed during a conflict are exactly what we're supposed to eliminate. During the group study, we looked inward and talked about our shortcomings. We stopped complaining and pointing fingers at one another.
One practitioner said that we should not make this kind of mistake again. Our material production site resumed operations very soon thereafter. My husband, son, and daughter-in-law were not frightened anymore. It was as if nothing had happened.
In the limited amount of time left, we should strive to do better and fulfill our mission as Dafa practitioners.