(Minghui.org) I am 64 years old, and I have been practicing Falun Dafa since 1996. I had previously practiced phony qigong and offered to treat other people's illnesses before I started to practice Falun Dafa. The result was that I had severe dermatitis, a rectal ulcer, and a fist-size tumor on my neck. As the tumor grew it put pressure on my nerves, until finally I couldn't raise my arm. Doctors wanted to do a biopsy to see if the tumor was cancerous. But I couldn't face having cancer because I was only 42- years-old. I just went on day after day enduring the physical and mental pain.
While I was at the pharmacy purchasing medicine, I met an old friend. She showed me a book, Zhuan Falun, and suggested that I read it. As soon as I read the first page I knew that this was a very good book. I asked if I could borrow the book and if she would show me the practice.
At the beginning, five of us got together to practice the Falun Dafa exercises and read Zhuan Falun. I soon understood why I had such severe illnesses.
Master said,
“People with health problems have lots of karma. If you treat somebody with a serious health problem, when you go home after treating him you’ll feel awful! A lot of people who’ve treated others have experienced this, where the sick person recovers, but you go home and suffer with serious sickness.” (Zhuan Falun)
In one year, our little practice group grew to more than 600 people.
My severe dermatitis and the tumor on my neck disappeared three months after I started practicing Falun Dafa. I was also able to quit smoking and drinking. I know that without Falun Dafa, I wouldn't be alive today.
Seeing the positive changes in me, my wife also began practicing.
When the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started persecuting Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999, I knew I must speak up for Dafa and tell people the truth.
Sometimes my wife and I went out together to hang up paper banners. Other times we passed out truth-clarification materials. She would prepare them and I would pass them out.
We also used every opportunity to talk to people. During the Chinese New Year holiday we passed out calendars with information about Falun Dafa in it.
One winter night around 8:00 p.m. I came to a railroad pass. I had two heavy sacks of table calendars on my bike. The pass was being repaired and it was too slippery to cross the tracks. A man showed up and helped me carry the bike over the tracks.
Another winter night, it started to snow while I was riding to a village to pass out fliers. Soon, snow covered everything, and I couldn't see the narrow path. I was lost. Just then, an old man walked towards me and asked if I was lost. He led me to a major road. As soon as I got onto my bike and looked back, he was gone.
Once I was returning from a trip delivering materials to a neighboring county. I rode down a section of road with a long and steep downward slope. Suddenly, the bike brakes stopped working and the bike was gaining speed. I had to jump off and run down the slope with the bike. At the foot of the hill, two road workers grabbed me and my bike. I thanked them and we all sat down on the side of the road.
I talked about the persecution and how corrupt the Chinese Communist Party is. They agreed to withdraw from the party and its affiliated organizations and thanked me. I knew that it was arranged for them to wait for me at this place so they could be awakened to the facts of Falun Dafa.
Once I came to a village to put up some self-adhesive stickers. There was an electricity pole at the center of the village. I felt that this was the most visible location and put the last sticker on it. There was no trash can nearby, so I rolled the last paper peel into a small ball and threw it over a brick wall.
When I turned around to leave, I noticed that the paper ball was at my feet. I thought that I didn't throw it high enough and it bounced off the wall. So I threw it back over the wall. Immediately, I heard a voice behind the wall say, “Who is throwing this that is so accurate? You hit my head twice.”
Then an old man appeared over the top of the wall. I quickly apologized to him. He said it was fine. I thought he must be predestined to meet me so I gave him a truth-clarification DVD. He thanked me.
In 2005, we began to distribute the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party with the other materials. When I walked by a guard patrolling a dam's pump house I gave him a “Nine Commentaries” after we talked about the facts of the persecution and I helped him to quit the party. On my way back, I saw that he was still reading and he didn't notice me walk past him.
Several experiences taught me not to pick who I talk to about Falun Dafa. One day I rode to a village on my bike. It was a small village with only a handful of houses, so I decided to keep going. As soon as I pedaled past the little village, I fell heavily even though the road was smooth. The frame of my bike was badly bent.
I thought, “Why did this happen?” I began to look inward. Then I realized that the people of that small village were waiting to be awakened. I should not ignore them. Since my bike was damaged, I walked back and passed out truth-clarification materials to the houses.
When I was done, I walked back to my bike. I was able to straighten the frame with my hands and it was as flexible as a wet noodle. I got back on my bike and rode to the next village.
I know that Master Li is always with me and has helped me through many dangerous situations. I no longer think about how much time we have left. I simply focus on being diligent and awakening people.