(Minghui.org) For people who don't know about Falun Dafa, it is easy for them to be deceived by the slanderous propaganda put out by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its state-run media. Moreover, because the CCP has persecuted its own citizens for several decades through its various political movements, people are afraid to speak out against injustice.
My husband was persecuted to death because of his belief, which made my brother’s family petrified of the CCP. Every time I went to visit them, my sister-in-law always pointed her finger in my face and shouted at me.
Even my husband's parents said to me, “Please don’t mess with them [the CCP]!”
All I wanted to do was to share the beauty of Dafa.
I went out with other practitioners to put up posters about Dafa and the persecution in the winter of 2002. The police arrested me and took me to a detention center.
My brother came to collect me after my release. My home had been demolished by the government during that time as part of their expansion plans. I had nowhere to go and had to stay with my brother’s family.
When my brother was in his 20s, he had three major surgeries due to a gastric issue and bone cysts. His health deteriorated, and as he aged, he developed high blood pressure and heart disease.
He was susceptible to catching many illness and was always taking medication. His wife wasn’t doing well either. At that time, they were raising 500 hens and two dozen pigs. They were easily exhausted after a day of hard work.
After I moved in, I chose not to talk to them about Falun Dafa as they might say negative things and create karma for themselves. Instead, I thought I’d hold myself to Dafa's principles of “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.” Then they could see what Dafa is for themselves.
While they were still sleeping, I did the sitting meditation every morning, then went out to warm up water for the pigs. At night, after they went to bed, I was busy doing their washing by hand. I did everything I could to help them, such as feeding the hens, collecting and selling the eggs, feeding the pigs, tidying up the rooms in their home, and cooking. Yet I never felt tired.
I never thought of myself as their relative, but rather as a Dafa practitioner, and did the things that I was supposed to do. While I was working, I listened to the recorded lectures of Dafa so they could hear them as well.
After a while, sister-in-law said to me, “You don’t behave like what is shown on the TV at all or like so-and-so from our village.”
That “so-and-so” happened to be a practitioner who was arrested and brutally beaten multiple times while in detention. As a result, she developed a mental disorder and could no longer take care of herself. My sister-in-law took it for granted that her condition resulted from practicing Falun Dafa. That’s one of the reasons why they refused to accept Dafa in the past.
My sister-in-law later asked me, “Can you please tell me what Falun Dafa is about?”
If she didn't personally witness my behavior, she wouldn't have gotten to know what a true practitioner is like. If we don’t cultivate ourselves well, we can’t show people the demeanor of Dafa practitioners. We will also lack the power to eliminate the factors behind people that prevent them from being saved.
Since I helped my brother and sister-in-law in their day-to-day life and lessened their burden, they had time to rest and felt more relaxed. That year, during the Chinese New Year, I also helped them clean the whole house, which hadn’t been done for a long time. They exclaimed, “You have done a great job in cleaning our home. We can decorate the place and truly feel that we are celebrating the Chinese New Year.”
From then on, both my brother and sister-in-law took the initiative to listen to the Dafa lectures with me and do the exercises. They later stopped taking medication and felt uplifted, and their family was in harmony.
I once asked my sister-in-law, “What do you think about Dafa?”
“I believe everything you said,” she replied.
My sister-in-law soon started practicing. Through all these years, she has been talking to people about Dafa and has never slacked off in her cultivation.
Because my brother couldn’t let go of personal interests, he didn’t choose to practice Dafa back then. However, he was very supportive of me and his wife.
When he was helping a friend renovate a home one time, he fell off a ladder and lost consciousness. He was taken to a hospital and discharged after ten days. Master Li (the founder of Falun Dafa) had already been taking care of him even though he hadn’t started to practice.
After the Chinese New Year in 2002, my brother began to plant a half acre of cotton. Planting cotton is very time-consuming, and picking the cotton takes place in the summer under the baking sun. He listened to Master’s lectures on his MP3 player for the whole day while working in the field.
My brother is now a steadfast Dafa practitioner.