(Minghui.org) I am a healthy 70-year-old. Before I started practicing Falun Dafa in September 2001, I had heart disease that didn’t improve no matter where I went for treatment. A close friend told me that Falun Dafa greatly improved one's health, and she suggested that I practice it. Yet I was afraid to practice it because the government persecuted it.
Later on, a practitioner invited me to his house to watch the video of Master teaching the Fa in Guangzhou. I went to his house and watched the video, but I got very sleepy after a while. I even bit my fingers to stay awake, but I still fell asleep. I had the thought in my mind, “This is truly a great Buddha who comes to save people.” I slept really well that night.
After practicing for a short time, my heart disease was gone. I also didn’t need to use my reading glasses. Since then, I have been determined to continue practicing Falun Dafa.
After taking up Falun Dafa, I joined other elderly practitioners in their efforts to raise awareness of Dafa and the persecution. I was later put in charge of delivering Dafa informational materials to other practitioners.
One day I had an amazing experience when I was on my way to deliver materials. It had just rained. I accidentally stepped in a puddle of water that was over a foot deep. The water splashed very high. I was sure that my shoes and pants would be all wet, but then I saw the fellow practitioner coming out to greet me and take the materials. Thus, I didn’t get a chance to look at my pants and shoes. I hurried to give the materials to the other practitioner.
When I finally looked down, to my surprise, they were dry and clean, not muddy at all. My leather shoes were even shiny as if they had just been polished. It was so amazing!
My heart to cultivate Dafa became more determined after that, and I truly believe that Dafa is the Buddha Fa.
After the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party was published, I started to distribute these books after fellow practitioners printed them. I passed by a police station one day and walked straight in. There was no one at the reception desk, so I put a book on the table. As I turned back and started to walk out, a group of policemen came in. I didn’t feel afraid and walked out with confidence.
Another time, I went to distribute the Nine Commentaries in an office building. The security was tight, and it was difficult to get in without an ID or work permit. I had the idea to follow someone in. There was a man going into the building carrying a large briefcase. I followed him into the building, and no one stopped me or asked me anything. I followed the man to the mailroom. He told the person on duty that he was looking for someone. Then the duty person led him upstairs. I put a copy of the Nine Commentaries on the table and left.
One day I went to a government building to distribute the book. It was early in the morning before work hours. I was nicely dressed and walked into the building with confidence. No one asked me anything, and the security guard even nodded at me politely. I walked through the rooms one by one and left a book in each room.
To help rescue a local fellow practitioner who had been illegally detained by the government, we printed a lot of posters with information about the arrest and persecution. I was planning to go out with another practitioner to put up the posters. However, her granddaughter had a fever that day, and she couldn’t go with me. She said that she would send righteous thoughts for me from home and make dinner for me.
I didn’t think anything of it and headed out. When I was putting up posters in a residential building, a group of young men came downstairs. I didn’t worry about it and continued to put the poster up. Those young men came to see what I was putting up. One of them said, “Ah, Falun Gong!” Then they all left quickly. I wasn’t afraid.
When I was almost finished putting up the posters, I realized that I was very far away from the fellow practitioner’s apartment and couldn’t recognize where I was. She was waiting for me to go back to have dinner with her. Then I bought some vegetables and asked the vendor where it was. While pondering how I would get back, I suddenly saw the fellow practitioner’s apartment door right in front of me.
My mind didn't understand it. I wasn’t sure what had happened! I told some practitioners about it. Some said that Master led me through another dimension, and some said that Master sent me back. I believe that since I was doing righteous things, Master took care of me and helped me.
One day, a practitioner gave me a lot of posters to put up. When I was organizing them at home, my husband saw them and said harshly, “Hurry up and get rid of them!” I thought it was a hint for me to distribute them right away, so I headed out and put them all up. Everything went smoothly.
During those days, other practitioners said to me, “Did you go to a spa? How come you look so good?” I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that my face indeed looked different. My skin was pinkish white, my lips were red as if I put lipstick on, and I had almost no wrinkles at all.
I went to Shanghai in 2012 to see my grandson. I made a plea to Master before my trip to help me meet other practitioners in Shanghai. Very soon after I arrived in the city, I met practitioners, and we did the three things we are asked to do together.
Once I went to Yangpu district to clarify the truth about Falun Dafa to people. I didn’t have paper to write down the names of people who wanted to quit the Chinese Communist Party. It was a sunny day without any wind. When I wondered where I could get some paper, a whirlwind suddenly formed in front of me. Some paper fell down through the wind piece by piece, landing by my feet. They were all A4 lined paper. I was so amazed!
Another day, I took my grandson to a park to talk to people about Dafa. Suddenly, my stomach felt uncomfortable and I needed to use the restroom. I looked up and saw a public restroom not far away. I sat my grandson on the chair next to the restroom and went in. It was so beautiful inside, and the air was so fresh. There was a clear stream of flowing water inside. I had never seen such a gorgeous restroom.
The park was round and had a circular path. I walked around it with my grandson, and when we got back to where the restroom was, I wanted to take him in to see it again. However, the restroom had disappeared, and only a huge rock was sitting there!
Other practitioners believe that it was Master who had created the restroom for me because I was doing righteous things to save people. Master helped me again. Thank you, Master!