(Minghui.org) My boyfriend invited me to attend a video lecture series on Falun Dafa, given by Master Li Hongzhi, at the Municipal Military Auditorium in the Fall of 1995. I had no idea what this was about, but I went along to please him.

As soon as the lecture started, I fell asleep. When the lecture ended, I woke up. For the nine lectures in nine days, I slept like this every day. I did not recall anything, yet my knowing side understood. I felt I had found the purpose of life and no longer felt aimless.

I was 25 years old that year. During the next few years, I finished school, got married and had a child. I was young and lighthearted. I read Zhuan Falun from time to time, but rarely did the exercises. Looking back, I regret that I wasted so much time!

The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution of Dafa practitioners in July 1999. Both my husband and I were pressured at work. We were forced to attend “brainwashing classes,” and our salaries were cut as punishment. Because we were so attached to living a comfortable life, we compromised our values again and again.

We needed to clarify the truth to people, so in May 2001, with hints from Master Li, we purchased a computer and printer to produce pamphlets and DVDs. Every morning, my husband set up the equipment before he left for work. During the day, I printed materials while taking care of our child. In the evening, fellow practitioners came to pick up the materials for distribution. My husband majored in IT, so he was able to solve all technical problems. 

We later bought two more printers to speed up the process. At the time, there were no booklet files about the persecution to download from the Minghui website. We chose and edited experience-sharing articles ourselves. I was busy from dusk to dawn.

The routine was disrupted by the sudden death of my husband from a traffic accident in the Fall of 2005. Just as the old forces was about to destroy me by exploiting my affection for my husband, my mind suddenly became very clear. I looked back at the past few years and found we were very attached to each other. Although we were doing the three things every day, we were acting like ordinary people.

The past is past. The most important thing is how I utilize my time going forward. Two months later, I started to memorize Zhuan Falun. It took me two and a half months to memorize the book for the first time. I later got faster at memorization and could often recite one lecture per day. 

In memorizing Zhuan Falun, I soon walked out of the shadow of grief.

During my down time, fellow practitioners helped me to get back on my feet. They set up a new printer and a good Internet connection so I could resume producing materials. Several months later, they invited me to join their group to reach out to clarify the truth to people face to face. In the evening, we rode motorbikes to distribute materials in the surrounding countryside.

Each week, we needed as many as 700 copies of the pamphlets and DVDs. I took care of downloading materials, printing, packaging, and distributing them to local practitioners. I was working non-stop. After a while, I started to feel this was unfair, and that I was doing too much.

Shortly afterward, as I was on my way to the printing site, I started having bad thoughts. I did not try to stop them and allowed these thoughts to increase. When I tried to turn on the printer, it would not work. I was sorry for my bad thoughts and told Master I was wrong. Similar thoughts surfaced on multiple occasions.

A fellow practitioner and I later arranged a time to meet to go out to clarify the truth. I arrived on time, but the other practitioner was late. While I was waiting with a large bundle of materials, I became scared and started resenting this practitioner. 

After we distributed the materials, I heard a voice in my head: “The materials you distributed carry your thoughts.” The next day, I learned our DVDs were found in trash cans. I was ashamed of myself. Since then, I paid more attention to my thoughts before going out.

On many winter nights, our group rode motorbikes in the chilly wind to distribute the materials. We could not wear too many layers or we would not be able to walk. It was cold but we were happy. Sometimes, the practitioners who were on bikes could not wear a protective helmet as their shields would fog up. Often their faces turned purple because of the wind.

We worked together for five years and covered every household in the area. Many villagers were extremely kind to us after they understood the truth. They even offered to feed us and reminded us to pay attention to our safety. Some people kept waving to us long after we walked away from their home.

On one occasion, the sky suddenly turned dark. Black clouds were rolling in, and a strong wind was blowing. It was frightening! Since it was summer, we dressed lightly and felt the sudden cold. The practitioner I rode with asked if we should continue. I said yes.

We could feel a battle between good and evil was taking place in other dimensions. So we started sending forth righteous thoughts non-stop.

After a short while, the sky opened up and rays of sunshine fell on us like a spotlight. We felt warm and within 20 minutes, the dark clouds were gone. The fields were peaceful, and people opened their doors and came out to greet us. With Master’s benevolent arrangement, we were overjoyed for the opportunity to offer them salvation.

In 2012, with the arrests of Wang Lijun and Bo Xilai, who had important roles in persecuting Dafa, we entered a new stage of Fa-rectification. A lot of changes in the world took place, and more truth-clarifying DVD files suddenly became available to download. So we purchased more DVD burners, and a large amount of blank DVDs.

Over the past 20 years, I have matured a great deal. Master has been holding my hand and guiding me all along. I am honored to be a Dafa practitioner who can assist Master in the process of Fa-rectification and fulfill my task of saving sentient beings.

No matter what awaits me on my path, I will give myself unreservedly to diligent cultivation.

I am so grateful Master chose me!