(Minghui.org) In March 2022, a practitioner came to see me and said that some new people had recently moved into his neighborhood. He hoped that I would go there and distribute information about Falun Dafa and the persecution. I had gone there in 2020 and given out printed information, but since the practitioner had come to see me, I thought there might be a need for me to go there again. Also, the information I was distributing had been updated. I agreed to help.
That afternoon after sending righteous thoughts, I asked Master to strengthen me. I usually avoid going out on weekends as there are more people about, but I know that time waits for no man. I pushed my notions aside and strengthened my righteous thoughts. I packed up 120 brochures and set off at 7:30 p.m.
Although the practitioner said that the property manager wouldn’t mind, I knew I had to be careful because there are no blind spots in their neighborhood’s cameras. I wore a cap and went straight to the top floor. Things went smoothly in the first building, but in the second building, there was a door at every level. Some doors were blocked by electric bikes I had to step over; there were things piled up in front of some apartments and I had to be careful not to make a sound as I stepped around them; some of the doors made a lot of noise when I opened them; dogs in some of the apartments started to bark right after I finished placing the materials on the door. I quickly went downstairs.
As I reached the bottom of the last flight of stairs, the elevator door opened and a young man stepped out and looked at me. He might have thought that it was odd I’d walked down a dark flight of stairs instead of taking the elevator. I kept walking and he followed me. After some distance, I stopped by a lamppost as if I was waiting for someone. I watched him head over to the next street. Then I continued to distribute materials. I soon finished and returned home.
The next morning, I printed more brochures and send forth righteous thoughts at the designated time. I changed into another coat and cap and went out to continue distributing. I returned home and printed more materials that afternoon. That night, I changed into another coat and cap and went out to distribute again.
The practitioner gave me his elevator card so I could enter the apartments in his complex. However, I just could not find it. I wondered if this was interference or Master did not want me to go. I begged Master in my heart but I still could not find it. I thought, “If I am supposed to go out today, the outer door will be open. If I am not supposed to go, the door will be closed.” I went there and someone just happened to be leaving so I quickly entered, thanking Master in my heart. I went there three times in two days and distributed about 300 brochures. Almost no apartment was missed. Thank you, Master, for your protection.
When the COVID lockdown started, the virus was discovered in their neighborhood but the entrances of the buildings were not sealed. The practitioner said that the truth-clarifying materials that had just been distributed must have cleansed the field there so that no one needed to be quarantined.
Two weeks later, I got quite a few stickers from another practitioner. One afternoon, I thought I would go out and put them up. Because I had so many, I thought that it would be good if it would drizzle or snow so that fewer people would be outside and it would be easier to put the stickers up. A light snowfall started at 3 p.m., and more than six inches fell in two hours. After sending righteous thoughts at 6:00 p.m., I set off.
I first went to a neighborhood with controlled entry. I asked Master to help me get in. Just as I was about reach the door, a person pushing an electric bike went through. Due to the snow, he walked slowly and I was able to catch up and slipped in after him. Very few people were around. I put up three different stickers in each entrance corridor.
Then I walked to the next neighborhood. I opened an umbrella to block the camera and posted stickers along the entrance corridor. I quickly finished the second community.
Then I went to the third neighborhood, one that had been built for government employees. I’d distributed materials there before but only the buildings that were slated for demolition had been unlocked. There was no way to enter the other buildings. Cameras were installed in all the corridors. I’d always kept in mind the people who lived in this community. Today was my chance.
The snow deepened as I walked, but I had no time to clear the snow that kept filling my boots. When I saw someone, I let him pass me. The bottoms of my boots were covered in ice, and when I stepped on a marble floor I slipped and my cap fell off.
I immediately recalled what Master said, “We believe that one thought can determine the outcome of things, for better or for worse.” (The Fourth Talk, Zhuan Falun). I quickly stood up, grabbed my cap, shook off the snow, and put it back on. I continued until I’d put up all the stickers. Over two hours later, I’d finished and the snow stopped, too. When I got home, my pants were wet but I felt very happy because I’d done what Master requested of me.
In July 2022, a practitioner gave me a package of stickers about why it’s important to quit the CCP and its youth organizations, the live organ harvesting, etc. I thought of posting them after July 20 because it was hot out and the police were actively following and picking up practitioners and ransacking their homes. The Chinese Communist Party knows that practitioners go out to hang banners and put up stickers around July 20 (the day the persecution started in 1999), so they monitor our movements. I was thinking of avoiding that day.
That night, however, a cool wind began to blow. I set out just before 8 p.m.
I went to a neighborhood and waited at the entrance. I asked Master to help me enter. A woman used her card to open the gate and went in so I followed her. I only took note of the cameras along the roads and at the intersections but I did not realize that there were cameras inside the entrance. By the time I discovered them, I had entered the building. I had already begun putting up stickers, so I continued. There were cameras in the next entrance so I posted the stickers outside, thinking that the people that lived also needed to know the truth. When I reached the third entrance, there were no cameras inside but one camera outside faced the entrance. I asked Master to let the camera miss me. Someone was standing there, so I went to the building across the road and put up stickers there first before I returned to finish this building.
Then I went to the next neighborhood that had many big cameras. My thoughts were simple and I had no thought of being reported or followed. I just wanted to help people know the truth. I just tugged at the main entrance door lightly and it opened. I was also able to open the second and third doors. I thought that was how they worked. When I had just entered another building, I heard someone behind me, so I stopped and pretended to be taking a walk. I noticed that he had to enter a code before he could open the door. I realized that Master was helping me. I just had the heart to save people and Master arranged everything for me.
The whole trip took more than two hours. On my way home, I was overwhelmed with emotion. Not only do I need to change my notions, I must also behave and think righteously. I am even more thankful to Master for his protection and empowerment. I felt that July 20, 2022, was very meaningful and I spent it well. I was a bit moved and also felt how hard it is to save people. No matter what, I knew I did what I should do.
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