(Minghui.org) I am in my 60s and have practiced Falun Dafa since 1998. I’d like to share a few stories of the miraculous incidents I witnessed while I clarified the truth to people.
Informational Materials Turn into Green Beans and Rice
Not long after the persecution started, I met with a practitioner under a bridge, and she gave me a bag of 2,000 Falun Dafa flyers. As I was riding my bicycle home with the bag, a police vehicle stopped in front of me. Six officers got out, and one of them grabbed my bike and asked what was inside my bag.
I responded, “The bag contains green beans and rice that I just bought for my sister-in-law. One officer opened the bag to take a look and commented, “That is a lot of food.” They actually saw green beans and rice in the bag! “People are looking this way and seeing six police officers giving a woman a hard time,” I said. A policeman then instructed me to go home where they would be waiting to talk with me further.
After watching them drive away, I got back on my bike to ride home. As I was riding along, I saw a pile of corn stalks on the roadside, and hid the bag underneath the pile. When I got home, the officers were already waiting. One of them said, “So, I see that you have delivered the green beans and rice to your sister-in-law? We are just here to check on you, no big deal.”
As soon as they left, I knelt in front of Master Li’s photo to give thanks for his protection. On this particular day the police were looking to arrest people with Falun Dafa informational materials. I still tremble thinking what would have happened to me had Master not changed what they saw in the bag.
All Cars Stop As I Pick Up Falun Dafa Flyers
I went to a morning market to hand out Falun Dafa flyers and DVDs. An elderly man sat in front of his door and was starting a fire. I approached and handed him a flyer. He picked up an axe and swung at me. A bystander stopped him, but before I could leave, he grabbed my bag and threw it onto a busy road. The DVDs and flyers were scattered all over the ground. I charged toward the middle of the road to pick them up. After I put all of them in the bag, I stood up and turned around, and what I saw made me cry.
All the cars behind me had stopped and waited for me to retrieve the flyers and not even one ever honked their horn. With tears streaming down my face, I handed the flyers and DVDs to every driver, and all of them accepted them. I then continued to the other side of the market to hand out the materials, and the people gladly took them.
Accident in a Mountain Village
One evening I went out with my daughter to hand out booklets called the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. We went to a village in the mountains. The roads were bumpy with a lot of stone staircases. I had to watch every step I took so that I would not trip and fall. We walked slowly to give every household a copy.
Still I tripped and fell down. As my body hit the ground, I heard my leg make a cracking sound. I could not get up, and thought, “I haven’t finished giving out all the booklets, what do I do now?”
My righteous thoughts emerged, “Even if I had to crawl, I will finish giving out all the booklets so that people will know the truth.” I tried to get up again, and was able to stand right up. At this moment my daughter came back for me, saying that she was worried when I did not catch up with her.
We distributed all the booklets and went home. I looked at my leg and saw only red marks. I thanked Master Li for his protection.
I made it this far in cultivation thanks to Master Li’s protection and teachings. I will progress diligently so that I can return home with Master one day.
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