(Minghui.org) People in China these days are keen to learn the truth about Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong). The following are a few examples.
I went downstairs to fetch some drinking water from the dispenser in my residential complex one day in July 2025. On the way, I saw an elderly woman sitting on the park steps. She greeted me warmly, and I told her I was on my way to fetch water because of the hot weather.
When I came back, I put the bucket down and started chatting with her, thinking she must have an affinity for the Fa and that I should clarify the truth about Falun Dafa to her.
I asked her age, but she didn’t reply right away, saying she had begun losing her hearing the year before. “If you were asking my age, I’m 92 now. I have five sons, and I take turns spending time with them, one month in each household at a time,” she told me.
“You are incredible! At your age, you can still go out and enjoy yourself. Now let me tell you something nice. Please remember that Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. If you do this, you will be blessed and protected by gods and Buddhas,” I said it loudly so she could hear me.
“I heard you. I believe what you said. People should do good deeds and be filial. I heard you,” she reassured me.
I asked if she would like to memorize “Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” She was very happy to do so and repeated the words after me, line by line, three times.
“Great! You did really well,” I encouraged her. “Do you remember them now?” I asked.
“Yes, I have memorized them. I won’t forget you. I will never forget you,” the woman said to me firmly. I said goodbye to her and headed home.
As I was walking, I could still hear her saying loudly to me, “I will never forget you.” I was deeply touched—people are truly waiting for us to tell them about Falun Dafa.
I got back home, set the bucket down, and went out again to shop for groceries. The elderly lady was gone. I thought: She indeed came to hear the truth. Thank you, Master, for your compassionate salvation.
An 80-year-old Woman Came to Me for Falun Dafa MaterialsiOne day, I got home a bit late, so I started cooking right away because my granddaughter would visit us after school and stay the night.
Then I heard someone talking outside, saying, “I came to your place earlier, but no one was home and the door was locked. I guessed you would be back by now, so I returned.”
I opened the door and saw a woman who looked to be about 80 and very healthy. I remembered seeing her before, but I didn’t know who she was. I invited her in warmly.
“Do you still have those little pendants with the words “Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance is good” on them?” she asked.
“Sure,” I said, and took two from my pocket, and gave them to her.
“Can I have more? There are my son, grandson, daughter, son-in-law, nephew, and they all want one,” she said eagerly.
I gave her more pendants and showed her some Falun Dafa keepsakes, saying, “These are truth medallions, which can keep one safe.”
“I’m illiterate, but I recognize these nine characters. I always recite them in my heart. When I see them, I take them home to show my children and grandchildren, including information booklets,” the woman told me.
I asked whether her family members had ever joined Chinese Communist Party (CCP) organizations and said that if they had, they should quit them to stay safe when the CCP has met its demise.
“No, none of my family members joined those things,” she said. “Please give me a few more keepsakes. I want to hand them out for you. I know you are all good people and very kind. When people come to my house, I will give them one. When I run out of them, I will come to you for more.”
“No problem,” I said to her. She was really happy and repeatedly thanked me before leaving on her bike, looking as if she had obtained some treasure.
As it turned out, the woman had seen a Dafa practitioner putting up truth-clarification posters when the persecution was at its worst. She had asked for a poster and hung it above her bed.
I was quite touched to hear about that and felt truly happy for her—her righteous actions had saved her.
“I Would Rather Forgo the Army Than Ask Mom to Give Up Falun Gong!”
In 2001, my husband, who wasn’t yet practicing Falun Dafa, tried to use his connections to help our son join the army. He thought our son would be looked after and have a good future because one of his friends, a high-ranking army officer, said, “I’ll even make good arrangements for your grandson in the future.”
The local police station noted in its files that I’m a Falun Dafa practitioner. According to the CCP’s persecution policy, no one from a Falun Gong practitioner’s family was allowed to enlist unless the family member either wrote a statement promising to give up the practice or stepped on a portrait of Master Li in public.
“No way! I won’t do anything like that, and I won’t betray Dafa for my son’s career,” I said to my husband.
“Is there any room for negotiation on this?” he asked.
“No,” I said firmly.
“I would rather not join up than ask mom to write a statement saying she will give up Falun Gong,” our son told us.
I was very pleased to hear his words and said to him, “Son, the sentient beings in my dimensional field must be very happy to hear what you just said.”
My son and husband went to the police station. The station head asked why I wasn’t with them.
“Is it okay for my son to join up without my wife writing a statement?” my husband asked.
“No, there is no other way,” the police officer said.
My husband became angry and said, “I’m a senior retired military veteran who sacrificed my youth to defend our country. Now I’m sending my son to do the same. Have we done anything wrong? What’s wrong with his mom practicing Falun Gong? Remove my son from the list. He won’t be joining the military.”
My husband’s words stunned the police officers and the head of the station. They hadn’t expected us to not give in.
What happened soon spread through the police system, and some officers, with a thumbs-up, said, “Falun Gong practitioners are truly remarkable.”
Over time, the police station head changed several times, and each new head came to my place, saying they wanted to see what kind of person I was.
I asked my son if he blamed me for not being allowed to join the army. “Not at all,” he replied.
My son is married now and has a son of his own. He and his family live a happy and fulfilling life.
My husband has taken up Dafa practice. He often says, “I’ve had many opportunities over the years to gain fame and wealth, but each time I let them go without hesitation because I had already obtained Dafa, the most precious thing. It is the very essence of life!”
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