(Minghui.org) We moved into a new house of over 1,000 square meters in 2003. I lived on the second floor. There was a door on the east side of the house where Dafa practitioners could come and go. A wonderful thing happened half a year after I moved in. I saw Master’s fashen (Law body), wearing a suit, like in his portrait in Zhuan Falun.
I was returning home from grocery shopping. I opened the first-floor door and was shocked to see Master wearing a blue suit. I said, “Please go upstairs.” Master told me to go first.
I went upstairs, and Master was already in the room that I used for doing the Dafa exercises. I saw a chubby young boy (or cherub) climbing onto Master’s shoulder, then sliding up and down playfully. He was cute, so I tried to touch him. The cherub and Master then disappeared.
Meeting People Who Work in the Judicial System
I started practicing Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) in 2002. I had severe stomach pain, a slipped disc, frozen shoulder, dysmenorrhea, headaches, and often fainted. Major hospitals and Chinese medicine doctors could not cure me. But the symptoms all disappeared after I began cultivation practice.
I rented my old house to a college student after I moved into the new house. The old house was to be demolished within a year. I urged him to move, but he wouldn’t. I said, “Ok! I will not charge you rent until the house is torn down.” He thought that if the demolition of the house was delayed for a year, and he were admitted to graduate school, he could then move straight into the school dormitory. He was indeed lucky, as the demolition of the house took a year.
I ran into him near that college a decade later. He called out to me and said, “Do you remember me?” I didn’t. “I’m the one who stayed at your house waiting for it to be torn down. You are a truly kind person!”
When he told me he was working for the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, I held his hand and asked, “Are you dealing with Falun Gong [practitioners]?” He said he was monitoring practitioners who were distributing Dafa informational materials and hanging up posters. I anxiously replied, “You should not do it. My Master is compassionate and wants me to save you. We have a predestined relationship, and now we’ve met again.”
I learned that he lived in the building across from me. I said solemnly, “You should not persecute Falun Gong. You cannot let your coworkers persecute Falun Gong either. Have you joined the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) or its affiliates? If you did, you should quit them.” He agreed.
I continued, “It might be difficult for us to see each other again. I’m still concerned about you. Don’t follow the orders of Jiang Zemin (former CCP leader who initiated the persecution of Falun Gong). Your future is at stake! Practicing Falun Gong is legal. The 35th and 36th articles of the Constitution say that citizens have the freedom of belief and speech. Jiang Zemin violated the Constitution by establishing the 610 Office to persecute Falun Gong. But persecuting the Buddha Law is sinful and will be punished.”
Another youngster who rented my house was assigned to work for a police department. I told him about Falun Dafa and asked him to tell his father not to persecute Falun Gong. His father was the chief of a police station in a village in Hubei Province. He said his father was very kind.
I went to see the young man later and recommended that he quit the Party. He did. I then asked him to ask his father to do the same. He agreed. He also thanked me and reminded me to pay attention to safety, and that I shouldn’t go see him anymore.
Most students who’ve rented from me quit the CCP and its youth organizations. They often joked, “You climbed over the wall again today,” referring to my distributing DVDs that help people bypass Internet censorship. I also took the opportunity to tell them about Falun Dafa when they came outside for snacks.
Miraculous Experiences of Telling People About Dafa
As a Dafa practitioner in China, I had some tests and interference in the process of telling people the facts about the persecution and urging them to quit the CCP. With Master’s protection, I did not experience any real danger. However, I’ve had a few miraculous experiences and truly hope people can clearly see the crimes of the CCP and be saved by Dafa.
Episode 1: Four of us practitioners went to villages to distribute Dafa informational materials on a cloudy winter night. We finished one village after midnight and walked toward another village. A pack of vicious German shepherds rushed toward us, barking loudly. I sent forth a thought, “Master, please stop the dogs from barking and save us.” The dogs stopped immediately. We then managed to complete the distribution of over a thousand flyers.
Episode 2: It was a cold autumn evening, and the ground was frozen. Two elderly female practitioners and I went to a remote village to distribute Dafa pamphlets. When we opened the bag after arriving, we found the pamphlets were golden and radiating with different colors. We understood that it was Master strengthening our righteous thoughts and encouraging us to save more people.
We distributed the pamphlets, one house at a time. There were over 300 homes in the village. The dogs barked here and there, but we were not afraid. We worked from 6 p.m. to 8 a.m., and returned home safely with Master’s protection.
Episode 3: We planned to distribute pamphlets on a hot day, with the forecast of 40ºC (104ºF). I complained to the other practitioner that it was too hot to go out. But my improper thought ended up causing us interference. We were separated, and I got lost in the mountains and could not find my way back. My head felt dizzy due to the heat, so I flopped to the ground and almost fainted.
A thought occurred to me, “I’m Master Li’s disciple. No one can interfere with me.” The righteous thought was strong and felt like it could split open a mountain. A miracle happened—my body felt at ease. A man passed by on his electric tricycle, and he reluctantly agreed to give me a ride. After passing a few villages, I got off when he reached his home. I paid him with a 10 yuan bill that had Dafa information printed on it. I also told him about the unjust nature of the persecution.
I kept walking along, and a farm truck came with a full load. I hailed it and asked for a ride. The driver said, “It’s loaded with grain, and there’s no room. It’s too dangerous!”
I replied, “With Buddhas and deities protecting us, there’s going to be no problem. You may even be rewarded.” He agreed. I climbed into the bed of his truck and lay on the grain, with both hands holding the rail. I also gave him 30 yuan with information about Dafa on the bills. But he only accepted 10 yuan. I also gave him a Shen Yun DVD. He then found someone with a motorcycle to take me to the highway, where I could catch a bus.
I gave the driver of the motorcycle 40 yuan and a Shen Yun DVD. I told him the truth about Dafa and urged him to quit the CCP. He agreed. He was a CCP member and said the CCP is rotten.
Family Members Support Dafa
My husband helped out with housework, such as cooking, washing clothes, and mopping the floor, to let me have more time to read Dafa books. He also supported me financially. He once gave me a sizable sum to make Dafa pamphlets. He also bought me a printer, computer, and paper.
He hung a pendant with the words “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” in his new car. He also drove us to neighboring villages and said, “You guys go distribute as many pamphlets as you want. I’ll be waiting for you here.” He encouraged us to have righteous thoughts and always waited patiently while we distributed the materials.
Because I was busy validating Dafa, I relied on my husband to take me to the wholesale market to buy groceries. One trip could last us for a week. He reminded me to bring more bills with Dafa information printed on them. I typically bring up to six bundles of such bills to exchange with vendors.
A wholesaler of eggplants not only exchanged money with me, but he also helped me exchange the bills with other vendors he knew. He told these vendors that it’s better to use the ones with Dafa information on them since one may receive blessings. He liked to hear me telling the truth about Dafa and was concerned about the persecution. He felt disdain for the CCP’s corruption.
My husband has allowed several practitioners who were displaced to stay with us. In the year when I just started practicing Dafa, an out-of-town practitioner had no place to stay, so a fellow practitioner brought him to our rented house. I was not at home at the time, but my husband invited him to stay with us. I thanked my husband and told him that he had done something of tremendous merit.
He laughed and said, “Dafa practitioners are all good people. They are all welcome at our house. It’s my pleasure.” Many practitioners have stayed at our home at one time or another.
My husband has supported me in my cultivation practice all these years. He reminds me to send forth righteous thoughts and to be tolerant, which I sometimes fail to do.
He used to be scared to go to sleep and was afraid of ghosts when going out at night. People in the family laughed at him. Now, with Master’s protection, he feels safe. He drives safely, not having ever received a ticket. He goes to work and comes home joyfully every day. I’m grateful and hope that he becomes a Dafa practitioner someday.
I’ve learned a lot over the years and recall the feelings I had when I first started practicing Dafa. I cried when I saw Master’s picture or heard the exercise music. I felt like a lost child who had found her home. Thank you, Master, for saving me so I can be on this path of returning to my original true self.
