(Minghui.org) First identified in Wuhan City during Chinese New Year, the novel coronavirus quickly spread. Other local practitioners and I were very worried. I downloaded information about the outbreak and started making flyers. Fellow practitioners soon distributed the information and came back to get more. At this point, two of our printers stopped working. Soon after, the third one broke.
I was so anxious I wanted to cry. People were in danger of dying, and I had to help them! When I looked within, I saw my cultivation gap. I realized that I was angry with my son’s girlfriend. I criticized her behind her back and caused the family to resent her. I felt ashamed. A few days later, my son told me that his girlfriend had returned to her home and it was my fault. When I asked why, he said our conversation was monitored when I talked to her on the phone about Falun Dafa. Her phone number was shut down, and all her information was lost. She was very angry. I knew I hadn't cultivated well.
Because none of the machines worked, I had to take them to a practitioner’s house outside the city to fix them. Because of the epidemic, there were no taxis, and police checked everyone passing through the border. I asked Master to help me.
I asked my son to hire a private car for me. I took the three printers ,and the driver drove me to the checkpoint. The police checked my temperature and wanted to write down my ID and phone number. I thought that I was doing the most righteous thing in the world and that no one should interfere. I asked Master to help me. I gave the police my name and phone number but said I didn’t have my ID. The police said it was okay. Then, another officer asked to check what I had in the car. I was very calm and showed them the printers. The police said I could leave. I was able to go through the checkpoint and easily got to the fellow practitioner’s place. I asked the driver to go back and said I would call him to pick me up.
Three days later, the printers were fixed, and I called the driver to get me. I had to go through the checkpoint again and asked Master to help me. The driver phoned me and said that the city was quarantined and no one was allowed in, but he would wait for me on the other side of the checkpoint. I asked a man I met on the street if he could help me and the printers get to the city gate. He found a driver with a motorized tricycle to help me. I was very happy and put the printers on the tricycle. The driver said he could only take me to the checkpoint.
When we got to the checkpoint, however, it was as if the driver didn’t see it, and he drove right through. The police officers also didn't seem to notice us and let us pass through. The driver drove me all the way to the private car that was waiting for me. I returned home smoothly without being checked once! I thanked Master for helping me. Master saw my sincere wish to save people and cleared the path for me.
Master is always with us. We should cultivate diligently and improve our xinxing. Only by doing so can we save more people.
