(Minghui.org) I used to have heart disease and frequently fainted. The doctor told my family that I could die at any moment. After childbirth, I developed a condition where just a hint of wind felt like needles piercing my skin, and even on the hottest summer days I was wrapped in blankets. However, after I began practicing Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) all my ailments vanished without a trace. For 31 years, I haven’t taken a single pill and my body feels light. Dafa is truly extraordinary. My husband witnessed my changes and told relatives and friends that practicing Falun Dafa eliminated my illnesses and improved my temperament. Both my husband and son fully support my cultivation.
I’d like to tell you about some of my cultivation experiences.
In 1999, Jiang Zemin, former leader of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), launched a nationwide campaign to suppress Falun Dafa, slander Master Li and defame Dafa. To speak a fair word for Master and clear his name, local Dafa practitioners went to Beijing to appeal. When we reached Qinhuangdao City (approximately 300 km from Beijing), the police intercepted us. It was April and the nights were cold. We were detained outside all night. We had no food for an entire day and night, and had to sit outside in the cold, but not one of us complained. We had no fear because we knew we were doing the most righteous thing, so we were truly unshakable like diamond. The next day armed police escorted us to Shenyang City. The Liaoning police then took us back to our local areas.
After I returned home the next day two police officers came asking questions. I said nothing. My husband told them bluntly, “Practicing Falun Dafa resolved my wife’s illnesses. Can you cure her?” The two officers left sheepishly. My husband followed them outside and told them to never come back. He also kept my Dafa books safe.
Because of that single righteous act, my husband received great blessings. In 2013, he was diagnosed with an incurable disease, his blood sugar was dangerously low and he later developed complications. The hospital issued a critical condition notice, telling us to prepare for the worst. After I brought him home my husband told me, “Master saved me! I couldn’t even walk, but the moment I thought ‘Dafa is good,’ my whole body felt light. I went to the yard, picked up a broom, and swept from inside to outside (our yard is large). I didn’t feel sick; I felt very comfortable. Dafa is so miraculous! I’m so lucky!”
He never took medicine again. Even though he hadn’t yet reached retirement age his salary was still paid, plus an extra 40 yuan in monthly bonus pay.
Master saved my husband and our entire family. Our gratitude to Master is beyond words.
On July 20, 1999, Jiang Zemin began the overwhelming suppression of Falun Dafa, slandering Master, persecuting Dafa, and arresting practitioners. I could not accept it. I had to assist Master in Fa-rectification and expose the persecution. An elderly practitioner and I wrote “Falun Dafa is Good” and “Bring Jiang Zemin to Justice” on banners, and we went out at night to put them up. We posted “Falun Dafa is Good” while hanging banners on small trees along the main road, one every 10 meters, stretching for about 2.5 km. We crossed to the other side and did the same so that everyone passing by could see. We sent righteous thoughts as we went.
We noticed a man following us, so we went into a ditch and hid behind a woodpile. We sent righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors behind him, make him leave, and asked all beings to make way so we could help Master save people. He waited for a while, and then turned back. We followed him and sent righteous thoughts to eliminate all of the old force factors controlling him.
It was midnight by the time we got home. When I walked around outside the following morning I saw office workers, students, and passersby all talking about the banners. I heard one person saying, “Falun Dafa is amazing! People don’t dare speak out or do something like this, but they do.” I could tell that many respected us from the bottom of their hearts, although some said some negative things.
When I heard that a practitioner who produced copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party was arrested, I thought, “This book is so good. People have been deceived for decades, and the Nine Commentaries clearly reveals the origins and true nature of the CCP. This work cannot stop.” I felt my mission was to help Master save people, so I should continue this sacred task. Although I didn’t know how to use a computer I found a coordinator who helped me set up a home-based materials production site. We worked together smoothly, and I knew the power of Master’s Fa helped us.
The practitioner and I distributed the Nine Commentaries to people’s courtyards. If windows were open, we placed them on the sill, saving both resources and our valuable time. I entered a courtyard and saw a man inside the house looking out. I raised the Nine Commentaries, signaling to place it on his vehicle. He shouted, “Stop! Is that Falun Gong material?” I said nothing and kept walking, silently asking Master to freeze him in place so he couldn’t come out. What I was doing was the most righteous thing in the universe, may Master save him by letting him read the Nine Commentaries and save his whole family.
A little girl ran out shouting, “Daddy, come quickly!” By then I walked farther away, and the man truly stayed there. Master has always watched over me and I witnessed the power of Dafa. Master said, “... because you are the hope for humanity! The hope for sentient beings! You are also Master’s hope!” (“Fa Teaching at the 2016 New York Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. XIV) We practitioners must do even better to fulfill our historic missions.
One evening, a practitioner and I went to hang banners at a school. There was a small bridge that all students crossed on their way home, and there was a tree on each side. We hung a banner on each tree. Just as we finished I noticed someone on a motorcycle speeding toward us from the north side of the bridge. We entered a small path while he continued down the main road.
As we walked, we sent righteous thoughts and asked Master for help: “Master, we haven’t finished hanging our banners.” When we exited the path we saw the man looking around for us. When he spotted us, he quickly came over and followed us. Master’s words flashed into my mind, “With Master and the Way by my side, what is there to fear?” (“Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney”) My divine thoughts arose, and the practitioner and I walked openly down the middle of the road sending righteous thoughts as the man followed us.
We saw a factory where over 10 people were loading goods. The man tailing us lost track of where we went. He waited for a while, then rode away. We saw him cross the bridge while we hung the remaining banners on the trees at the morning market. They remained there for more than two weeks. That was wonderful because whoever read them would have a great chance of understanding the truth about Falun Dafa.