(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997, and I’m 59 this year. I would like to share some of my miraculous experiences when helping Master save sentient beings.
After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) formally launched its nationwide persecution against Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999, some staff from the local residential committee and police officers came to my home. They slandered Dafa, repeating the lies on the CCP-controlled media and TV, and told me to stop the practice.
“You’re wrong,” I said to them. “Falun Gong teaches us to be good people.”
“Do you have any Falun Gong books?” they asked.
“Yes, I do.”
“Then, you must turn them in,” they demanded.
They started searching my house. I keep all my Dafa books in a cupboard, and they’re easy to see. To my great surprise, when they opened the cupboard, none of them saw my books!
Master Helped Me Out Of Danger
Very early one morning in 2002, I went out to put up truth-clarification stickers. As I was doing this, a man came up and asked what I was doing. Before I could explain, he said, “You’re putting up stickers about Falun Gong.”
“Yes, you may like to take a look as well. It’s pretty good.” I said to him and walked away.
“Stop!” He shouted behind me.
I knew I mustn’t stop because the police station was only a dozen meters away and I couldn’t let him capture me, and bring karma upon himself by doing so. I started running. I was six months pregnant at that time, so it was quite hard for me to run, and he was catching up to me. I begged Master in my heart to help me and thought: “It would be good if there were a wall to block him.”
Almost instantly, his foot steps stopped. I turned around and saw him standing right there, looking around for me, but not seeing me. I knew that Master had protected me and might have put up a wall so that the man couldn’t see me.
Master Helped Me Again in a Dangerous Situation
Another time when I went to a local market to clarify the truth, I saw an old man selling millet, and underneath his stool was some torn up Dafa material. I walked up to him, picked up some of the pieces and said to him, “Please move your stool away. You cannot sit on these materials as they are for saving people. It’s wrong to sit on them. They tell the truth that can save your life.”
Reluctantly, the old man moved his stool, muttering, “Don’t waste your breath. There aren’t any gods or deities. If so, where are they?”
I said to him as I picked up the materials, “Please don’t think that way. Our Chinese culture originated from divinely imparted culture, and it continued for thousands of years. There are gods three feet above our heads. You don’t believe in their existence, but can you explain why so many Chinese people go to temples to worship and make offerings to them?”
As we were talking, two young men started walking towards me from behind the old man. I realized they were plainclothes police, and the whole setup was a trap.
Immediately, I begged Master in my heart to stop them. They must not be allowed to persecute Dafa practitioners.
I looked at them straight in the eye, with no fear. They suddenly stopped and started chatting together. I picked up the torn materials and quickly left. I realized that, because I often went there to clarify the truth, I had been followed by plainclothes police who wanted to capture me, but Master protected me at that critical moment.
With Master’s compassionate protection, I have safely weathered many storms to get to where I am today. Thank you, Master!
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