(Minghui.org) I’m an 82 year old practitioner from the countryside. I began practicing Falun Dafa in June 1999, just before the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began the persecution. I was repeatedly taken to police stations, fined, and had my home ransacked, but my steadfast will to continue cultivating never wavered.
Falun Dafa Gave Me a New Life
I suffered from many illnesses, including severe heart disease. Sometimes while I talked my head suddenly drooped to one side, and I passed out. I also had a frozen shoulder and arthritis. Every day was filled with pain and suffering.
In June 1999, a neighbor said, “You should try practicing Falun Dafa, it’s wonderful. Many people had their illnesses resolved after they practiced.”
After I practiced all five exercises my body felt warm and incredibly comfortable. Before long, all my illnesses were gone. I never experienced such happiness before. Master and Dafa gave me hope and a new lease on life.
Resisting Harassment
The CCP’s intense persecution began in 1999. Despite this atmosphere of terror, however, practitioners were not intimidated. We distributed truth-clarification materials, and posted banners which had information about Falun Dafa. We delivered materials to every household in a village, to expose the persecution and awaken people’s consciences. Several practitioners in our area were closely monitored, and I was no exception, despite my age. Because I was somewhat well-known locally, I was frequently targeted for harassment.
One evening around 9 p.m., I was sitting on my bed sorting through truth-clarification materials when I suddenly heard footsteps in the courtyard. I knew it was the police. There was no time to hide the materials spread across the bed, so I grabbed a small quilt and covered them. Then I picked up a pair of scissors and pretended to be taking the quilt apart.
When the police entered, I asked, “How did you get in? Did you climb over the wall? You’re supposed to be officers of the people, yet you sneak into an old woman’s house in the middle of the night?! How disgraceful!” They ignored my questions, and asked, “Why aren’t you asleep? What are you doing?” I replied, “This quilt is dirty, so I’m taking it apart to wash it.” They warned me not to distribute materials, then they searched my rooms but found nothing. They left. I quickly gathered up the materials, but just as I was about to go to bed, they returned. I said firmly, “What do you think you’re doing? If you don’t leave now, I’ll call my son, so we can settle this once.” They changed their tone, and said, “No, no, don’t call him! We were only following orders from our superiors. All right, we’re leaving now.”
Whenever politically sensitive dates approached, the police would come to harass me. One afternoon, three plainclothes officers came to my home, and said, “We’re just checking in. We’d also like to take your picture.” I replied, “Why do you need my picture? I’ll take yours too.” I immediately picked up my phone and pointed it at them. Startled, they quickly covered their faces with their hands. One of them said, “You know how to use a phone camera?” I answered, “Of course. I can record audio too.” They hurriedly left.
Helping Other Practitioners
Our area has a regular market every few days. One time, while buying vegetables there, I heard someone say several practitioners were being arrested. When I asked where, the person pointed to the north. I hurried in that direction while sending righteous thoughts, and I asked Master to help those practitioners.
When I got there I saw a police officer holding onto a middle-aged woman, while three other practitioners were speaking to him about Falun Dafa and the persecution. The officer looked to be in his twenties. I said, “Young man, let her go. So many people are watching—it’s shameful to manhandle a woman like that. Besides, she hasn’t done anything wrong.”
He looked at me, and said, “None of you are getting away. More police are on their way.” I noticed the front of his pants was wet. I immediately said, “Oh dear, did you wet your pants?”
The crowd burst into laughter. The young officer’s face turned bright red with embarrassment. He instantly let go of the woman and fled the scene, shouting, “Nobody move!” I quickly told the other practitioners, “Leave now!”
One of them asked, “If we leave, what about you?” I urged them, “Go quickly, before it’s too late.” I watched them leave.
I just crouched down to buy some potatoes when several officers arrived with the younger one, who pointed at me, shouting, “It was her! She helped those practitioners escape. They’re all working together. Take her away!”
I silently asked Master to help me while I sent strong righteous thoughts that no evil is allowed to persecute practitioners.
The police surrounded me, and said, “Come with us to the police station.” I asked calmly, “Why are you arresting me?”
One of them replied, “You helped those Falun Dafa people escape.” I said, “Your young coworker let them go. Ask him yourself. He wet his pants and had to run off to the restroom. How can you say I let them go?”
They turned to look at the young officer, and the vendors nearby burst out laughing. The potato seller stood up, and said, “Don’t falsely accuse this elderly lady. What she said is true. If you don’t believe her, ask him yourself.” He pointed directly at the embarrassed young officer, who lowered his head without saying a word. Finally, an older officer said, “Let’s go. Stop humiliating yourselves here.”
I know Master has always been by our side. Everything we overcame has been possible only because of his compassionate protection, allowing us to walk our paths steadily through to this day. Thank you, compassionate Master! Thank you for your boundless grace!
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