Master Rescued Me from Prison

(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Gong in 1998 when a practitioner introduced me to it. After I began cultivation, I often felt Master's infinite grace. Master's boundless Fa principles opened my wisdom and guided me in cultivation. Not only that, when I was persecuted by the communist regime agents who tried to fire me from my job, Master helped me keep my job and I truly experienced the miracle of Dafa.

Master Rescued Me from Prison

At the end of 2001, I was reported for giving out Dafa brochures. The police ransacked my house, overturning boxes and cupboards. They found all kinds of literature on Dafa and ordered me to reveal where I had gotten the materials. To protect fellow practitioners, I took the blame and was sent to a detention center and subsequently sentenced to five years in prison, where I was physically and mentally tortured. The prison cells are dark—no sunlight gets in. Every day I was given meagre rations, and because I refused to give up my belief, I was often threatened and interrogated by the guards. I lost weight and became as as thin as a stick. I had to sit still everyday, and my body became deformed. I also contracted heart disease and had great difficulty breathing. One night, I felt a tumor the size of an egg in my breast. The other inmates were worried about me and reported this to the chief guard and prison doctor. In turn, they reported my condition to the departments above. Several days later, the tumor suddenly disappeared. The inmates said, "Dafa is miraculous,. When I get out of prison, I will learn Dafa, too." Everyone in prison commented that Dafa was good and extraordinarily effective in treating illnesses.

During the middle of July, I was transferred to Dabei Prison in Shenyang. On the way in the police car, the handcuffs on my hands restricted my movements. I thought, "As a Fa-rectification Dafa disciple, I must clarify the truth and save sentient beings. This is the most sacred thing in the world. I have not committed any crime, so why should I be handcuffed?" I clenched my fists, and bit by bit, I pulled my hands out of the handcuffs until both hands were free. I placed the handcuffs on the car seat and stretched out my hands. It was great to be free. At that moment, I forgot about the police in the car. I was not afraid and, indeed, Master helped me break free from the handcuffs.

After I was taken to Dabei Women's Prison, I started to continuously send forth righteous thoughts. I asked for Master's help. It was getting late and the medical staff had already gone home. I had to wait till the next day before they could examine me. At that time, I was locked in a small cell. It was stuffy, and I had to sit on the cold floor with both hands and legs stretched out. I was not allowed to move and someone kept watch on me outside. If I made the slightest movement, guards outside would shout at me. I was only allowed to sleep after 8:30 and I could only lie on the cold floor in a reclined position. Looking back at my cultivation path, I searched for thoughts and behavior that were not in accordance with the requirements of the Fa, thereby giving the evil an excuse to persecute me. As I looked within myself carefully, I discovered many attachments. I kept reflecting on myself and resolved to eliminate those attachments. The next day at 8:30 a.m., the iron gate opened and I was told to pack up my things and go home. I was surprised and glad. While waiting for the police to finalize the procedures for my release, I took the opportunity to tell people around me the facts about Dafa. They realized that Dafa was good and were very sympathetic towards me.

Honorable Master saved me, and I was spared from five years of imprisonment. I am grateful to Master. The mighty Buddha's grace permeates throughout the universe.

The Sky Cleared Up

In the summer of 2009, I returned to my hometown with hundreds of Dafa brochures, intending to distribute them during my stay. However, just as I stepped out of the house, the skies turned cloudy and it started to drizzle. This continued until after 11 p.m. I was very anxious and said to Master, "Dear Master, please stop this rain so that I can go out and distribute the brochures. It is more important to save people." I went to bed with a heavy heart and woke up at 2 a.m. I looked out the window: There were stars in the sky and the rain had stopped. I was very happy and quickly got dressed, packed up the brochures, and went out alone to distribute them. There was not a single cloud in the dark night sky. I was extremely grateful to Master. Taking advantage of the light from the twinkling stars, I gave out Dafa brochures from house to house. An hour later, I had given out all the brochures.

Master Gave Me a New Pair of Leather Shoes

On the 28^th day of the first lunar month in 2011, I finished my chores at home, put on my shoes, and got ready to shop for New Year goods. As I pulled on my shoes, I suddenly realized that they were very soft. I took a look and saw that they were black and shiny. Who polished my shoes? Just then, I suddenly realized that Master had given me a new pair of leather shoes. Tears welled up in my eyes and I wept. This was a miracle. A moment before, my shoes were dirty and hard. In an instant, they turned into a pair of shiney black, soft leather shoes. The shoes were lined with orange yellow padding. The black insole I had bought recently to line the shoe had disappeared.

I wore the new shoes to go out to buy incense and offerings to pay respect to Master for the Chinese New Year. As I walked, the wind was icy cold but my feet were warm. As I walked, I kept wiping the tears from my eyes. My husband passed away a long time ago. For the past decade, my son and I have depended on each other to make ends meet, and I was reluctant to spend over a hundred yuan on a pair of shoes. I was very thrifty. Despite living in poverty, I would spend some money in validating the Fa and saving sentient beings. In the winter, I bought a pair of leather shoes that cost several dozen yuan. The shoes were cold, hard, and uncomfortable. I kept wanting to buy some shoe polish, but felt that it was not worth polishing such a cheap pair of shoes. Master knew my thoughts and, as it was Chinese New Year, he gave me a pair of new shoes.

This pair of shoes is such a precious gift. I will wear these shoes and bring the truth of Dafa and its miracles wherever I go.

I must follow Master's teachings and try my best to validate the Fa using every possible means. I will be worthy of Master's compassionate salvation. I will not disappoint sentient beings who ardently await us to save them, and I will cultivate myself well.