Cherishing My Second Chance
(Minghui.org) I consider myself lucky to have found Falun Dafa when I was 10 years old. But, I regret to say that I slacked off for a while.
However, our compassionate Master did not give up on me. He protected me, gave me reminders, and arranged the best for me.
A Child in Search of Life's Meaning
Before practicing Falun Dafa, I often wondered about the purpose of life. I was very confused and felt very empty. It was a scary feeling, and nothing I tried helped alleviate that feeling. I kept these thoughts to myself because I did not think that an adult would understand that a 9-year-old child could have such feelings and thoughts.
A relative, who is a Falun Dafa practitioner, came to my home for dinner. When he introduced Dafa to my grandpa, I heard everything. I instantly knew that Dafa could solve my confusion and emptiness, and that it was what I had been looking for.
I did not have the courage to tell my relative that I wanted to learn the practice. Then, I dreamed that Master took me and my younger brother flying in the sky and taught us the exercises.
One day, my mother and I picked up my brother at my uncle's house, which I felt was a great opportunity to learn the exercises. After all, his home was a practice site. But, my mother was against it. She thought that it was mere curiosity and I could bring them trouble. I was an obedient child, but this time I wanted to have my way. My aunt said, “If she wants to learn, let her learn it.” My mother no longer opposed.
I cannot describe the indescribable joy and contentment I felt. I no longer felt any emptiness, fear, and confusion. It also helped that my parents and other relatives became practitioners. I was just 10 years old and thus grew up immersed in Master's compassion. I feel so lucky to have had this predestined relationship.
Steadfast Faith Despite Turbulence
The Chinese Communist Party (C CP) started to persecute Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. The media was overwhelmed with articles defaming Dafa. I was 13 years old and my brother was 11. I could not understand why this was happening. But, I knew that Dafa was good and Master was good. My parents went to appeal to the central government for the right to practice Dafa.
I stayed at home and wrote letters to the newspapers. I let them know about the goodness of Dafa, and asked them to retract the accusations against Dafa.
My parents were detained because they refused to renounce the practice. My brother and I were left at home, alone. We were not afraid. We believed our parents were doing the right thing, and we were proud of them.
My relatives took us to visit our parents in detention. They told us to cry in front of our parents and beg them to come home. They wanted them to renounce Dafa and sign a statement to that effect. But I and my brother were very clear: We were very happy to see our parents. We did not cry and kept our spirits up. We refused to repeat what our relatives had told us. Our parents felt reassured.
It may look dangerous and pitiful for two children to be alone at home. We did not care that some people sneered at us; we knew our parents had done nothing wrong. Although our parents were detained, we were not afraid.
My Husband Begins Cultivating
When I got older, I left home and worked in a different city. I did not have the environment to study the Fa with my mother, so I began to slack off. But Master reminded me in my dreams to be diligent.
In one dream, I saw my exam paper. My score was the word “crooked.” I read it as “not correct,” because the word "crooked" in Chinese is the combination of “Not” and “Correct.” I had another dream in which I returned to school. My name was written on the black board at the entrance of the classroom building. It said I needed to return in the afternoon.
I knew Master was reminding me to study Dafa again. I still practiced Dafa on and off, but I was not improving and the feeling of emptiness and fear returned.
Many people wanted to help me find a husband. I wished that my future husband's family would be practitioners. When I met my husband, he was not a practitioner, but his parents and sister were veteran practitioners who began practicing before 1999. He also supported Dafa.
On the eve of our wedding my mother said to him: “I give her to you. You both should treasure this predestined relationship. I hope you can urge her to practice Dafa and not slack off.” My husband remembered mother's words. I wanted to have fun, but my husband said, “Your mom would blame me, because you did not study the Fa well.” He decided to study Zhuan Falun with me.
We started by studying half-an-hour and then eventually a full hour, reading an entire lecture. In this way, my husband began cultivating. He said: “I was so stupid before. My environment at home was so good. What a predestined relationship! I regret to have begun cultivating so late.” His parents and sister were very happy that he became a practitioner.
Learning Ways to Tell People About Falun Dafa
Although we could surf the Internet, we did not have a printer, so we wrote letters to clarify the facts about Dafa to the public. It was very inefficient. One day, my husband received a truth clarification text message, which opened a new door for us. We bought a phone card, and we used an old cell phone to forward the truth-clarification message to colleagues.
Then, my sister-in-law told us about the technical forums on the Minghui website. We realized that as young practitioners, we should study up on technical features. We needed such knowledge to clarify the truth via cell phones, work with computers, and install and use software.
My husband majored in computer science, so he was learning everything he could about cell phones, software, and hardware. I was in charge of printing and making the truth clarification materials. We met with many difficulties because we started at ground zero. We also had xinxing conflicts when we worked together. Sometimes, we were close to a divorce, but in the end we both looked inward, found our xinxing problems, and overcame whatever we faced.
Cherishing This Opportunity
It was not smooth going, but my husband and I knew that we had great responsibilities to fulfill as Dafa practitioners. Master brought us together to work together, help each other, and improve together. We should cultivate diligently, assist Master during the Fa-rectification period, and save sentient beings.
I am grateful for Master's compassionate arrangements. Without my husband's effort, I would not be able to make voice calls, send MMS, read Master's new articles, and read fellow practitioner's experience sharing articles.
My husband and I mail dozens of Dafa truth clarification letters each weekend. Because of the large quantity, we need to divide them up for mailing to avoid trouble. We look for mailboxes throughout the city. Sometimes, we miss the bus stop or take the wrong bus; sometimes, we do not find any mailboxes after several bus stops. When this happens, we ask Master for help in our hearts, and we find what we need.
Though deeply regretful for not making good use of my time since finding Falun Dafa at such a young age, I'm grateful to Master for arranging my husband for me so that we can cultivate together, improve together, and do three things together. Master has given me such a good environment to practice. I will cherish this, cultivate well, and do well with the three things even better.