(Minghui.org) Northern China was covered with snow and ice, and the wind was raw and biting in January 2015. We had just finished reading Zhuan Falun at our Fa study group when a 77-year-old practitioner arrived and told us an unforgettable story.
“Every time I go out to clarify the truth about Falun Gong,” he said, “I'd open Zhuan Falun and say to Master's photo, 'Master, I am going out to save people. Please help bring people with a predestined relationship to me. Please help protect your disciple from evil interference.' After I return home I bow to Master's photo and say, 'Thank you Master. I returned safe and sound.'”
“On two occasions Master smiled at me, although it was something I did not expect,” he added. “I was so happy and surprised. My enlightenment quality is poor. How I regret I didn't talk with Master at that time!” We all laughed at his humor.
He continued: “One day before the Chinese New Year, it was particularly cold and windy, and the ground was icy and very slippery. My wife, also a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I carried a large bag of Dafa informational materials and walked to the parking lot outside a supermarket. My wife sent forth righteous thoughts and I placed the flyers on each car. I also posted stickers on the walls. My hands were trembling and frozen stiff. It took much effort to get each sticker onto the wall. After we finished, my wife and I helped each other walk home.
“I opened the book like before and looked at Master's photo. As I was about to talk, I saw a tear drop out of the corner of Master's left eye. I called my wife excitedly. My wife and I held Master's photo and watched Master's tears streaming down his cheek slowly. We both cried like children.”
Practitioners Share Thoughts
The practitioner cried as he spoke. All of us were moved to tears as well, and in our hearts arose infinite gratitude for Master.
We all joined the conversation in tears, and someone said that Master shed tears because this man had gone out to save people despite the snow, wind, and old age. Another practitioner said that Master always takes care of us, bears karma for us, and now even sheds tears for disciples.
Another said that he felt ashamed because he had fallen so far behind in his cultivation when compared to this elderly practitioner. From now on, no matter how cold it is, rain or snow, he said, nothing could stop him from doing everything a Dafa practitioner is supposed to do.
We all agreed when a practitioner noted that we cannot be unworthy of Master's compassionate saving, and neither can we let sentient beings down.
Since then, be it wind, rain, or snow, nothing can block practitioners from saving people.
I am in tears as I write this article. My gratitude to revered Master is indescribable.
