(Minghui.org) I cannot see Master, but I know that Master is always by my side, protecting me. I talk to Master all the time, because I can feel that Master is listening.
A car hit me in 2010. I told Master that I was fine and that I must save the driver.
Horrified at what she had done, the driver rushed to help me.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine. My Master protects me because I’m a Falun Gong practitioner,” I said.
She then was able to relax and smile. She helped me to sit on the side of the road and sat with me. I told her about Falun Gong, why the Chinese Communist Party persecutes Falun Gong, and that Falun Gong is practiced around the world. I told her about the “Tiananmen Square self-immolation” incident staged by the communist government to stir up the Chinese people's hatred of Falun Gong.
Three of her colleagues who were driving by also stopped and listened, though they did not quit the CCP and its youth associations.
Although my body was in extreme pain, the pain stopped as I talked to them. Afterwards, I rode my bike home while singing Falun Gong songs. That evening, Master corrected all the problems in my body while I meditated.
I often go out to tell people about Falun Gong and why the Party persecutes Falun Gong. One day I found myself lost on an island, despite talking to construction workers on the same street where I had been since the road was under construction. It was very difficult to fathom how I ended up in such a strange place.
I spoke to Master from my heart. “Master, I walk on this road every day, but why have I ended up on an island?”
I told a fellow practitioner that evening, and she told me that a robbery took place on that street the day before. Over thirty undercover policemen were patrolling there that day. I realized that Master protected me by transporting me to that island through another dimension.
While I was telling people about Falun Gong on another day, I saw four men pass by me. I wanted to catch up with them to clarify the truth to them, but tripped and fell. I then got on my bike, but the chain fell off. While I tried to put the chain back on, I asked Master, “Do I have any attachments?”
I then searched inside, and still the chain would not stay on. I felt very bad that the four men were too far for me to reach. At that moment, I saw them get inside a police vehicle. Master had protected me again.
While I posted flyers about Falun Gong with a bag full of materials on me one day, my head suddenly began to hurt. I paused, and asked Master if it was because that I had some attachments. While searching within myself, a policeman on a motorcycle stared at me as we passed each other.
I thanked Master for protecting me. Knowing that I had Master's protection, I continued posting flyers. Whenever my head hurt, I would see police vehicles approaching. It happened two more times that day.
I told Master one day that I admired those fellow practitioners who could stay together with Master. That evening, I had a dream that Master was giving us a lecture on top of a mountain. After that, he shook hands with me. His hands were warm and soft. I no longer admired other practitioners ever again.
I ask Master to bring me people with predestined relationships so that I can save them. I try not to miss anyone passing by me, because I do not know who is brought to me by Master to learn the truth.
If I make mistakes, say something wrong, or have some bad thoughts, I tell Master that I am wrong and apologize to him. Master never blames me for not doing a good job; instead, he often encourages me.
Thank you, Master, for protecting me!
