(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996, and I am 80 years old this year. I would like to share my experience that as long as we have ample righteous thoughts, Master can do anything for us.

Negating Persecution with Righteous Thoughts

Another practitioner and I went to explain the truth about Falun Dafa to people at a market in April 2008. We were reported, arrested, and taken to the Domestic Security Division by two police officers. One asked me questions, which I refused to answer. During the lunch hour, only one young police officer was left to watch me, and I told him the facts about Dafa. He understood and agreed to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party. He said, “I knew about this when I was a student at school.” I was so happy for him.

After lunch, the officers went on break. I sent forth righteous thoughts for two and a half hours. Then a supervisor took me to a room to interrogate me. I thought, “He does not deserve to question me.” Just as he was about to begin, I suddenly had the symptoms of a heart attack.

He got scared and called for four to five young police officers to come in. They all asked, “Where is your heart medicine?” I said, “Since I’ve practice Dafa, I haven’t had to take any medicine. You don’t need to worry. I will be better after I say ‘Falun Dafa is good.’” I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”

All the officers came in to see me. Some asked, “Why isn't it working?” I said, “Why don't you help me, let's say it together.” Then they all shouted with me, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” After they said it only once, I was fine.

Right then, the manager where my husband worked came to take me home. He said, “Let’s go. You can practice at home.” After I got in the car, he told me that my Dafa books had been confiscated when the police ransacked my home. I insisted on getting out of the car to get my books. He said, “Please don’t go back. I will get them for you. Which book do you want?” I said, “I want anything they took from my home.” Thirty minutes later, he got all my Dafa books back.

Playing the Lead Role in the Courtroom

I was arrested in April 2014 while distributing truth clarification materials in a market, and was detained for four hours. I had heart attack symptoms again, so the police let my family pick me up.

I was arrested again in May 2014 while distributing Dafa materials. The police called my oldest daughter to pick me up. I was ordered to sign some paperwork before leaving, but I refused. They said, “You can write anything,” so I wrote, “Falun Dafa is good. There is nothing wrong with practicing Falun Dafa.”

I heard that my case had been submitted to the Procuratorate in September, and then to the court. My son got worried and wanted to talk to the head of the Procuratorate, because my husband had a good relationship with them before he retired. I said, “No need to do that. It is not up to them. It is up to Master.”

Four days prior to the trial, some practitioners said that I should leave home to avoid the trial, while others said that I should hire a lawyer. I thought, “I did not break any law, so why should I leave?” I shared my thoughts with fellow practitioners and decided that I needed to face this with righteous thoughts.

On the day of the trial, fellow practitioners went to the courthouse in advance to send forth righteous thoughts for me. I had no fear, and kept sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil in other dimensions. I thought, “I play the leading role here.”

The trial was supposed to start at 2:16 p.m., but the judge and other court officials did not show up until close to 3:00 p.m. The judge read aloud some fabricated evidence of wrongdoing. I said, “Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa. It teaches people to be better.” He said, “If you think it is good, then go ahead and practice at home.” The trial only lasted ten minutes, and they let me go home after that without issuing a verdict.

I received a call from the court in October, and was told to go pick up a copy of the verdict. I thought, “I should not passively accept this.” So I appealed, but the intermediate court upheld the original judgment. In this process, I searched within and found that I was harboring resentment for the police station officers, the Procuratorate, and court officials.

I adjusted my mindset and told the intermediate court officials, “I can’t sign the paperwork. That would be evidence that you participated in the persecution. It would not be good for you.” They then went to my son’s workplace to have it signed. I tore it up, and they never bothered me again.

I truly feel that as long as we have ample righteous thoughts, Master can do anything for us. Today, I continue to do the three things every single day and clarify the truth to save more people.