(Minghui.org) In 1999, I was in despair over my incurable diseases, but then I was fortunate enough to learn Falun Dafa. All the symptoms of my illnesses disappeared within three months!
The former head of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), Jiang Zemin began the persecution of Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. Having benefited so much from the practice, I resisted the persecution and talked about the goodness of Falun Dafa to everyone I could, including my boss at work.
While distributing informational material about Falun Dafa in 2001, I was arrested. With righteous thoughts and the protection of Master, I left the detention center that same day. My husband, son and I moved to the provincial capital city soon after, where there were many Dafa practitioners. The cultivation environment was good, and I felt like I was progressing quickly.
After in-depth Fa study, I kept thinking about my hometown. I knew there were many people there, and I had a responsibility to save them.
Saving the Town I Grew Up In
My hometown was far from the provincial capital city and located in a mountainous area of Hubei Province. The county has around 500,000 people, but only about 20 practitioners, and they are mostly elderly. Their truth-clarification materials had been provided by a materials production site in a neighboring county. However, the site was destroyed by the police in 2004. They had been without a source of truth-clarification materials since then. After learning of this, I borrowed a car and delivered materials to them many times.
With my help, practitioners in my hometown later bought all the equipment to set up two small informational material production sites. Some technically skilled practitioners were invited to teach them how to use the equipment. We worked hard for several years, but the materials production sites still did not function properly, resulting in a lot of wasted time and resources.
I discussed the problem with other practitioners. We decided to let the practitioners in my area make informational materials for my hometown. I would be responsible for helping them produce the materials and transporting them to my hometown practitioners.
I have been making the deliveries twice a month for 10 years. The practitioners in my hometown have commented that the practitioners in the provincial capital city have done a good job.
Every time I prepare the materials for delivery I pay attention to packing them according to the ability and needs of the practitioners in the town. Sometimes I ask my husband or son, who do not practice Falun Dafa , to help me with delivery.
Because of the distance to my hometown, it often takes me two or three days to get everything delivered. I am now over 60 years old, and this can be a taxing job for me. However, I think of the lives to be saved, and I feel grateful regardless of how fatigued I am. Master said:
“Great enlightened beings fear no hardshipTheir will is cast of diamondLife or death, they have no attachmentForthright and broad-minded on the road of Fa-rectification”( “Righteous Thought, Righteous Action” in Hong Yin Volume II)
My Family Members Are Under Huge Pressure
I keep the materials I make for my hometown in my house, which is modest in size, making it very cramped.
All of the members of my family have experienced pressure from my practice. The Chinese Communist Party has terrorized the country by persecuting Falun Dafa. Because of my long-term dedication to delivering the Dafa materials, my family members are worried about me.
The police often ransack Falun Dafa practitioners’ homes and their belongings and arrest people. My family complains to me because they are scared, which puts me under pressure.
I can do nothing but send forth righteous thoughts silently, ask for Master’s protection, and remind myself that I am saving lives – our most precious mission.
My daughter is a government official, and she has been threatened with being fired because I practice Falun Dafa. She would tremble when I started delivering materials. Slowly, she has gotten used to it and is now no longer afraid. My daughter has even told the rest of our family that she is encouraged by what I am doing.
The police were so arrogant in 2009 that they were stopping practitioners on the street and searching them. The local practitioners moved materials to my house; my living room was full of truth-clarification materials and several hundred copies of Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party.
At one point my husband felt really stressed out and lost his temper with me. He said that I was not rational, and if I did not get rid of all the Dafa materials in the house, he would have no choice but to throw it all out.
I looked for a car to deliver these materials, but failed and was very worried. Finally I was able to contact a practitioner with a car. We were loading up the car when it began to storm terribly.
The heavy rain made it hard to see through the windshield. We also heard on the radio that some of the roads were already damaged from the storm. I really felt a lot of pressure, and for the first time, I began to tear up. I held my tears back, reminding myself that, with Master and the Fa at my side, I should not be afraid.
Master said: “What’s there to fear? My body would still sit there even with my head cut off.” (”Huge Exposure” in Essentials For Further Advancement )
Along the way, I kept sending forth righteous thoughts, disintegrating the interference from other dimensions that was hindering us from delivering the materials, and I asked Master to strengthen my righteous thoughts. Slowly, the wind stopped and the rain let up. When we arrived in my hometown, the sun came out.
Cultivating Myself in Conflicts with My Fellow Practitioners
In the process of making and delivering materials, conflicts among fellow practitioners occurred many times.
My first conflict was with the practitioner who was helping me make materials. We could not cooperate very well. I would let the practitioner know what I needed and when I would be there. Sometimes after getting a car and arriving, the practitioner would tell me that someone else took the materials, or that the printer was not working.
Sometimes when the environment was tense because of the persecution, others would not come to collect materials they had ordered, and the aforementioned practitioner would try to force me to take them. I felt frustrated and helpless. I resented this practitioner.
Another conflict took place after I delivered the materials to my hometown. If the environment was good, the practitioners there would quickly distribute everything. They might complain to me that I did not provide them with enough to meet their needs.
If the environment was dangerous, or practitioners were not in a good state, they would complain that I had brought too many materials. Often, it seemed like whatever I did was wrong.
After every conflict, I measured myself with Fa principles, and I eliminated attachments of fame, personal interest, sentimentality and resentment of my fellow practitioners. I forgave them. I then continued to deliver the materials and tried my best to meet Dafa’s requirements.
A practitioner from my hometown called me and said: “Two coordinators have been taken to a brainwashing center, and the 610 Office has also threatened to arrest you and at least 10 other practitioners. They plan on putting you in a brainwashing center. The local practitioners have now left home and gone into hiding. Nobody dares to distribute truth-clarification materials. What are we going to do?”
I went back to my hometown and looked for the local practitioners, one by one. Through sharing, I encouraged them to step forward and to remove their attachments of fear.
We also set up two new Fa-study groups and discussed how to safely deliver the materials. Through this process, everybody quickly resumed the normal state of cultivation. Afterward, I took the lead on the streets, persuading people to quit the CCP. I also distributed materials to local people, face to face.
When the police arrested me and took me to a brainwashing center, I asked Master to strengthen my thoughts and then sent forth righteous thoughts, told the police the facts about Dafa, and negated the old force’s arrangements anyway I could. As a result, I left that brainwashing center after five hours.
With Master’s protection, my path has been smooth. Going forward, I will cooperate better with the practitioners in my hometown and save more lives by seizing each moment until the day when the Fa rectifies the human world.
