(Minghui.org) I have been persevering in exposing the persecution for the past few years, and during the process, there have been many stories that touched my heart. I'd like to share some of them today.
Once, I handed a flier to a middle-aged lady, who was out with her daughter – a girl who looked to be 5 or 6 years old. The girl was so happy about the flier that she gave me a big hug and thanked me over and over. I knew that this was her knowing side expressing gratitude for the life-saving information.
Another time, two people were accepting fliers from me when suddenly a group of people surrounded me. They all wanted fliers too! They listened to me attentively when I told them about the CCP's organ harvesting operation. The people all agreed with me, and some of them even asked if they could help me distribute the fliers.
I was passing out fliers again when I noticed a man who had been following me for several blocks. He eventually caught up to me and told me to be careful since he saw me passing out fliers openly along the street.
I asked him if he knew anything about Falun Gong, and he said yes. I told him that time was pressing, and the more people knew the truth, the better. I wanted to seize the moment and save as many people as possible. He agreed with me but still told me to be careful. I thanked him for his kindness.
One day, a supermarket had a grand opening and attracted a large number of people. I stood in front of the store passing out Falun Gong fliers. When I left, one lady chased after me on her bike. She was not very friendly.
“Do you take retirement benefits? The Communist Party gave you money and you dare to go against it? Are you their leader? Where do you get the money to print these fliers?” she asked.
I told her that we spend our own money to print the fliers, and we do it to save people. Our citizens deserve to know the truth about the persecution of Falun Gong and why the CCP will meet its just demise. We just wanted those who joined the party to withdraw from it and choose a better future for themselves.
I also told her about the wonders of Falun Gong. She followed me for several blocks while we talked, and in the end, she finally understood. She held my hands and thanked me with tears in her eyes. I gave her the last flier in my bag for her to take home and share with others.
