I've Never Wavered in My Desire to Walk a Righteous Path
(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa during the worst days of the persecution in 2000. The state-owned media was at full force in smearing the reputation of Falun Dafa, but I ignored it. I then met a lady who told me about the goodness Dafa, and she advised me not to listen to the lies on the media.
I immediately wanted to learn the practice. She offered to lend me a copy of Zhuan Falun for a few months. I did not take her book because it was very thick and I was illiterate. I did not think that I would be able to read it within a few months. Fortunately, another practitioner from the local assistance center helped me get my own copy.
Facing Opposition and Abuse from my Husband
I hid Zhuan Falun in my backpack for a few months before my husband found out about it. He was furious and threatened to tear it up. He refused to allow me to practice.
I confronted him soon afterward, “Kill me now or I will read this book for the rest of my life.”
This was the start of a very dark period of three years when not a day went by that he did not physically abuse me. He would either twist my arms or kick me until I was bruised all over. I could not wear skirts even in the summer or the bruises would show.
When I tried to send righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors controlling him, he would burn my face with a cigarette. In the winter, he resorted to pouring cold water on me; in the summer, he poured hot water on me.
Although he verbally and physically abused me, he would teach me the characters if I asked him. He would look them up in the dictionary.
My daughter then found us an easy-to-use dictionary, and I believe she received a true blessing as her longstanding stomach problem disappeared.
At one point, I was later reading a Dafa book with my legs crossed when my husband got up and threatened to urinate on me. I protested. He then attempted to urinate on Master’s portrait, but it was hung high up and he could not reach it. A calamity befell him when he brought a ladder over, and I pushed him down into a chair. He was unable to move in the chair for a few days; his head and face became completely swollen.
He crawled on the floor during this period and murmured to himself, “The thing my mother has been making offerings to can no longer help me.” I finally understood that a possessing spirit was controlling him. But my mother-in-law refused to remove this “spirit tablet” from our home.
Then he fell very ill for the next 3 three years. Every day, I went out to clarify the truth to people and came home to do the exercises. I took care of him afterward and barely slept during the night.
After his death, his son tried to force me to move out. He broke into my home a few times and even placed my shoes on my Dafa books. I did not argue or even resent him. I knew it was a test for me. His son later died when he was 40 years old.
Clarifying the Truth Rain or Shine
My grandson was in my care until he was 4 years old. Rain or shine, hot or cold, I carried him on my back to distribute pamphlets and clarify the truth. He never got sick, although he was often exposed to the elements.
He is 16 now and a secondary school student. I bring him lunch every day. In the morning, I go out with other practitioners to clarify the truth and return home to make lunch for him. On my way to his school, I talk to people on the bus and at the bus stop. I also approach people who work in his school. My grandson is very supportive of Falun Dafa.
There are about 300 families in my hometown scattered far across numerous villages. There are no Falun Dafa practitioners there, so I feel that it is my responsibility to help save these villagers.
I asked for a fellow practitioner's help to take me there on his motorcycle. Each time I went, I brought a big bag of brochures to deliver door to door. I talked to anyone I met. “Here she is again to deliver the truth to us!” they exclaimed when they saw me coming.
I have been illegally detained four times. With Master's protection, I was able to leave shortly afterward and resume my tasks. While I was in one detention center, I heard a voice, “Go home, go home, go home!” I told everyone that I was going home and no one believed me. The next day, my son came to pick me up.
Before my release, guards found a few small posters on me, but they could not see the words on them; they saw only blank pieces of paper. However, “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” was written on them.
While I was detained, several guards physically abused me. They often dragged and kicked me.
I always recited Master's scripture:
“Steadfastly cultivate Dafa, the will unflinchingThe raising of levels is what’s fundamentalIn the face of tests one’s true nature is revealedAchieve Consummation, becoming a Buddha, Dao, or God”(“True Nature Revealed” from Essentials for Further Advancement II)
They laughed at me when they heard me reciting the scripture, “So you want to become a god?”
“Yes!” I replied.
“Why don't you just stop distributing that stuff?” they responded.
“The communist party is persecuting good people who follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I will continue to let people know the truth until they stop the persecution,” I exclaimed.
“We hope you don't come here anymore,” they replied.
I was illegally detained and fined 5000 yuan. My legs were trembling with fear upon my release, but I just ignored it. Initially, I went out only in the evening to distribute flyers. After I studied the Fa more and sent righteous thoughts to clear out my fear, I was then able to go out during the day to clarify the truth.
In 2015, I filed a criminal complaint against Jiang Zemin, the former head of the CCP who initiated the persecution of Falun Dafa. I demanded they return the 5000 yuan “fine” to me. They did.
Driving Out Interference with Righteous Thoughts
After my husband died, I started to host a group to study the Fa in my home. No matter how rampant the evil persecution has been, we have continued to study the Fa together and share our understandings and experiences. We cooperate with each other to clarify the truth more effectively and advance diligently.
Sometimes, I failed my xinxing tests. For example, Caocao (alias) complained about another practitioner to me every day for a week. I tried to listen without being judgmental but was unable to bear it in the end. I lashed out at her and brought up some longstanding trivial issues. My xinxing, at that point, fell to a very low level.
I could not read the Fa or do the exercises for a whole week. I forced myself to focus and read the book, but the thought karma would not let me. I asked for Master's help. I apologized for arguing with fellow practitioners and promised to do better.
Ironically, three practitioners came to complain about my shortcomings in a dream. I realized that was my test.
When a practitioner was experiencing sickness karma, we went to her home to send righteous thoughts day and night. She was on the brink of death, but she made it.
When I went home a few weeks later, demons started to interfere with me. “We are going to test you,” they said on the first night. “You are in no position to test me. Only Master can test me.”
The next night I had a dream that my deceased mother was lying beside me. “You are not my mother. My only mother is the one who gave birth to my primordial spirit. Go away!” I declared.
“We want you to die,” a voice said in another dream. “I will not die. I am a Falun Dafa practitioner.”
“Your master has given up on you,” said a voice on the fourth night. “My master will not give up on me. I will disintegrate you. Go away,” I demanded.
When I tried to do the second exercise, my arms felt so heavy that I could not raise them; when I tried the sitting meditation, I could not keep my back straight. I called out to Master for help. Soon afterward, the demons disappeared. As long as I remain steadfast in my faith in Dafa and Master, the demons are nothing.
For 18 years, whenever I study the Fa, I sit in the lotus position: It doesn't feel right if I do not. I also never take any holidays when it comes to clarifying the truth. Rain or shine, I go out.
I follow Master's teachings; no matter where I go, all I think about is saving people. I put that as my top priority. At times, I feel wronged or disappointed, but mostly I feel joyous and heartened when people understand the truth and are saved.
I grew up suffering a lot of hardship and did not go to school. It is hard to imagine that I can now read all of Master's lectures and articles. Master picked me up from hell, cleansed me, and set me on the path to godhood. How fortunate I have been to be a Dafa practitioner.
Master taught us,
“Cherish this chance of eons!Cherish this chance for cultivation! Cherish the path you've walked!Master is waiting for you at the end!”(“A Congratulatory Message to the Taiwan Fa Conference”)
I will walk a righteous path and follow Master home. Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!