(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa before 1999. I am deeply aware of my mission as a practitioner and feel I dare not slack off for even a moment.

Every day, I get up early to study the Fa. After sending forth righteous thoughts and eating breakfast, I go out with other practitioners to tell people about Falun Dafa. I usually distribute truth clarification materials in the evenings and go door to door in rural areas. The villagers tell me that they like to read our materials.

One evening, another practitioner and I took over 600 pieces of truth-clarification materials to a rural village and distributed them door-to-door. We had DVDs, copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, stickers, and booklets.

When we first set out, we noticed it was raining, though not heavily. We decided to continue as planned. Our materials were sealed in plastic and wouldn’t get wet, so we agreed that no matter how heavily it rained we’d distribute everything.

The rain intensified and we walked faster. When we arrived at our destination we first sent forth righteous thoughts: “Master, please protect the people in this village so they can read the materials and be saved. Please show us the way to the predestined people’s homes. Please make the dogs be quiet and know that we are messengers sent by Master to save their owners. Kind people in the village, please stay at home. Don’t come out and delay us from distributing the materials.”

We went separate ways to distribute the materials. We each tried our best to find places to put them, such as on window sills, woodsheds, and doors, until we distributed everything we had.

The puddles were over our shoes, and we wanted to get home as quickly as possible. As soon as I stepped inside my house, the rain started pouring down in torrents! My husband said, “I didn’t sleep a wink when you went out in this rain! Where did you shelter from the rain? Your shoes aren’t even wet!”

I suddenly realized that my clothes and shoes were completely dry! Tears welled up in my eyes: “Master, you are truly omnipotent and infinitely compassionate! Dafa is extraordinary!” The other practitioner called me on the phone just then and said, “I’m completely dry from head to toe, how about you?”

Another time, a fellow practitioner had a family matter, so I went out alone. It was already past 9 p.m. I took over 300 copies of materials to the countryside to distribute. As I walked I asked Master, “Please help people so they will read our materials and be saved by Dafa. Please protect me so I’m able to distribute them smoothly.”

Although it was dark and there was no moon, somehow there was always a beam of light ahead of me, as if someone were shining a flashlight for me. I wasn’t afraid—instead felt safe and joyful. I knew that Master was by my side, protecting me! My confidence grew stronger and I felt as though I were walking swiftly and lightly. It felt wonderful!

After I finished distributing the materials and I returned home, it was almost 6 p.m. I felt a bit hungry, so I quickly heated up a bowl of soup. It seemed to turn into a bowl of fragrant noodles, I’d never eaten such delicious noodles before. I was so moved: I’d only done a little bit of what I should do as a practitioner but Master protected and cared for me so meticulously.

There are many more amazing stories during my 20 years of cultivation, but I won’t go into detail here. Time is limited, and we must closely follow Master’s Fa-rectification process, study the Fa, and cultivate well. We must let go of all our remaining human thoughts and fulfill our prehistoric vows.