People in Prison Who Have Predestined Relationships With Dafa

(Minghui.org) In April 1999, eight months after I began practicing Falun Dafa, the Tianjin case of He Zuoxiu writing an article to defame Dafa occurred. Practitioners went to Tianjin to clarify the truth, but were beaten and arrested.

Tianjin government officials said they couldn’t resolve the issue and told us to petition in Beijing. The coordinator of the local Falun Dafa assistance center said to me, “You’re a new practitioner. Can you petition in Beijing to safeguard the Fa?” I firmly replied, “I will!”

On April 25th, my husband, who worked in the police system, was assigned to duty, so I could successfully travel to Beijing with other practitioners. The then-Premier, Zhu Rongji, gave us a reasonable response. We then cleaned the area and even picked up cigarette butts left by the police. For this reason, some media outlets in the international community praised the peaceful nature of the Dafa practitioners’ peaceful petition.

Jiang Zemin, then leader of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), became jealous of the growing number of practitioners, and threatened to eradicate Falun Dafa within three months. The frenzied persecution began on July 20, 1999. Lies slandering Dafa and Master Li appeared everywhere, and the police began arbitrarily arresting practitioners who had volunteered to serve the public. Amidst this stark backdrop, we remained steadfast in our faith in Master and Dafa. I took my daughter, who was on summer vacation, to Beijing to petition again.

I was illegally sentenced to four years in prison for petitioning the government and persisting in my cultivation.

Upon arrival, a prison officer assigned a convicted felon to watch over me. In front of everyone, I told her, “You have no right to monitor me. You’re a prisoner who committed a crime to get here. But I’m not a prisoner. I’m a good person being persecuted by the CCP. You need to understand these things and treat me rationally. Only then will you understand.” She later became a much better person. Not only did she stop monitoring me, but she sometimes encouraged me to recite the Fa and do good deeds.

Many of the prisoners around me were people with a predestined connection to the Fa. Some helped me hide Master’s scriptures, others helped me pass them around, and some encouraged me to study and recite the Fa. A guard who saw me hand-transcribing Dafa scriptures even left without reporting me. A team leader was also very kind. She once brashly ordered me to do hard labor, but I calmly explained the truth to her, and she left peacefully. I understood that Master was watching over these predestined people, and prevented them from committing crimes.

One person left a deep impression on me. She had just been imprisoned, and quickly contacted me. She said she memorized Master’s new scriptures and asked me to find a way to write them down. I agreed to help her write down the scriptures while she recited them. Under Master’s protection, I successfully transcribed the new scriptures, “Towards Consummation” and “Your Heart Should Know.”

I felt as if I had found a treasure. I was so happy and quickly memorized the scriptures. What a precious person! To have memorized such a long scripture, “Towards Consummation,” word for word, and then pass it on to me—truly remarkable! I knew in my heart that this was the result of Master’s boundless compassion for his disciples.

I was practicing the exercises one evening when an inmate in the outer cell saw me, and reported me to the officer. The officer summoned me and six other inmates to the office, told us to bend over, and then used an electric baton to shock us. When I tried to grab the baton, several officers rushed over and held my hands. The other inmates were let go, but I was subjected to more shocks.

The Chinese New Year was approaching, and the prisoners had decorated my bed by stringing their New Year candy around the frame. The bright colors were dazzling! Everyone was happy eating the candy. I thought, “What kind people they are! They all came for the Fa!”

I was once reciting the Fa in the prison workshop when someone called me to the office. When I arrived, several officers surrounded me and yelled, “Tell me, is Dafa your Master?” I firmly replied, “Dafa is my Master’s Fa! It is my Master!” In a flash, the officers left and returned to their seats without saying a word.

Epilogue

We must follow Master closely, walk righteously on our own cultivation paths, do the three things well, and fulfill our vows to return to our true selves.

I bow to compassionate and great Master!