(Clearwisdom.net) I am in my 70s. I've practiced Dafa for more than five years. During the first year of my practice, I was very delighted by the fact that finally I could enjoy good mental and physical health. However, one midnight I was woken up by an intense stomach pain. I thought, "I should endure it to avoid waking up my husband." But it was so painful I couldn't stand it anymore. I started to beg Master for help subconsciously. The stomach pain disappeared immediately after I did that. I told a fellow practitioner about it. She said that it was a test of life of death, "You didn't see through life and death; you didn't pass the life and death test."

In 2004 I stayed in New York City for three months and participated in truth-clarification activities. We had to overcome many difficulties in order to spend some time in New York City. Therefore, time was very precious to us, and we didn't want to waste a single minute. I sprained my back and couldn't straighten up when I moved from one place to another in New York. I realized that the injury to my back was also a demon. I said to it in my heart, "Even if I cannot straighten my back, I'll still go out to clarify the truth tomorrow bent over. Nobody can stop me." Once I had this thought, I could straightened up my back immediately. I realized that our thoughts, when they are selfless and in accordance with the Fa, are powerful. If mainland Dafa disciples can get out of the prison with their righteous thoughts, I can also get rid of the demons' interference during my truth-clarification activities.

In 2005 I went to the Fa conference in New York with several fellow practitioners. Without much sleep on the plane overnight, we arrived at 5 in the morning. To save money, we had to check into the hotel after 3 p.m. I participated in all the activities, such as the exercises and parade, with my bag on my back. That morning I didn't have time to eat breakfast, nor did I drink any water. By noontime, I felt my bag was getting heavier and heavier, and I could barely lift up my legs as though they weighed a thousand pounds. However, we had previously agreed that we should stay together and act as a group. I could not rest or walk slowly alone. Gradually, not only was it difficult to lift up my legs, but I felt like sitting down immediately and not moving anymore. A fellow practitioner looked at me and asked, "How come your face is so pale?" I felt that my heart would stop beating. Just when I was about to collapse, a young practitioner grabbed my bag from my back and carried it for me. I felt suddenly relieved, and my heart went back to normal also. At that time, a thought popped up in my mind, which was not very righteous, "I should not participate in the parade when I attend Fa conferences in the future." I immediately realized that, with this thought, I had fallen to the level of ordinary people. I decided to let go of my attachment to comfort and life, and enjoy Fa conferences and their related activities just as other practitioners.

In the same year, the World Transplant Congress was held in Boston. According to our plan, we took an overnight bus from Washington, D.C., to Boston immediately after the two-day Fa conference and related events in D.C. In Boston we would clarify the truth to doctors from mainland China, hand out copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, and try to stop the evil Party system from harvesting organs from Falun Gong practitioners. The temperature dropped drastically that night, and it was very cold on the bus. When we arrived in Boston the next morning, I felt fresh and spirited although I didn't sleep at all. Moreover, I participated in various activities in Boston without feeling tired. Before the convention began, we waited for the doctors from China at a place where they had to pass. As soon as we saw someone that we believed was from China, we would give him some truth-clarification materials and the Nine Commentaries. During the lunch break, we also waited for them at important crossings to clarify the truth to them. Due to our accommodations,

we had to take turns to use the bathroom, and my sleep time was reduced accordingly. I was nonetheless spirited and energetic. I knew that Dafa had shown its great power since my mind was righteous.

Previously, when I went to San Francisco for the Fa conferences, I always tried to take the 3 p.m. bus so that I could arrive in time to have a good sleep before the events the next day. Since I came back from New York, I decided to give up the idea of seeking comfort. In February 2006, I took the overnight bus with many fellow practitioners to San Francisco. I participated in all the activities there and everything came out smoothly although I didn't have any sleep. I realized that as long as I act in compliance with the Fa, the shortage of sleep won't have much effect on me.

In 2006, I attended the Fa conference in Toronto. On the last day, after all the activities, we took a break and watched performances by local little disciples. At 2 p.m. we lined up for a parade which would end an hour later at a beautiful wood. It was extremely hot that day, and the sun was scathing as if it were June. I sweat a lot, and hadn't eaten anything since breakfast at 7 a.m. However, I walked more than an hour in the parade and everything was all right. Many similar incidences have happened.

Now I feel very energetic when I participate in all kinds of Dafa activities, because I have gotten rid of the attachment to comfort, and passed the test of life and death. People all say that I don't look like I am in my 70s. I know that's because I practice Falun Dafa. However, I need to remind myself all the time not to slack off. I will seize the opportunity of the last phase of Fa rectification to save more sentient beings.

Thank you, Compassionate Master!

Thank you, fellow practitioners!