(Minghui.org) I used to be the queen at home. I was so dominant that my husband had to listen to me for everything, including when he wanted to take time off from work. Just as I was enjoying fulfilling material life, my health collapsed. I even had trouble climbing stairs to get to my sixth-floor apartment (there was no elevator). During my health struggle, I finally realized that the most important thing is to have good health, not money.
After receiving a tremendous blessing, I encountered Falun Dafa, an ancient spiritual and meditation discipline. By practicing Dafa, I came to understand that one should be a good person and that doing bad deeds would bring karma to oneself, which would result in illnesses or other forms of mishaps. I felt truly regrettable about how demanding and competitive I used to be and the suffering I brought to my loved ones.
Before practicing Dafa, I tried very hard to quit smoking. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t do it. Shortly after I learned Dafa, I quit it without any trouble. While doing Falun Dafa meditation one day, I felt my trachea was broadened and breathing became so comfortable.
When I visited my aunt a few days ago, I was able to carry her from the bed to the sofa. After I changed her bedding and made her bed, I asked her young son to carry her back. He said he couldn’t do it and he was amazed how I, a 55-year-old woman, could do it with ease.
Falun Dafa didn’t only bring blessings to me, but also to my neighbor Xiao Yun and my niece. Both of them couldn’t conceive even after many years of marriage. I told them about Dafa and asked them to recite the auspicious phrases, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” A few months later, they both became pregnant and gave birth to a baby boy.
In addition to letting my family and friends know the beauty of Dafa, I also tried my best to clarify the facts to the police and stop them from participating in the persecution.
One day, I attended the court hearing of a fellow practitioner. Outside of the courthouse, I noticed that a police officer was about to videotape me and other practitioners. I walked up to him and said to him that videotaping us wasn’t good for him. He tried to stop me from talking and threatened to call more police.
I didn’t try to argue with him. I followed him for a few steps. Then I said to him with a smile, “I truly mean good for you. If I want to protect myself, I would have run away long ago.” He looked relaxed a bit. I then urged him to help the practitioner on trial if possible. He nodded.
I kept walking and came to the right side of the courthouse. There, I saw the secretary of the municipal Political and Legal Affairs Committee. I said to him that Falun Dafa has been wronged. I also urged him not to participate in the persecution and that good and bad would be rewarded accordingly. He also nodded and left.
I once met a police chief at the hospital. I told him how the communist regime spread demonizing propaganda to attack Falun Dafa and how Dafa practitioners have been peacefully counteracting the persecution, without using any violence.
When I ran into him two days later, he told me that he said to his subordinates, “Don’t do evil things or persecute good people, as it would harm yourselves.” I’m so glad that he understood it.