China Fahui | Overcoming My Fear of Distributing Materials

(Minghui.org) I’m 68 years old, and I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996. As a Dafa disciple during the Fa rectification period, I gave out materials, hung banners, got rid of display boards that slandered Dafa, mailed truth clarification materials to people, put up messages about Dafa in public areas, and even coordinated small projects.

I distributed materials alone at first. Later on, I worked with practitioners to distribute fliers in villages. Now, I tell people about the persecution face to face. Looking back on my cultivation journey, I’d like to share several incidents that helped me overcome my fear of handing out materials.

I initially practiced cultivation alone. But after I joined a Fa study group, I wanted to participate in projects to save people. When I saw the other practitioners distributing fliers, I also wanted to hand out materials, but I was afraid. When I told a practitioner my concerns she said, “What are you afraid of? If you are truly scared, why don’t you place the materials on doors?”

I summoned up my courage and placed information about Falun Dafa on doors. My hands and body shook, and I was covered in sweat. After posting a flier, I looked all around to see if anyone saw me before I placed the next one. My heart was still pounding after I went home, but I was determined to go out to distribute fliers and save people. Master helped me eliminate most of my fear.

Master Always Helps Me

I have no sense of direction, but every time I went out, Master showed me where I needed to go. I only had one thought: Master’s kin are my kin, so I must let sentient beings learn the truth and be saved by Dafa. I rode my bicycle to distribute materials. I once couldn’t find my bicycle after I finished handing out the materials, but just as I was getting anxious, I saw a bicycle emitting silver light. It was my bicycle.

Afterwards, every time I couldn’t find my bicycle after distributing materials, it glowed with a soft, silver light. I also own a pair of shoes that can be worn in all seasons. I’ve worn them for more than a decade. I consider them a magic tool given by Master.

I became over-zealous at one point, and told a practitioner that I never encountered any trouble when distributing materials. A young man came out as I was distributing fliers in a building, and he asked me what I was doing. I said I lost my way and ignored him. I continued to give out materials. When I finished and walked down the stairs, he grabbed me and said, “I’m a police officer.” He wanted to take me to the station. He then took his phone to take a photo and make a phone call. I thought, “I have Master’s protection, he can’t do anything. The man can’t take a photo or make a phone call.” Indeed, the police officer failed to take a photo or make a phone call.

We pulled and struggled for more than ten minutes. By then, we had left the building and were outside. I grabbed my bicycle and pushed it forward, while he dragged it backwards. Suddenly, he pulled my bicycle forcefully and I fell to the ground.

I wasn’t upset—instead, I only thought about how pitiful he was. I said, “What are you doing, grabbing an elderly woman?” There were many people on the side of the road enjoying the cool summer breeze. One of them said, “What’s he doing?” People began gathering, and he let go of me.

I stood up and rode home. My clothes were torn, there was a three-inch wound on my knee cap that was bleeding. If not for Master’s protection, the consequences would have been disastrous. From then on, I did not dare to be zealous or show off.

Determined to be Diligent

I became burdened with housework after I had a grandchild. I had to cook for two families, clean the house, take care of the child, do the exercises, and study the Fa. I had no time to rest. When my grandchild was over a year old, I took him with me to distribute materials. Carrying him with one hand, I stuck materials on the door with the other hand.

When he was able to walk, I left him on one level and went up to drop off fliers. Sometimes the child was scared and kept shouting “grandma,” so I had no choice but to carry him as I climbed the stairs to hand out materials. When I was covered in sweat, my grandchild wiped my face.

He seemed to know what I was doing and never told anyone. I also had to take care of my husband, who was ill. Furthermore, my in-laws were getting on in age and I often went to see them. During holidays and birthdays, the whole family gathered and I organized everything, contributing money and time. As a result, my three sister-in-laws and brother-in-law know Falun Dafa is good.

I also posted a lot of messages in public areas. During the COVID outbreak, we stuck messages in many places so that people could see how to stay safe during the pandemic. New contents were constantly introduced on the Minghui.org website. We printed various sizes of self-adhesive messages with different information, and pasted them on corridors so that people could easily see them.

I went out every day, and on average pasted 2,300 messages. On side streets, inside buildings, as long as there was a door, I would stick on messages. I placed more messages in areas where people passed by on the way home. In buildings where there was no elevator, I pasted messages on the walls of each level. I continued clarifying the facts this way until lockdowns were imposed.

I don’t know what effect posting information on a large scale had, but I felt that Master would surely lead those with predestined relationships to see them. My cultivation state then was truly diligent. I had no fear or negative thoughts. I only wanted to do more to save people.

I now clarify the truth face to face. Master asked us to save more people. I must listen to Master, and try my best to do the three things well. Looking back on the path I’ve traveled, I know that everything was done by Master. I am simply moving my legs and mouth. Without Master and Dafa, we cannot do such a remarkable thing – saving people. We can only repay Master’s salvation through greater diligence in practicing cultivation.