Master’s Grace Brought Me Back to Falun Dafa

(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1998. I felt happy because I was able to learn Falun Dafa. I was sad in the midst of tribulations, but I’m now confident about my future. What I value most is Master’s compassionate salvation, for which I’m eternally grateful.

Master Protected Me

I had to climb a tree and used a ladder on the day I learned Falun Dafa. The ladder broke and I fell flat on my back. I wasn’t afraid and got up quickly. I was amazed, because there wasn’t a scratch on me. I met with a Falun Dafa practitioner that night to learn the practice, and told her what happened. She told me that Master Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Dafa, protected me. I couldn’t believe that Master protected me even before I began practicing.

That night, I studied the Fa with a group of practitioners. Afterwards, they talked about their experiences, and I realized that, as a practitioner, I must be a good person wherever I go. I went home and prepared my husband’s medication and brought him a cup of water. He was surprised by my helpfulness and said, “Why are you acting like a different person?” With a smile I told him that Falun Dafa required me to be a good person.

Each time before I met with the other practitioners to study the Fa I washed myself and changed my clothes. Three days after I began practicing my chronic headaches and toothaches disappeared, and I completely forgot about taking my medicines. My joy was beyond description!

Reshaped by Tribulations

One year later Jiang Zemin, the former leader of the Chinese Communist Party, launched the persecution of Falun Dafa and practitioners. My daughter, a public servant in the village, believed the government’s defamatory propaganda against Falun Dafa. In an attempt to protect her career, she changed from supporting Falun Dafa to criticizing the practice. I quickly hid my Dafa books so she couldn’t destroy them. She bought a bunch of random qigong books and tapes and tried to force me to read and watch them. When I refused, she was angry with me.

The village officials took more than 50 local practitioners to a brainwashing center, so I had no one to study the Fa with. My daughter had the official in charge of the persecution come to my house to transform me. I clarified the truth to him and told him how my health improved after I began practicing Falun Dafa. I was now able to care for my husband who had a stroke. The official told my daughter before he left, “Your mother appears to be fine. Let’s end this.”

For a long time I didn’t have a practitioner to talk with, and I couldn’t obtain Master’s new articles. I felt terrified and depressed every time I heard practitioners were harassed and persecuted. My daughter bought Buddhist scriptures and forced me to read them every day. I began to show symptoms of illness—I couldn’t sleep or eat, and I felt depressed. I didn’t want to stay home, so I went to a park and cried.

After the persecution started, some practitioners stopped practicing, and others moved away. I had no one to practice with. I started to take pills for my illnesses, and my health worsened. Sometimes I found a place where no one was around and loudly exclaimed, “I’m sorry, Master! I failed, please help me.”

One night, as I was laying down, Master’s voice coming from the audio player suddenly caught my attention. I got right up and listened to the lecture that was playing. Master’s voice was a warm stream of energy running through me, from head to toe. I wept and I realized that Master was encouraging me to get up and study the Fa instead of laying down. He wanted me to catch up with the progress of Fa rectification.

From that day on I studied the Fa every day. Shortly afterward, I met a practitioner. From her I was able to get Master’s new articles and informational materials.

Saving People Using ‘Truth Bills’

I had a dream that I was going to an exam room to take a test and Master was there. I didn’t think I could compose an article because I didn’t even know how to write my name. I didn’t know what to do. Master smiled at me and said, “Come and take the test.” While I hesitated, I woke up. I thought hard about what Master was trying to tell me in the dream, and it occurred to me that he was telling me that coming to this world is like entering an exam room, and I should try to pass the test instead of waiting.

When it came to clarifying the truth, out of fear, I only handed out materials to people instead of talking to them face to face. Ling, a practitioner, moved into the same building that I lived in. She helped me a lot. Thanks to her reminder, I destroyed all the books and tapes my daughter gave me. Afterwards, I was able to eat and sleep.

Ling took me out shopping and showed me how to use “truth bills.” They were called this because they were small paper banknotes or bills that had information about Falun Dafa written on them.

She told me, “Don’t be afraid. Watch how I use the truth bills as a way to tell people about Dafa.”

We headed to a market, where Ling clarified the truth to many vendors, and paid them with the truth bills openly and naturally. They smiled and accepted the bills. Ling then shopped at a store and paid a stack of truth bills for some grain and cooking oil.

The vendor was happy and said, “Great, we now have more small bills.”

Ling told him, “Spending this money will bring you fortune and good business.” The vendor thanked her.

On our way home, I asked Ling, “Why did you buy so much food today?”

She replied, “Indeed, I even bought groceries for your household!”

I couldn’t stop laughing, and respected Ling even more for her kindness. From then on, I confidently used the truth bills. Every week I exchanged 500 yuan of small bills to make purchases.

Helping Former Practitioners

I wanted to help former practitioners resume the practice because they came to this world to learn Falun Dafa, and hoped to save the sentient beings in their worlds. When they lose their way in this world, I need to wake them up so that they don’t miss out.

Sometimes when I found where a former practitioner lived, their family members drove me away. They were afraid they’d be persecuted, so they didn’t want me to talk to them. I sometimes had to wait for hours for them to leave their house so I could talk with them.

One time I waited an entire morning for a former practitioner. As soon as I saw him come outside, I was excited and went up to him to talk. Before I could say a word, he waved his hand and gestured for me to leave.

“I waited for you for half a day so that I could give you Master’s new article. Please take it,” I said.

He told me, “I quit practicing, and don’t need it.”

I reminded him, “Remember how diligent you once were when you got everyone together to study the Fa and exercise? If you read the article you’d know that Master is still waiting for you.”

He accepted the article and said, “Sure, I’ll take it considering that you’ve come all this way.”

I brought Master’s new articles with me when I visited former practitioners. I went back to them repeatedly to persuade them to resume the practice, hoping that they’d fulfill their vows. With Master’s help, over ten former practitioners in the village resumed practicing, and began to clarify the truth.

One day when I was out clarifying the truth, it suddenly rained. I stopped in front of a shop to wait for the rain to go away. A young man came over to avoid the rain, so I handed him a copy of a Falun Dafa flyer.

Upon seeing the flyer, he became excited and exclaimed, “I finally found you!”

I couldn’t recall having met him previously. He said that he grew up in the village where I lived, and had been practicing Falun Dafa with his father since he was little. After the persecution started, his father gave up the practice out of fear, and later passed away because of cancer.

He said that Falun Dafa took root in his heart, and he wanted to resume practicing, but he forgot the exercise movements after such a long time. He always hoped to run into practitioners in the village. I looked at him closely and quickly remembered how he looked when he was little. I was very happy, “Ah, you are Yu. Look how big you are now!”

I helped Yu quit the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations. A few days later I brought him Falun Dafa books. He was diligent in studying the Fa and exercising. I brought him Master’s new articles, and he asked me for the flyers because he wanted to go out and help clarify the truth to people.