(Clearwisdom.net) I was very fortunate to obtain the Fa in 1995. My previous problems of neurosis, tracheitis, and sinusitis have disappeared. I feel that Master is very close to me and that Dafa is wonderful.
On December 15, 2000, a few practitioners and I went to Beijing to validate the Fa. The police officers from the factory where I worked arrested us at the train station, and we were detained in our factory's police station for three months. The brainwashing, intimidation, threats, extortion, and breaking into our homes terrified my husband so much that he became ill. Finally, even though he had always been very healthy, he died on November 15, 2001.
On the afternoon of February 18, 2004, several other practitioners and I were arrested while distributing truth clarification materials in Yangjiaping in the Jiulongpo District of Chongqing City. We were sent to Chongqing City's Maojiashan Women's Prison and illegally sentenced to a year in a forced labor camp. Due to my righteous thoughts and actions, and the benevolent protection of Master, I was released on bail for medical treatment on May 14, after less than three months in detention. I persevered in studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, and in less than half a year, I joined the flow of Dafa once again.
Especially after reading Master's new articles and the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, I realized the urgency of time and the heavy responsibility of saving sentient beings even more deeply. On August 20, 2005, my husband's sister's sixtieth birthday, my sister-in-law invited many relatives and friends to help her celebrate. It was no doubt a precious opportunity. I prepared three sets of the Nine Commentaries CDs and some truth clarification materials.
Around 3 a.m. on August 19, however, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. My right arm and leg began trembling. I got out of bed and sat on the floor, but it only became worse. I wanted to get into bed again but could not manage to do it. I began sending forth righteous thoughts non-stop, but there was no improvement. It only worsened. It felt as if all my internal organs were going to spill out. It was terrible. Around 4 a.m., I called the nursemaid who was sleeping outside. The nursemaid saw bubbles of blood foaming from my mouth and the whites of my eyes. My limbs were waving in the air frantically, and I did not respond when she called me. She remembered that she should ask for Master's help whenever there was any danger and said, "Master, please save your good disciple. She goes out to clarify the truth every day. From policemen in the police station and the secretaries in the neighborhood party committee, to regular citizens, she wants to help save them all. You must help her, and you are the only one who can do so."
By about 7 a.m., when my daughter arrived, I had already recovered and was quietly meditating. Thank you, Master, for saving my life. I will definitely not let you down!
August 26, 2005