(Minghui.org) Not long ago, I needed help from a fellow practitioner to repair my cellphone. I watched him perform the tedious and time-consuming job of setting up my cellphone with the special software that automatically makes phone calls and tells people about the persecution of Falun Dafa.
I was deeply touched by how careful and prudent the practitioner was. He reminded me of what Master Li said,
“Everyone here knows that Falun Dafa is a pure land—I dare to say this.”(“Teaching the Fa in Beijing at the Zhuan Falun Publication Ceremony”)
I couldn't help but also recall what happened when my brother and I were both jailed for refusing to give up our belief in Falun Dafa. While everybody else was shying away from my parents [due to the Chinese Communist Party's policy of implication], it was my fellow practitioners who helped them pull through the difficult years.
They visited my elderly parents and provided whatever help they needed. My mother was afraid at first and resentful of practitioners, but she slowly accepted them and became grateful for their support.
A fellow practitioner also sent me money and clothes in prison every month. Several practitioners exposed the persecution I was facing; some managed to secretly send me Master's new articles and Dafa books. Even the prison guards said to me, “Nowadays people only gravitate towards those whom they deem useful to them. They disappear when you're in trouble. Yet you've got so many people coming to visit you in prison. You must have good relationships with people.”
One month before my scheduled release date, several practitioners helped by preparing my home and getting everything I might need upon my return. On the day I was released, two dozen practitioners waited for me at the prison gate.
When my mother saw me, she looked me over carefully and said, “I heard you were on hunger strike and in poor health. But you look fine – better than I expected.”
I explained to her, “I survived prison because Master Li was looking after me. Practitioners in prison acted as one-body. No matter who was persecuted, we all stood up for her and we supported each other in every way we could. Even a glance from a fellow practitioner is so powerful. We were the envy of other inmates.”
I also told her, “My fellow practitioners are just like my family. No matter where we are, we treat each other with honesty and sincerity, and we help each other in every way we can.”
Based on my words and her own experience with Dafa practitioners, my mother understood the evilness of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and renounced her membership in the CCP.
I left prison with a balance of 3,000 yuan in my prison account. When I tried to return the money to the practitioner who'd deposited it to my account, she told me that the money came from many people and it was impossible to return the right amount to each individual. In the end, I donated all the money toward making materials exposing the persecution of Falun Dafa.
Falun Dafa is indeed a pure land. My own experience says it well – Dafa practitioners selflessly support each other amidst the relentless persecution.
