(Minghui.org) Dafa disciples help each other in cultivation. If one falls, the others can help the fellow practitioner return to the Fa. No matter what happens, only Dafa can save us.
When I finally found the fellow practitioner, she poked her head out the door, looked at me nervously and then went inside without greeting me. Standing outside her residence, I hesitated for a moment, but decided to invite myself in.
I entered her room and told her that I was there to talk to her. She seemed very nervous, and could not recall who I was.
When she finally recognized me she said, “I've fallen very hard because I have not cultivated my xinxing. My husband is seeing someone else, and I am miserable and lonely. Now I can only call and beg him to talk to me…” Her eyes were full of fear and hopelessness.
I listened to her patiently. Because we are both Dafa disciples, she frankly disclosed her personal issues to me even though we did not know each other well.
She told me, “When the thug from the village 610 office told me to stop practicing Falun Gong, I said okay. But when a friend asked me later what I had been doing, I told her I had been imprisoned in a labor camp. Like a practitioner, I told her that she must remember ‘Falun Dafa is good,’ and ‘the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) is vicious!’”
She went on, “My husband said that if I continued practicing Falun Gong, he would divorce me.” She repeated this several times, and sounded scared and desperate.
After that she took out a small notebook, and then turned to the first page. At first I did not know what it was since it was all in pinyin (Chinese phonetics). She told me, “It’s Master’s poems.”
My heart trembled: lives do not want to leave Dafa. She said, “When I was incarcerated in the labor camp, I told the guards, 'Falun Gong practitioners risk their lives to hide Dafa books inside rice containers or flour crocks, but Jiang Zemin’s book is offered for free. Aren’t you tired of having to do these kinds of imposed tasks?'”
She continued, “I learned Master’s poems from fellow practitioners when we were incarcerated, and I could recite over two hundred poems. We wrote them down in pinyin so that the guards would not recognize what they were.”
“Do you still have Dafa books?” I asked. Only Master’s Fa can truly help a life to see happiness, and gain confidence.
She began to search for her books. At that moment, her ten-year-old daughter returned. She asked her daughter to quickly help her find the books. I could tell that her daughter had become her confident who always helped her hide things and keep her secrets.
I knew that no matter what I told her, she had to realize herself that she needed to study the Fa. I said to her, “Why don't you study the Fa again. Sometimes, your situation might be a mess, but after you study the Fa, it will completely change. You’ll emanate compassion, gentleness and happiness from inside, and you’ll know what to do no matter what happens.”
“But where do I hide all the books?” She earnestly looked at me. I said, “I can give you an e-book. It’s small, but it can store most of Master’s lectures and books.” She replied, “Really? I want to read Master’s earlier lectures. How much money do I owe you?” Her eyes told me that she was no longer confused.
When I saw her again the next day, she told me that she did not sleep the night before because she had a big fight with her husband again, and she was very upset. I listened patiently because I knew that she would regain her righteous thoughts. Suddenly she told me, “Only Dafa can save me now. Nothing else can save me but Dafa!”
I felt very grateful for her to have reminded me of that fact. I thought about my own situation, and came to the realization that fellow practitioners can help each other, and it is reciprocal.
Recently, many things have been happening in my family. Because of my attachments to human sentiments, I was miserable and believed that I had been treated unfairly. After hearing what she said, I told myself that I must reverse my perception, and stop using a human heart to handle conflicts. I must handle all conflicts from the perspective of the Fa. Suffering is not such a bad thing. Buddha regards suffering as opportunities to improve, but why do I always wish for others to treat me nicely? I must let go of that attachment!
The fellow practitioner came to my residence. Sitting down in the lotus position, she began to check the poems that she wrote in pinyin with those in the books very carefully. Then I taught her how to use the e-books. She told me, “I can probably figure it out by myself.” Then she paid me. Seeing that she wanted to practice her behavior and be on par with Dafa disciples, I respectfully accepted her money.
Before leaving, she solemnly told me twice, “Thank Master! Thank you, too!” I was deeply touched by her sincerity.