(Minghui.org) Very few Falun Dafa practitioners live in my area. My husband hadn't opposed of my practicing Falun Dafa nor supported me, until he found out that I ran a truth-clarification materials production site at home.
In 2012, practitioners from another city helped me to print truth-clarification materials at home. I was afraid that my husband might be against it so I hid everything from him for almost a year. I only did the printing work while he was at work. But he found out my secret one day when he came home early without calling me ahead of time.
Fearing that I might get arrested and that our family might get torn apart, he became very hostile and began to slander Dafa and threatened to divorce me.
I didn't allow him to slander Dafa and I insisted on continuing to print materials that contained facts of the persecution of Falun Dafa. Consequently we often quarreled. He couldn't persuade me to give up practicing Falun Dafa so he stopped bringing money home as a way to pressure me, since I didn't work and had no income. After a while, the family savings ran out. I couldn't make a living, not to mention to run the printing site.
I felt embarrassed to ask for money but I had no choice. I called him and he was angry and told me to solve the problem by myself. I was more embarrassed after he hung up on me. I was very upset and began to cry.
After crying for a while, I realized that my embarrassment and being upset was not the right state befitting a cultivator. I should not allow my home environment to become an evil den and let the old forces control my financial situation. Neither the old forces nor my husband have a say in this matter, only my Master does. I cleared my mind and sent forth righteous thoughts for half an hour. In the evening, he called me to get my bank account number to transfer money to me.
Other practitioners had shared with me and reminded me to be more tolerant. But I was not good at being tolerant. One morning after a heated argument, he took the deed to our home and left. He said he was going back to his hometown and threatened to report me to the authorities.
I knew this tribulation was due to my poor xinxing. I was upset with myself. I asked Master to bring him home and I promised to cultivate diligently and to raise my xinxing. A few hours later, he called me and said he would return home in the afternoon. I was very thankful to Master in my heart.
The immediate family crisis was over, but I was facing the challenge of how to raise my xinxing. I asked Master for help, and then a new idea appeared in my mind.
Every practitioner has a strong righteous field that can purify the surrounding environment. But my thoughts had not been upright, and many of them were not good thoughts which created bad and dark elements in my environment. I realized that I had to cleanse my thoughts. I told myself that my mind would only allow good thoughts acceptable to Dafa. Any other thoughts were interference and I must immediately destroy them.
From then on, this tribulation with my husband disappeared. He yelled at me a few times but I didn't yell back because I believed that this was just a false appearance and his true nature was supportive of me. I didn't hold grudges against him. I understood that I had become more tolerate and my xinxing had improved.
During the 2014 Chinese New Year, we discussed our family's financial situation. Upon my request, he agreed to bring his whole salary home and let me manage all income and expenses.
Since then, I openly produce truth-clarification materials at home. He often reminds me to be careful when I go out with other practitioners to distribute flyers and DVDs.
The above are some of my experiences. I am sharing them in the hope that they may help other practitioners who are experiencing similar tribulations.
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