(Minghui.org) Greetings, Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!
I am a young Dafa disciple in my late 20s. My father told me that I had a fever when I was two years old. My parents had just started cultivating Falun Dafa at that time. Instead of taking me to the hospital, they read Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, to me. Amazingly, my fever subsided ten minutes later.
I obtained the Fa at that moment, and I am now a veteran practitioner who has practiced Dafa for more than 20 years.
The persecution of Falun Dafa started in 1999. I was four at the time. My parents went to Beijing twice to appeal for the right to practice Dafa and they took me with them each time. One time on Tiananmen Square, my father and fellow practitioners grappled with a police officer to take back Dafa banners. The practitioners were savagely treated. I was scared but bravely took back one banner from the police.
On another occasion, my father and I practiced the Dafa exercises in Tiananmen Square with other practitioners. We were arrested and taken to a nearby police station. My father refused to give his name and address. An officer took me to another room and tried to coax me into revealing the information, but I didn’t comply. Walking out of the police station, I whispered to my father, “I did not say anything, and they still let us go.”
In elementary school, I disciplined myself in accordance with the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I got along well with my classmates and was very willing to help them. Many classmates liked to talk with me when they were bothered by things and I would comfort them like a big sister with the Fa principles that I understood at the time.
My parents were forced to live away from home to avoid persecution when I was in middle school. One time, the school requested a copy of our household registration, which I did not have. My teacher scolded me as an illegal person [who should never have been born] in front of my classmates. I was sad and cried in bed at night.
Unable to fall asleep, I kept reminding myself that I was a Dafa practitioner and my teacher humiliating me was to help me cultivate endurance. I started to look within for shortcomings. I realized that I always wanted to show off and tried to justify what I did. I wanted to be praised in school and had strong attachments to fame and vanity. After finding my attachments, I fell asleep.
My maternal grandmother died in 2011 when my parents and I were on the run to hide from the police. My mother was extremely sad. I was memorizing Zhuan Falun at that time and asked her to recite Master’s teachings with me over and over. Gradually, my mother calmed down.
“Cultivation must take place through tribulations so as to test whether you can part with and care less about different kinds of human qing and desires. If you are attached to these things, you will not succeed in cultivation.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)
Although we had to move from place to place, I still enjoyed the time with my parents. My mother and I did a lot of things to raise awareness about the persecution. We studied the Fa and did the exercises every day. But my mother’s health got worse as a result of the persecution, and she passed away in 2012.
I used to depend upon my mother in my daily living and cultivation. Being a child without a mother, I became depressed and felt inferior for a long time. I could not extricate myself from the attachment of affection.
My father and fellow practitioners all tried to help me to step forward. A fellow practitioner took me to her home for lunch very often. With their help, I gradually got out of the doldrums and joined a group that clarified the truth over the phone. I have made great progress in cultivation.
One day, I tried to wash some cabbage I had bought, but no water came out of the newly-replaced faucet. When I doubted the quality of the faucet, my father said that he had no problem using the faucet and that I should look within for human notions I might have.
I thought about how I haggled the cost of cabbage with the vendor. It was obvious that I was out to seek personal gain. I was also lazy and didn’t want to get up in the morning to do the exercises. Water came out of the faucet once I realized my attachments.
My father began to work the night shift about eight years ago. I stayed home alone at night most of the time. Sometimes he went out to clarify the truth right after work. We did not contact each other by cell phone for safety reasons.
When he sometimes did not come home for several days, I would begin to worry about him. As time went by, I slowly became resentful. One day, he and other practitioners shared their experiences in raising awareness about the persecution. I felt that they were fulfilling a sacred mission. Since then, I decided to support him and no longer complained no matter how late he came home.
A fellow practitioner grew some vegetables with me together one summer. She suggested that we pick some tree branches to be used as trellises for our vegetable garden, while we went out to clarify the truth. Surprisingly, we met fewer people and did not see many branches that day. I complained about her for being attached to the garden and shared my thoughts with my father.
“Cultivators have to cultivate themselves first. They should not think of other people when they themselves are in trouble. How can they blame others?” my father said to me.
I looked inwards myself and found that I had the attachment of comfort and selfishness. I corrected my attitude toward that practitioner. The next day, we found a pile of tree branches. I also had a dream that night. An angel flew to me and touched my hand, and then we flew up together. I think Master was encouraging me to not forget to cultivate while saving people at the same time.
Clarifying the Truth
I have read all Master’s new lectures given around the world and understand the importance of truth clarification.
One time, I talked to a classmate about the persecution and she was shocked to hear how brutal it is. She agreed to quit the Youth League.
Another classmate also supported Dafa and decided not to join the Youth League after she knew the truth. She asked me what to do if the teacher ordered her to do so. I said that it would be alright as long as she truly understood the facts and renounced the organization from her heart.
I came across a middle-aged person on my way home one day. She was very friendly and listened to my truth-clarification very carefully. She not only quit the Young Pioneers but also invited me to her home.
On the way home after school, I talked to a man who just got off work. I told him the facts about Falun Dafa and answered all his questions. We walked together for about half an hour until he reached his home. After parting ways with him, I realized that I could not find my way home. It was already dark at that time. I was scared and started to cry. I asked Master for help and walked toward a bright place. Then I saw a classmate who led me to the main road.
In 2012, the practitioners in our area started to clarify the truth over the phone. I joined them. We started by playing recorded messages in the beginning and then directly called people for better results. Many people quickly quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) once they knew the truth.
In the beginning, my calls always got cut off and I did not have any person willing to quit the CCP. I was very anxious, especially when I saw my fellow practitioners having much success in persuading people to quit the CCP. I looked inward and found that I had a strong pursuit of results. I was also attached to vanity and had jealousy towards fellow practitioners. Once I removed my attachments, the results got better. On one occasion, I successfully persuaded six people to quit the CCP.
In the process of saving people, we have kept sharing our experiences and improving our skills. To avoid being tracked by the police, we kept moving while making the calls. Sometimes we walked in the crop field and sometimes in some residential areas.
That period of time was really precious. Every time I picked up the phone, I could feel Master’s encouragement, which made me cherish more the opportunity to make the call. Although I don’t know the other person, I’m bringing truth and hope to them from afar.
When I lived in a different city temporarily in 2016, I suffered occasional stomach pain. One time, the pain was unbearable. I vomited and had diarrhea almost the entire night. I could not eat or drink. On the following day, I met a person on the bus on my way home. I told him the facts about Falun Dafa, and in the end he quit the Young Pioneers. Amazingly, my stomach pain disappeared when I got home.
After the pandemic broke out in 2020, fellow practitioners in our city realized the urgency to save people. We discussed and agreed to clarify the truth to people face to face. One evening, I met an elderly person in his 80s. He refused to listen to me initially, but I persisted in addressing his misunderstanding.
“It has been a long time since I joined the Party. What is the point for me to quit it now? Who will pay my pension if I quit?” he asked.
“You devoted yourself to the CCP under oath, but they have committed all kinds of crimes. Withdrawing from it with a pseudonym will not affect your pension. You’ve earned your pension through hard work,” I added.
He nodded, “I have gone through the brutal Cultural Revolution. It was horrible. I was scared.” He told me that someone else had told him what I said, but he resisted back then and refused to listen. In the end, he patted my shoulder and thanked me for my patience. He quit the Party and its affiliated organizations. I believe Master gave me the wisdom to clarify the confusion in his mind.
Looking back on my cultivation, I was sometimes diligent, but many times depressed and severely influenced by the degenerate society. I often yearned for a comfortable life and failed to do the three things well. As the Fa-rectification is coming to an end, I must work hard to get rid of the attachments and cherish this unprecedented opportunity to become a Dafa disciple.
Many thanks to Great Master!
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