(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997. Over the years, our compassionate Master has saved me from danger many times. Today I am sharing my personal experiences to tell people about the wonders of Falun Dafa and to express my gratitude for Master’s salvation.
There was once a power outage in the entire village. I took a voltage tester pen and went to the substation room to check the electricity there. I am a rural electrician with no real training, and learned through experience. I took the tester pen to measure the low-voltage electricity, then moved on to measure the high-voltage electricity. When I used the tester pen, I saw a burst of sparks, and suddenly a high-voltage current knocked me down from about 13 feet up.
Villagers ran over in panic and surrounded me with a loss for what to do. I knew that I had been electrocuted. I wanted to sit up, but I was too weak to move. After a while, I sat up and people helped me to my home. By the next day, I had recovered, but I had deep marks on my thumb and arm. Many villagers had seen me fall from the height I did. They said it seemed like someone was holding me as I was falling. I slowly floated downward, landing buttocks first, and was then gradually laid down, like a baby being placed in a crib. Someone said, “The falling movement looked wonderful.” This life-threatening ordeal became a good story among the villagers to validate the miraculous nature of Falun Dafa. I knew it was Master protecting me.
Another time, our family drove an electric farm tricycle to visit relatives in a neighboring county. Although winter had ended, there was still a thin layer of snow on the road. I drove my tricycle down the hill and then up another hill. When the tricycle reached a high area, the wheels slipped and could not climb up. I asked my wife to drive the tricycle up the hill while I pushed it from behind. I intended to push the tricycle until it could climb uphill and then quickly jump on to take over from my wife. However, the tricycle started, but it did not move forward. I went to the driver’s seat to check. Acting in a hurry, I accidentally put it into reverse, and the tricycle instantly went backward downhill. I tried to shift the gear into forward, but instead put it in neutral. The tricycle went backward downhill even faster, with my wife and daughter in it!
In an instant, the tricycle rushed down the hill and went over the edge, as high as a four-story house. I was frightened and quickly followed suit, desperately searching for them. The tricycle had overturned and my wife and daughter were nowhere to be found. Finally, I saw a leather coat. When I lifted the coat, I found my daughter underneath. She was too frightened to cry or speak. When she heard me shouting, she burst into tears. Meanwhile, my wife limped over from out of nowhere to hug our daughter, and they cried together.
A group of people happened to be passing by and helped us turn the tricycle over and pull it up the slope. The tricycle was still intact. After a minor repair, it started again and I drove to my sister’s house nearby without any issue. If it were not for Master’s constant care, I don’t think my family would have been so lucky after falling nearly 30 feet on a tricycle. Those who practice Falun Dafa receive such blessings because we have an omnipotent Master!
Our family moved to another area a few years ago to make a living, and I took a job at a mixing station. To save money, the boss dug a large pit 180 feet long, 150 feet wide, and 50 feet deep, to store fly ash for winter. When digging, you have to use a forklift to make sure there is enough fly ash in front of the hoist. If you dig to the bottom of the pit, the fly ash on top will easily collapse, which is very dangerous. There were two previous accidents in which forklifts were buried.
When I drove the forklift down one day, I saw that the pulverized coal had reached the bottom. I knew it was dangerous, but I wanted to complete the work quickly and leave. However, right after I finished and began to go up, the fly ash suddenly collapsed. The fine density of fly ash is equivalent to the density of water, and the feeling of collapse was as fast and violent as the tide of the sea, leaving me nowhere to hide. In an instant, I couldn’t see anything, and the forklift was completely buried. Then another pile collapsed. The impact of the ash shattered the glass of the forklift and started to seep inside. I pulled my clothes up to cover my face to prevent ash from getting into my nose and mouth, but it was too late. The heavy weight of the dust kept me from pulling my clothes up, so I quickly covered my mouth and nose with my hands to catch some air.
I was buried up to my chin. Just a small amount of additional ash would bury me completely, and the forklift would be difficult to locate. I truly felt hopeless and helpless, and the tension in my heart reached its limit. In desperation, I shouted with all my strength, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master, save me! Master Li Hongzhi, save me!” I shouted as hard as I could, knowing that only Master could save me. I was so choked that I couldn’t breathe out of my nose, and I could only use my mouth to relieve some pain. It is difficult for people to imagine the tension, helplessness, and torment that I experienced every minute. But I had a firm belief in my heart, “I will not die. I have Master, and Master will save me!” The fly ash didn’t continue to collapse.
I wanted to take out my phone, but the ash pressing against my body became very hard. I could only dig it out bit by bit with my hands. It took over ten minutes to take out my phone and call for help.
When people ran over to rescue me, they couldn’t see the forklift or me. They could only try to identify my location by talking to me on the phone. It took the whole station more than an hour to get me out of the forklift. I knew clearly in my heart that if it were not for Master, I would have died by then. It was compassionate Master who saved me from death again. I am extremely grateful.
I pay homage to Master from afar and am thankful for Master’s protection time and time again!
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