(Minghui.org) Master told us that Falun Dafa practitioners have divine powers, so how can we use them well? Based on my experience we need to truly believe in Master, especially at critical moments. Our starting point should be placing others first. I’d like to tell you about some of my experiences.

I went to Beijing in 2000 to appeal for Falun Dafa and was arrested and held in a detention center. I was interrogated all night. I silently begged Master, “Please help me, I’m nervous. I don’t want to bring discredit to Dafa.” In that instant, my fear was gone. I told the police officers who interrogated me the truth about Falun Dafa and some amazing experiences practitioners had.

Another time when I was imprisoned and beaten by the police, I didn’t think of asking Master for help. They beat me harder and said, “Do you know why you are being beaten?” At that moment I remembered Master, “Master, why aren’t they finished yet?” With that thought, the officers who were beating me rushed out to answer the phone.

Another time a practitioner in my cell was beaten by an inmate who was a murderer. I couldn’t just stand by and watch the practitioner being beaten, so I decided to stop it. I silently recited the words for sending righteous thoughts. Before I finished reciting once, the man suddenly fell to the ground.

Over the years, I encountered various difficulties in my cultivation, including being persecuted and sickness karma. As long as I think of Master and Dafa, the difficulties disappear and unexpected results occur. Sometimes I failed to pass tribulations, and I later realized I treated the issue with human thoughts.

I recently went to a big city. On my way back when I checked in at the train station, a man wearing a red armband stopped me and searched my carry on bag which contained Zhuan Falun the main book of Falun Dafa. When he pulled it out, I shouted, “Don’t touch my book!” He immediately put Zhuan Falun down, straightened up, and said, “Why are you shouting?” I said again, “Don’t touch my book!” He said, “Why did you bring the book with you?” I said, “What am I going to read if I go out for days without bringing a book?” He didn’t say anything and helped me repack my suitcase.

When I got home, I thought about what happened. The man obediently listened to me, it must be my divine power at work. At that time I had no fear, just one thought: Don’t touch my book!