(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997. I have experienced many extraordinary things in my years of cultivation, and one was particularly amazing and the most memorable.
One winter, I worked in a factory. All the students in my class went for training at the factory. At school, I had relatively good grades, and my teachers and classmates all thought highly of me. In the factory, however, with everything under the control of the Chinese Communist Party, many things were turned upside down. All my former classmates were doing well, and they all had official positions, high and low, but I was relegated to the front line to do the hardest and most tiring work.
One time when I was working a night shift, a female classmate of mine, who was the team leader, came to see me and said, “Why do you obey when others tell you what to do, but you drag your feet when I do?” I lowered my head and said nothing. She continued with her factory inspection.
My mind was in turmoil as I thought, “We are classmates. Other officials boss me around, but we went to school together and were in the same class for three years. Are we really no longer friends? When we were in school, you all copied my papers to pass exams. Now, not only do you not remember our past friendship, but you even follow others to belittle me.” But I immediately thought, “I am a cultivator. Han Xin was humiliated by having to crawl between a villain’s legs. I am a Dafa practitioner. I cannot complain like this. I will let it go.”
As soon as I let it go, I felt heads and arms growing out of the back of my neck, layer by layer. The heads were stacking up, and countless arms were growing outward, just like bamboo stretching higher and higher. I could even hear crackling sounds. It was the state of a thousand-armed Buddha and thousand-armed Bodhisattva Guanyin. The feeling was so wonderful—Dafa is truly majestic.
By then it was about 3 a.m. Anyone who has worked night shift knows that this is when people are the most sleepy and exhausted, but I was surrounded by energy. I pushed the cart and worked, my legs full of energy. When I walked down the corridor, I felt like I was almost off the ground, like I was floating. I worked until I got off work at 8 a.m. I was in an extremely energetic state.
Everything in the secular world is really the opposite in other dimensions. If a stone is kicked around on the ground and no one picks it up, then I will take that stone. The honor and disgrace and gains and losses in the world really don’t need to be taken to heart. The most precious thing in this world is the Dafa that Master has passed on to us. The rest is just as transient as fleeting clouds.
I just acted according to the standards of a practitioner in the conflict and endured a little humiliation, but Master arranged for such big changes in my body. I bow to thank Master.
I am so lucky to be able to practice Dafa in this life and to have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to help Master in Fa-rectification. Thank you, great Master.
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