(Minghui.org) I have been practicing Falun Dafa for more than 20 years, and I would like to share a few small things from my cultivation.
A woman who had parked next to me in front of my house scraped my car badly when she tried to back out one day. I happened to be right there when it happened, and I saw that she worked in the government. There had been enough space between our cars, but somehow when she backed out, she put a big scratch in my car.
After she got out of the car, she tried to butter me up, saying, “Oh, sir, I scraped your car so badly. How much do I owe you?” I said, “I’m sure you didn’t mean to do that. You don’t owe me anything. The scrape won’t keep me from driving it, so let’s just forget about it.” She then left.
My neighbor later told me that the woman had come back to look for me, so the neighbor told her, “That is a very nice man. He didn’t ask you for money at the time, so he won’t ask you for any in the future.” Since then, it’s been rare to see people from the government park in front of our house.
Just as I was passing a car waiting at an intersection, the driver suddenly lurched forward and hit the back of my car. I quickly got out to check the damage, while the other fellow took his time.
He came over to me, and I smelled alcohol on him. He took my hand and said, “Sir, let’s solve this problem privately. How much do you want?” I said, “I won’t ask you for money. You can leave, but don’t drink and drive.”
He said, “No. Where do you live? I have to compensate you—I hit your car.” I said, “I don’t want your money. You can leave.” He wouldn’t let me go until I gave him my phone number. On our way home, my wife said, “Why didn’t you clarify the truth about Dafa to him?” I said, “He’s drunk. How could he understand what I was saying?”
Soon after we got home, the driver called me and wanted to come to my house. I told him not to, but he told me that he was almost at my door. When he came in, I realized that he had sobered up and could speak sensibly. He still tried to insist on giving me money.
I told him, “We are Falun Dafa cultivators, and those who practice Falun Dafa will not ask you for money.” We told him a lot of the truth about Dafa, and he quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) with our help. He also agreed to take some truth clarification materials to his family, so that they could also quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations.
Before he left, the man said, “Let me tell you, the last time I got drunk and hit someone, he demanded 300,000 yuan (~US $4,000). I then found a lot of people to help me make peace with the guy, but I still had to give him tens of thousands. You guys are so different, you’re really different.”
Righteous Thoughts Disintegrate the Evil
I was illegally arrested and taken to a brainwashing center in 2002. I’d heard about police lacing food with drugs in brainwashing centers, so I made up my mind, “I don’t care what you do. No matter what you do, it will become a good thing.”
I kept my head clear while they bombarded me with the brainwashing, and at the same time explained the truth to people from the government.
I later clarified the truth about Dafa whenever I had a chance. I talked to everyone, all the way to the director of the 610 Office. I told him how Master teaches his disciples to be good people. He was puzzled and asked, “Why did the others [former Falun Gong practitioners who renounced Falun Gong] say otherwise?” I said, “Maybe they were afraid, right? It’s not easy to be a good person in China.”
He said, “Go home. No one will trouble you in the future.” I asked him, “Do you have the final say?” He said, “The judicial system is nothing, I have the final say!” That’s when I learned that the 610 Office has so much power.
I was unlawfully sentenced to eight years’ imprisonment in 2004. While in the detention center, I went on a hunger strike to protest the persecution. When they dragged me into a car to take me for force feeding, the director of the 610 Office said in my presence to the many police officers there, “If everybody was like him, China would really be great.”
When I arrived at the prison, I had a thought: “Wherever I look, the evil spirits behind the wicked people will all disintegrate.” I told the guards about the grace of Falun Dafa. All the guards and prisoners were really polite to me. Those who didn’t want to hear the truth stayed away from me, and almost all of those who were willing to listen quit the CCP’s organizations.
The head of the guards came to talk to me once. As I was explaining the facts to him, one of the guards nearby shouted at me, “Do you know who he is?” When I asked who he was, the guard said he was the team leader. I said to him, “I would go to Beijing to talk to Jiang Zemin [the former CCP head who launched the persecution of Falun Gong]. Is he higher than Jiang Zemin?” The team leader then said, “No need to rush, don’t rush, tell me more.”
In the days that followed, the guards treated me politely when they saw me. Until I walked out of the prison gate, no one dared to beat me. More than 90 percent of the people in my division in the prison quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations.
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