(Minghui.org) After I began practicing Falun Dafa in the summer of 1995, my illnesses disappeared. My outlook on life and view of the world have gone through complete transformations. I deeply appreciate Dafa and Master’s compassion.
When the persecution by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) was most rampant, I never had the slightest doubt about Master or Dafa and I firmly walked my cultivation path. However, due to lack of Fa study, not seriously looking inwards when encountering tribulations, and holding onto my fundamental attachments, I was taken advantage of by the old forces. I was illegally arrested and sentenced five times. The lessons I learned were very serious.
I later moved from the big city to the countryside.
It’s important that we study the Fa well. Since local practitioners all knew the importance of Fa study, we were eager to set up a Fa-study group. There were six practitioners in our township, but because we lived far apart it wasn’t easy to meet up. After I moved there, I looked for fellow practitioners. They hoped that I could set up a Fa-study group. I was living with my non-practitioner relatives, who knew that Dafa is great. They supported us by allowing us to study the Fa at their home.
Practitioners overcame all kinds of difficulties to attend our weekly Fa study. By reading the Fa together, we eliminated many bad habits, such as dozing off and being careless when we studied the Fa alone at home. We made great progress in our cultivation.
We understood what Master said:
“The only path that lies before you, the disciples of Dafa, is one of real cultivation. There is no other path.” (“What a Dafa Disciple Is”, Collected Teachings Given Around the World Volume XI)
We understood that we were Fa-rectification period practitioners and had the responsibility of assisting Master in rectifying the Fa, including saving sentient beings. We knew that we must put our hearts into Fa-study and do the three things that Master asked us to do well.
We clarified the facts to villagers and helped them renounce their memberships in the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated youth organizations.
We hung banners near the fields and by the roadsides which read: “Falun Dafa is wonderful! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!” “Quit the CCP to ensure your safety,” and so on. We also wrote messages about Dafa in the tunnels under the highway and on bridges. Everything we did greatly shocked the local police and CCP officials.
If we didn’t seize the time to clarify the facts and save sentient beings, we were afraid that people might be eliminated during the Fa rectification. When we talked to people about Falun Dafa, handed out informational materials and Shen Yun DVDs, many people said, “Well said! I believe you. The CCP is too corrupt, and it should be eliminated. I’ve been to Hong Kong where there were materials about Falun Dafa everywhere, yet our tour guide didn’t allow us to take them. We were told that we would be searched and it was dangerous for us. Therefore, we were so scared that we dared not take any materials.”
Some people didn’t believe what we said and wanted to report us to the police. When Ms. Min was talking to people about Falun Dafa at the market, a man grabbed her hand and threatened to report her. Ms. Min remained calm. She quietly sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors behind the man and asked Master to empower her. She calmly told him, “I’m telling you the truth for your own good, to save your life and keep you safe when disaster strikes. I didn’t break any laws, but you want the police to arrest me. This is not good for you.” He finally let her go and did not report her.
Many udumbara flowers blossomed on this pratitioner’s peach trees. She picked some flowers and stuck them on the wall so the villagers could see the Buddha’s flowers that bloom only once every 3,000 years.
I’d like to give an example of how a person received blessings after he understood the truth. A young villager in his 30s who was a schoolteacher, fell ill and had no money for treatment. His wife divorced him and took their child. Bedridden and unable to work, he lived alone with his mother as his father had died young. He was lonely and often thought about committing suicide.
After Ms. Min learned of his situation, she told him about Falun Dafa, showed him Shen Yun DVDs, and gave him informational brochures. She also suggested he quit the CCP, and sincerely recite the auspicious phrases, “Falun Dafa is wonderful! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!” He accepted everything she said, and his condition gradually improved.
Six months later, when Ms. Min passed by this man’s home, she saw that it had been renovated and a perimeter wall had been built. She stopped by to see what happened, and found the young teacher there. He looked like a completely different person—he was healthy and active. She was really happy for him.
I once clarified the facts to a security guard at a community in a rural area. I talked about Dafa, the “hidden-character stone,” quitting the CCP, and much more. When I asked him whether he’d joined the CCP or not, he said “No.” I was about to tell him to sincerely recite the auspicious phrases, but he stopped me, and said with a sullen face, “I am a CCP member. I retired from the army. You distributed flyers in our community, right? You are anti-Party.” He called the police to report me.
I wasn’t afraid—instead I asked Master to empower me. I also sent forth righteous thoughts that his call wouldn’t go through. I watched him fiddle with his phone for a long time, but he couldn’t get through to the emergency number. At this critical moment a woman rushed up to him and exclaimed, “Quick! Call the property management. A child is trapped in the elevator!”
The security guard immediately called the property management and I left. He didn’t try to stop me. I knew Master was by my side.
There was another memorable incident. Ms. Min and I went out on her electric tricycle in June 2013. After we talked to a woman in her 40s about Falun Dafa, she said, “My friend also practices Dafa and was arrested.”
I asked her, “Did your friend tell you about Falun Dafa and the persecution before? Did she ever ask you to quit the CCP?”
“No, I don’t believe in that either,” she replied.
No matter what we said, she didn’t want to hear it. We decided to leave her be and talk to other people.
When we were heading back, I saw that this woman was making a call. I didn’t pay much attention. Ms. Min and I parted ways and headed home. While I was walking, I talked to more people about Falun Dafa. When I was talking to an elderly person working in the field, a police car pulled over in front of me, and three police officers in their 20s came out. Without saying anything, they grabbed me and tried to push me into their vehicle. I wasn’t frightened. I resisted and said, “I didn’t break any law. Why are you arresting me in broad daylight?!”
They said, “Someone reported you for talking about Falun Dafa, which is prohibited by the government. Where did the other old lady go?”
“Where does it say that Falun Dafa is against the law?” I challenged them.
They said, “Stop talking so much and come with us.”
I silently asked Master to help, and I shouted, “Falun Dafa is wonderful! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!”
They ordered me to take out my ID card, but I said I left it at home. While they weren’t looking, I quietly took my ID card out of my bag and put it in my pants pocket. They told me to get in the car and go home to get my ID. I said I wouldn’t get in their vehicle, and asked them what if I were to walk in front and they followed me.
They refused and tried to force me into the car. The rear door opened, and someone grabbed my right arm. I grabbed his collar with my right hand and pushed hard against the door, with one foot against the car. Another person grabbed my left arm and pushed me into the car. Another reached through the front door, grabbed my left hand, and pulled it hard. At this point, the officer holding my right arm, overwhelmed by my resistance, told me to let go.
I sternly said, “You’re the ones arresting me, so you should let go.” After they let go, so did I.
I realized that Dafa’s power is immense. I had Master; how could they manage to push me into the car? Then the police officer on the right angrily called the Domestic Security Division and said, “We arrested a Dafa practitioner here, quickly send help.”
I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil factors, rotten demons, and dark minions behind them, in order to stop more police officers from coming. After he finished the call, he said to me viciously, “Just wait! When the Domestic Security Division comes, you can talk to them!” They couldn’t pull me away, so they forcibly searched my bag and confiscated all the materials in it.
I thought, “Police officers are also lives to be saved, so they should read those materials carefully.” In my day-to-day truth clarification, it wasn’t always easy to reach them. I asked them not to persecute Dafa, as Dafa is the highest Buddha Fa in the universe. I told them that people who practice Falun Dafa are good people. Dafa only brings benefits to people and their nations, without causing the slightest harm. I asked them to think for themselves and to be more concerned about their families.
The three officers tried calling for a long time, but still no one came from the Domestic Security Division. Even so, they wouldn’t let me go. They tried twice to force me into the car, but failed each time. Finally, exhausted, they had to give up. They told me, “Go now.” I immediately headed home.
Thinking they might try to deceive me, I took a few steps and then looked back. Sure enough, there was no car following me. Right then, tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn’t fully express my gratitude to Master.
Thinking back on my cultivation path, the first five times I was arrested and subjected to the persecution, I knew it happened because I let Master down. I failed to study the Fa well and solidly cultivate myself. I also didn’t have strong faith in Master and Dafa. At the critical moment I couldn’t remember to ask Master for help. When I assimilated to the Fa, the Fa principles became increasingly clear. I was able to think of Master at the critical moment. Master is right by my side. I can always overcome danger and stay safe and sound.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!