(Minghui.org) Before I started practicing Falun Dafa my life was filled with suffering. Like many people I was poor, sick, and felt lonely: but for me the worst anguish was lack of inner peace.
Observing how other people were locked in endless strife I could not find my purpose in this world. I felt alone even in the middle of a busy crowd. I often gazed at the sky, and wondered why I was on this earth.
All this changed the day I began to practice Falun Dafa. When I became aware of benevolent Master’s protection I realized he always watched over me. When I obtained the Fa}, Master scooped me out of hell and bore my karma, so that I could cultivate and return to my original, true self. There is nothing more joyous than this. No words can express the immensity of Master’s grace.
After I began practicing my life was filled with serenity and sunshine. Any suffering I experienced was simply the pain of letting go of human thinking and being purified on this most sacred path.
I’d like to tell you how {{clarifying the truth about Dafa and the persecution to officers at the police station was a cultivation opportunity.
A local police officer recently called my husband trying to find me, and my husband accidentally gave him my cell phone number.
My husband immediately warned me. At first, I was scared because I’d been slacking off recently in doing the three things due to my demanding new job.
My phone rang and it was the police officer. He wanted to add me to their chat group for a video conference. I declined, telling him I was busy at the moment.
I hung up and reminded myself to not blame my husband, who felt guilty about his mistake. He had already been through a lot that year because I was in a forced labor camp, so he shouldn’t have to put up with any more stress. I knew I had to sort things out so my family would stop being harassed.
It occurred to me to ask Master for help. I gradually calmed down and then I asked my new boss if I could briefly leave. I found a quiet place and called the police station to say I would go there and meet with them face-to-face. My boss allowed me to take the rest of the day off.
I rode my tricycle as quickly as possible to practitioner Fang’s home, and asked her to contact other practitioners to send forth righteous thoughts for me. Another practitioner, Ling, happened to be there. I felt Master already made these arrangements for me.
I briefly spoke with Fang and Ling, hoping they could find more practitioners to send forth righteous thoughts. I said that I would be okay with Master’s protection, and that the purpose of my visit was to clarify the facts and help save the officers at the police station. I hoped I could treat them with the same compassion that Master had shown us practitioners. Master said, “Let me tell you, every person in the entire world was at one point part of my family...” (“Teachings Given on Lantern Festival Day, 2003”)
I wanted to cherish these sentient beings because they are all precious. I hoped Master could help me if I fell short. Fang and Ling left to find some other practitioners.
I returned home and changed into an elegant dress. I told it, “I’m wearing you to present the image of a Dafa practitioner. You need to have righteous thoughts too.”
I recalled that I just finished writing a truth-clarification letter to the police station, and this was the perfect time to deliver it in person. I took the letter with me and felt happy for the sentient beings who were about to hear the truth. A great deal of my fear and worry was removed and I sensed Master’s ever-present grace.
I left home, bought some fruit, and called a taxi. I told the driver the purpose of my trip and clarified the truth to him. He was very receptive.
I visited two practitioners before I headed to the police station. One of the practitioners was elderly and had strong righteous thoughts. She said that our relationship with the police is that of saving and being saved; that Master deeply cherishes sentient beings; and it’s our responsibility to clarify the truth to them.
I was deeply grateful. I showed the practitioners my letter, and we sent righteous thoughts together before I left for the police station.
The deputy director of the police station greeted me and the shocked look on his face was unforgettable—all the police officers were surprised that a Dafa practitioner came, bringing a gift of fruit as if I was visiting friends. I sat down opposite the deputy director with a serene expression and an aura of righteousness: As a practitioner I felt I radiated the Buddha light.
It was silent for quite a while as the deputy director stared at me. He gradually leaned back, his gaze softening. His facial expression was difficult to describe. He just sat there saying nothing. The junior police officer quickly took a photo of me and then sat there in silence as well. Time seemed frozen.
I broke the silence and said compassionately, “From your reaction I can see that you have a misunderstanding about Falun Gong. I see your confusion and your surprise, but I also see your kindness.”
Our conversation started in this peaceful way. I continued, “You are not much older than my son. Your understanding of Falun Gong is based on Communist Party propaganda and the state media. You are simply carrying out your superiors’ orders. What Falun Gong is really about can only be understood by a practitioner who follows and lives by the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”
He asked, “Aren’t you resisting the police?”
I explained what Falun Gong is and how I started practicing. I said that Master is offering salvation to all sentient beings.
He asked, “Why are you people against the government?”
I told him it was former CCP leader Jiang Zemin who launched the persecution out of jealousy and fear of losing control over the Chinese people. I said, “Falun Gong saved me when I could no longer bear to live, so of course I want to clarify the facts and clear up the rumors the government used to justify its groundless crackdown. I’m here because you don’t seem to know the truth.
“How can a normal person who wants nothing but a peaceful life and reads Falun Gong books to understand the principles of being a good person, and maintain a healthy body by doing exercises be portrayed as ‘opposing the government’? These are fabricated accusations used to justify the persecution.”
He looked surprised and said, “Falun Gong has exercises?”
I replied, “Yes, there are five sets of exercises.”
We talked for two hours. While we were talking, the station director stopped by and said hello. He stayed for a few minutes and then left.
At one point, the deputy director once took out his body camera and said, “I should be using this.”
I smiled and said, “Let’s just chat like friends today. There’s no need for that.” He put it away.
After about an hour, he said, “You’ve said so much today. Should I let you go?”
I replied, “Falun Gong is a cultivation practice of the Buddha school. In ancient times, people said that offering even a single meal to a monk brings boundless merit. Today, you’ve understood the truth and made the right choice. Blessings will be brought to you, your parents, your wife, and your children.”
He said, “I don’t want my family to be involved.”
I continued, “Treating cultivators with kindness will bring you blessings, but hurting them will create enormous karma that even the 18 levels of hell cannot contain. This is a terrifying situation and could implicate your family too. I hope you will bring blessings to yourself and your family, rather than choose the opposite.”
Later, I said, “I must leave now. My family is waiting for me. I hope today we formed a positive connection.” We said our goodbyes.
The highlight of the entire process was the shift in the deputy director’s expression after he first saw me—seeing that fierce-looking person change in the presence of a Dafa practitioner. I thought that perhaps he had waited just as long and just as eagerly to hear the truth as I had waited for Master’s salvation!
I have fallen short in some aspects. For example, I did not personally give them the letter, but instead just left it in the bag with the fruit. This means I still have fear in my heart and that my mind is not completely pure. For the sake of sentient beings, I will strive to improve in my cultivation.
Category: Clarifying the Truth
