(Clearwisdom.net) One day in September of 1997, I was swindled of 150 Yuan by someone. When I shared this story with a friend who practiced Falun Gong, he said it might not be a bad thing. Being swindled money is not a bad thing? I was shocked. That night we chatted for a long time, I was very interested in what my friend said and later started practicing Falun Dafa as a result of our conversation.
Even today, the feelings of being excited, happy and curious when I first heard about Dafa are still fresh in my mind. I remember that I always used to have a lot of questions to discuss with my friend after reading some parts of the Dafa books. We often discussed them until midnight, sometimes until even the next morning.
It took us some time to find out that there was a Dafa Coordination Center nearby, and the Assistant at the center was an elderly woman known affectionately as Auntie Jiang. After asking a lot of people, when we finally met Auntie Jiang, she smiled at us like she knew we were coming. Her smile was so comforting that I felt like I had finally come back home.
In May of 1999, I moved to Jinan City for work purposes. There I failed to get in touch with local practitioners in time. Soon the evil started the persecution of Dafa and Dafa practitioners. Since I had not studied the Fa well enough at that time, I accepted the evil lies shown on TV and eventually stopped practicing. I deeply regret what I did and when I think back to that time, I feel like I am not worthy of Master's and Dafa's great Benevolence. However, Master did not give up on me. During that period, I met with an accident where a high speed motor cycle ran into me and hit my arm. But that only caused a slight bruise on my arm, I was not hurt at all. One day in April of 2000, I saw a young man reading Zhuan Falun on a bus. I approached him and said, "I also practiced Dafa once."
With fellow practitioners help, I have come back "home" again; I have come back to join the great current of Fa-rectification.