(Clearwisdom.net) In August 2001, a practitioner told me the truth about the persecution of Falun Gong. What on earth was the reason that over a hundred million people would rather face imprisonment than give up the practice? Since I had always been interested in cultivation practice, I borrowed a copy of Zhuan Falun from her and finished reading it in two nights. I understood that it is what I had been searching for my whole life, and that it is a precious book.

Someone told my father that I had learned Falun Gong. My father had been deceived by the lies on TV. Though he was a kind person, he was so angry that he wanted to burn down my house. I wouldn't give up practicing Falun Gong because I solidly believe that there is nothing wrong in being a good person who follows Truth-Compassion-Tolerance. I didn't blame him. I knew that he was also a victim of deception. Seeing that I was not perturbed, my father turned to force my wife to divorce me. My wife had also read the book, and understood the principles quite well. Seeing that this didn't work, my father threatened to drown my child. As we dragged the child back, he picked up a bottle of farm chemicals and threatened to commit suicide. At that moment, my wife could not take it any more, and asked me to give up cultivation. I was wondering why it had to be so hard simply because I wanted to be a good person following Truth-Compassion-Tolerance. I quietly begged Master to help me. I firmly told my sister, who was there at the time, that I was not doing anything wrong in being a good person following Truth-Compassion-Tolerance, and that I would not give this up. I told them that I would have to leave home if father insisted on doing this. Then my sister snatched the bottle of farm chemical away from him. At that time, I had only attained the Fa 3 days before, and I had read Zhuan Falun only once.

After that, my father didn't want to talk to me for quite a while. I felt he was in a pitiful state, and I wanted to help him attain this genuine Fa, which is hard to get in thousands of years. When my father was not home, I clarified the truth to my mother. My kindness touched her finally, and she started to read the book. Immediately she understood that it is a book that teaches people to be good. After she learned the exercises, her leg pain that had lasted for years was healed. Led by my mother, my father started to listen to Master's lecture tapes. Due to his long hours of farm work over the years, my father could not sit for more than half an hour; otherwise he would get a backache. This time he sat there and watched the lectures until almost midnight, and did not mention anything about any pain at all. What's even more miraculous was, he fell asleep during a later section, but he remembered all of Master's words and did not miss a single sentence. Now he understood that Falun Gong was not an ordinary Qigong. It also helped to strengthen my belief that what Zhuan Falun talks about is all truth.

The next day, my father put aside his farm work and read four lectures. He told my mother that if we wanted to learn, we should cultivate to the end, and that we should not give in no matter how heavy the pressure is. When I got back from work, my father was reading lecture 8. He said that he could not continue anymore, that all the characters were fuzzy, and that the whole book was golden and shining. The last 2 lectures were read to my father by a veteran practitioner. My father had been smoking and drinking for more than 30 years and he had never been able to quit. This time, he gave them up within a week, and he did not even notice it.

My father had raised a pond of fish. It was the end of the Lunar calendar year --the Chinese New Year [the Chinese calendar is lunar, i.e., based on the moon's cycle], which was the good season to harvest the fish and sell them for money. He remembered Master's words, "For practitioners, we have set the strict requirement that they cannot kill lives." (Zhuan Falun) He gave up two thousand Yuan worth of fish. At that time, it had been only two months since he attained the Fa. Once I was dissolving karma, and this serious illness healed by itself within a week. Folks in my village saw the miracle of Dafa. Although they did not join to cultivate, over 90% of them understood the truth about the persecution of Dafa. Some people in charge of the persecution of Falun Gong heard that someone in this area had learned Falun Gong lately. They came and gave a villager 400 Yuan and asked him to lead them to find my house. The villager, who knew the truth, rejected the temptation of money, and protected us.

We saw the veteran practitioners risking their lives to clarify the truth, and save the kind people who had been deceived. Though we attained the Fa somewhat late, we joined Dafa disciples' Fa-rectification immediately. In our journey of Fa-rectification, I have experienced the miracles of Dafa several times.

Normally when strangers come into a village, the dogs in the entire village would bark. I was thinking that I wanted to save the kind villagers. When tremendous compassion and kind thoughts rose up in my heart, I never worried about my own safety. Every time, only after we left the village would the dogs bark a little bit.

Once on a rainy night, six of us went out to distribute flyers. After we came back, seeing the rain still falling, my father touched his head and was surprised. He told us that his hair was dry. My wife and I touched our bodies as well, and found that even our clothes were dry. All of us knew that our mighty compassionate Master had been watching us all the time. Sometimes, the adhesive tape on the flyer did not stick well onto the object, and would fall off. In the dark night, we could see golden light on the ground, and it would surely be our Dafa material when we picked it up.

Once my wife and I went to a school to distribute flyers to clarify the truth. The person who saw us told others the next day that he saw an old man distributing the flyers. At the time, we did not have any bad thought, nor did we worry about "Will he report us?"

One night, my father, my wife, and I walked over 60 kilometers and distributed several thousand flyers. Suddenly a police car drove up. We felt alarmed and bewildered, but soon we calmed down. I knew that my complacency had been taken advantage of by the evil. I then thought that I was saving people and that I was following the path of Fa-rectification arranged by Master. I was doing the most righteous and greatest thing, and the most sacred thing. Mighty compassionate Master must be watching us! Standing on the street in the late night, three of us held our palms erect and sent forth righteous thoughts. The evil that was chasing us drove by.

When we go out to distribute materials that clarify the truth, often we have 6 to 7 people, or even over a dozen people together. If we argue with each other, then we definitely cannot do it smoothly. We enlightened that, only when we follow Master's Fa, can we avoid taking the roundabout course. Now we coordinate and work with each other very well.

There are many miracles in our journey of Fa-rectification. I write these down hoping to encourage those practitioners who have not yet stepped forward, to stand up and catch up with Fa-rectification. A new practitioner wants to tell you, the opportunity of cultivation is hard to get. Please don't miss this chance that is hard to get in ten thousand years. Please don't fail to live up to Master's compassion and his tremendous effort in saving us.