(Minghui.org) I realize when recalling the road I have walked on over the past few years, that I have not done well enough. I know that many people still do not know the truth about Falun Dafa, and that the persecution is still going on. This reminds me that I should not slow down or become content. I should cultivate more diligently and save more sentient beings without wasting any time. No matter what the circumstances are or where I am, I clarify the truth to people. I cultivate diligently with fellow practitioners.
“A righteous mind leads me to walk the divine path,
And honor permits no looking back.”
(“Honor Permits No Looking Back” from Hong Yin III)
The following is an account of the path I have walked over the past few years. I was born in 1969. At school I always wondered about things and asked where our ancestors came from and whether the tales of gods and goddesses were real.
Mother’s Health Miraculously Improved
On the third day of the 1998 Chinese New Year, visitors came to our village from out of town and told us that they had come to teach people a kind of qigong that could cure people’s illnesses. A few days later, my big brother and sister-in-law came to convince my mother to go with them to learn the qigong. Back then, I hesitated because my mother had been suffering from Alzheimer’s, and doctors had no cure for her. She could not take care of herself. When I asked her if she wanted to try it, she looked at me lifelessly, but nodded her head, so my brother and sister-in-law took her to the practice site.
To my surprise, my mother changed into a different person a few days later—she no longer needed any help to walk, and gradually she could eat by herself. In addition, she was in very good spirits. I was shocked to see these changes. The days that followed were even more miraculous. Mother gradually became stronger and stronger. Her steps were lighter, and she looked much younger, too. My mother's improvement stunned the villagers, and they all came to find out what caused it.
I Found What I Had Been Longing For
My employer asked me to return to work for some urgent matters, but I did not know that it would be six months before I could come home again. My wife was pregnant and was due in July, so I asked for a month of leave to stay home with her. As soon as I got home, my wife brought me a copy of Zhuan Falun. My eyes lit up as I held the book in my hands. There was a sense of excitement in my heart that no words could describe.
I quickly finished reading the book. The words “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance” were deeply imprinted in my mind. I knew that I had found what I had been dreaming of. The changes that took place in me afterwards were so numerous and great that it's hard for me to describe all of them here. However, I do want to mention that the chronic stomach disease that I had due to my long-term addictions to drinking and smoking disappeared, and xinxing tests came afterwards.
A Colleague’s Joke
I clarified the truth to a colleague one day and told him of the beauty and wonder of Dafa. When I told him that Master said, “... the first thing you should be able to do is to not fight back when you are beaten or sworn at...” (Lecture Nine from Zhuan Falun), he looked at me suspiciously and asked, “Can you truly do that? Can you truly not return the same when others hit and yell at you?” I was startled to hear that, realizing suddenly that it was easy to say it, but not as easy to carry it out. For instance, I was not sure if I could remain calm and not hit back if he hit me right then. I had been very aggressive and competitive, and I could not endure anything that made me “lose face.” This colleague knew me well, and it explained why he didn’t believe what I said. At that moment, however, I remembered once again that Master said, “… a practitioner should set high demands on himself, and should not return the same when being hit or abused.” (Lecture Four from Zhuan Falun) Although I hesitated, I answered positively to his question.
Raising his right hand, he suddenly laughed out loud and said, “You just said that you would not return the same after being hit. Now let me try to hit you.” Looking around and seeing that no one was nearby, I moved closer to him and faced him. However, he put down his hand and said, “Never mind, I was just kidding.” After that, I realized that I had been quite feisty and wasn't willing to lose face. I had a long way to go before reaching the standards of the Fa.
“Falun Gong Is Truly Miraculous--It Is Absolutely No Trivial Matter.”
Another incident took place when our company began a project to replace the electrical lines for the roadside lights in a town in a rural area. After the project was completed, we went door to door to see if all the lights worked in every household. When we found that the lights in one household were not working, I asked my two assistants to bring me a ladder, and I climbed up to fix the problem. After I fixed the line however, I missed a step on my way down and fell all the way down from the top of the ladder. It felt as if all my internal organs had shifted, my back hurt tremendously, and I had a long cut on my hand when I hit the ground.
The moment I hit the ground, a thought suddenly appeared in my mind that being a cultivator of Dafa, I would be fine. The two assistants and the homeowner were all terrified. So as not to worry them, I stood up immediately. Pressing the cut on my hand to stop it from bleeding, I asked the owner, “Please, could you quickly find a strip of cloth to cover the wound for me?” Only then did they realize what had happened. They ran towards me and held me up, “Are you OK? Shall we take you to the hospital?” I firmly told them that I was fine. The owner of the house wrapped my hand up for me, but doubtfully asked, “Are you sure that you are OK? If it were me who had fallen down from that high, I would have been in pieces. You’d better go to the hospital.” Then our manager came in his car and asked how I felt and if I needed to go to the hospital, but I insisted that I did not need to go.
After I went back to the dorm, I felt that my entire body had been separated into pieces, and I was exhausted. My colleagues came to see me after dinner. Some said, “You’re such a fool. Why don’t you go to the hospital?” Others said, “Even if you are fine, you should’ve asked for some compensation.” Still others said, “If everyone were Falun Gong practitioners, bosses would have peace of mind.” Smiling, I said, “Thank you everyone, for your concern. Falun Gong practitioners do not want to cause anyone any trouble. You’ve all worked hard today. Please go home and rest now.” They all left.
However, when I went to lie down, I felt a sharp pain and noticed that the problem was not as simple as I had thought. Would I be OK after I rested for a while? Being a practitioner of Falun Gong, the only way to change my body was to do the exercises. Slowly I moved toward the wall. I picked up my leg to move forward, but my back hurt as if it was going to break in two. When I conjoined my hands, however, the wound on my hand did not hurt at all. When I began to meditate, however, the back pain was the biggest challenge for me, let alone reaching tranquility. Sweat dripped down my body as if it was raining. Feeling drowsy and in pain, I seemingly heard Master’s strong and merciful voice,
“When you are overcoming a real hardship or tribulation, you try it. When it is difficult to endure, try to endure it. When it looks impossible, and is said to be impossible, give it a try and see if it is possible. If you can actually do it, you will indeed find: ‘After passing the shady willow trees, there will be bright flowers and another village ahead!’” (Lecture Nine from Zhuan Falun)
These words suddenly lessened the pain, and gradually I could not feel my legs or back, and later my entire body seemed that it did not exist. Only one thought remained, that I knew I was practicing the exercises. I didn't know how much time had passed, but when I opened my eyes, it was already after midnight. Conjoining my hands, I sincerely thanked Master for strengthening my power and for protecting me.
My colleagues came back to see me early in the morning. I got out of bed to move my limbs and found that I was as healthy as before. My colleagues saw my hand and said, “The cut on your hand has healed overnight.” By then I had also discovered that even the piece of cloth used to wrap the wound had disappeared. It turned out that the cut had already healed.
My colleagues commented, “You’re amazing. Falling from that height, you did not even get hurt. What’s more, I have never seen such a big cut heal so quickly.” I told them, “Had I not practiced Falun Gong, I would be lying in bed in the hospital.”
“And Honor Permits No Looking Back” (Hong Yin III “Honor Permits No Looking Back”)
Not long after that, my wife and one of my older sisters also began to cultivate in Dafa. Besides them, my older brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and mother (a total of seven of us) became Dafa disciples. The evil Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched its persecution of the practice on July 20, 1999. Fellow practitioners clarified the truth to people and went to Beijing to appeal.
I went to Beijing with three other practitioners, but was arrested. We were escorted back home and detained. Because I refused to renounce Dafa, I was given three years of forced labor and incarcerated in Wang Village Forced Labor Camp. Many other practitioners and I opposed the persecution and told the guards and the inmates about the beauty and the wonder of Dafa. We told them about our personal experiences, and many sympathized with us. When an evil guard tried to force me to “plead guilty,” I firmly told him, “Citizens have the right of freedom of belief. I want to be a good person, and there’s nothing wrong with that!” The evil guard did not know how to respond. After a while, he pounded the table and said, “To tell you the truth, I’m just carrying out orders from above. If I agreed with your reasoning, my boss would fire me.” With a faint smile on my face, I replied, “Then the only thing I can tell you is that Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance are the principles of the universe and will forever be the most righteous.” The guard was furious. He stood up, waving his electric baton at me, and yelled, “I don’t believe that I can’t defeat you!” In the days that followed, we were all brutally tortured, and some practitioners were tortured to death.
During that time, all the practitioners did a good job clarifying the truth of and safeguarding Dafa, and we demonstrated unusual determination.
We moved to a small town in 2004. The town was located in a remote area, but many people stopped in our town when heading to other locations. We clarified the truth to the local people there. We leased an orchard nearby, and one day I went shopping for fertilizer. The shop owner helped me put the bags in my car, and I left after paying him. However, once I got home, I saw that the owner had given us five bags extra. My wife and I decided to take the five bags back to the store. My older sister (not a practitioner) commented, “You Falun Gong practitioners are truly different from other people. If I were you, I would not return them.” Smiling, my wife and I took the bags back. The shop owner could not believe what we told him, until after he saw the bags. Holding my hands excitedly, he said, “Even if I sell a truck load of fertilizer, I will not make enough to cover the loss of the five bags.” He turned around and told his wife, “Have we ever met such kindhearted people before?”
Holding my wife’s hands, the owner’s wife repeatedly thanked her and said, “Nowadays, I would not have believed it had we not met you today.” When my wife asked them if she had heard about Falun Gong, the owner repeated some twisted information that they heard from the CCP. Smiling, I said, “You don’t know the truth of Dafa, and you have been deceived by CCP. What they showed on TV were lies.” I said, “Nowadays, it’s normal for the TV to lie, but if you observe carefully, you’ll see that Wang Jindong set himself on fire on TV, but the Sprite bottle that he held in between his legs, claimed to be full of gas by the TV anchor, was not even burned. Additionally, Liu Siying could still answer the journalist’s questions loudly and clearly on TV, even though her trachea had been cut open. That was all impossible!” The couple suddenly realized that what we said made sense. Then my wife said, “We’re Falun Gong practitioners. Our Master told us to do only good things, not bad things.” Before we left, the shop owner held our hands firmly and said, “I must befriend you, Falun Gong friend.”
I sincerely feel happy for people when they understand the truth and quit the CCP to choose bright futures for themselves.
