China Fahui | Master Always Protects Me
(Minghui.org) In early April 1999, there was a cultivation experience sharing conference held in our city. I talked about my experiences on stage and had to stop several times when I wept. Fellow practitioners were also touched and started to cry.
Three non-practitioner women walked by and said, “Wow! Wow!” Fellow practitioners asked them what happened. They replied, “The person on stage is our business leader's wife. How did she get like this?” “What was she like before?” “She used to look down on everyone and was a very tough lady. Falun Gong has changed her so much. It's wonderful!”
Before I began practicing Falun Gong, I always fought and competed for fame and personal gain, which harmed me physically and mentally. I developed colitis and was in a lot of pain. Conflicts in my family, illnesses, and pressure made me want to end my life. I was not able to sleep and was extremely depressed.
Fortunately, I obtained the Fa. Even now, I often cry when I think of how fortunate I was to become a Dafa practitioner. I remind myself to be diligent in cultivation so I can return home with Master.
1. Righteous Thoughts Bring about Good Results
-A Wagon Cannot Catch up with Me
I tell everyone how wonderful Dafa is. My husband bought a video player for me to promote Dafa.
I went to a village to spread Dafa in the winter of 1998, but I missed the bus home. The weather was freezing cold, but no one wanted to give me a ride. I had to walk toward home. I was getting closer and closer to the city, when I saw a horse-drawn wagon in front of me. The driver shouted, “I saw you in the village, but you have followed me all the way here as if you are flying. Are you a human or a divine being?” I replied, “I am a Falun Gong practitioner. It's a wonderful practice.” He said, “I know. There are also practitioners in my village.”
-Making Myself Disappear
On May 13, 2003, we decided to hang banners to celebrate World Falun Dafa Day. The police were aware that we had a plan that night. Two practitioners and I threw the largest banner onto a tree branch just as a police car drove up to us. They must have seen the banner. The car stopped in front of us.
I told the other practitioners to go to the other side of the street. I walked toward the police car. It was a quiet night and no one was out. I walked towards the police car and two officers got out. They walked towards me. Suddenly, a thought popped into my mind. “They cannot see me!” I slowly walked away from them. It seemed that they really could not see me and walked towards the tree instead.
2. Saving People
-The CEO Changed His Attitude
My company used to be the largest corporation in Asia. A young man fresh out of graduate school became our CEO. Atheism and the Party propaganda made him very much against Falun Gong. He threatened that anyone who practiced Falun Gong would be fired. In every all-employee meeting, he slandered Falun Gong.
The city mayor was ordered to arrest all practitioners who had been to Beijing to appeal. However, our CEO told the police to arrest every practitioner in our company.
Almost every practitioner was arrested. Those who were not arrested did not dare to return home. I took my child to wander around in snow during the day and lived in my relative's home at night.
Our CEO's wife gave birth to a baby who died a few days later, and this really shocked him. We were going to tell him about how it was wrong to persecute practitioners, but we weren't able to reach him. He never answered our phone calls or read the materials we sent him. What could we do? There was only one solution. We needed to write him a letter using our real names. Although it was risky for us, he might read it.
I spent days and nights to come up with a letter. Two fellow practitioners proofread it and they were both touched and wept. I put my heart into that letter. I knew that he would be saved if he read it.
A few days later, during another all-employee meeting, our CEO only talked about quality assurance and sales before he decided to end the meeting. Then the Party secretary added that the issue of Falun Gong had to be addressed. Our CEO simply put his face on the table and said nothing. The Party secretary had to grab the microphone and said, “Each department has to watch out for any Falun Gong practitioner.”
No more practitioners in my company were arrested. Our CEO decided to move me to the best department. He treated practitioners kindly after knowing the truth.
-I Save Everyone I Meet
A retired manager passed away. I was not going to attend his funeral, because I did not know him very well. However, it might be an opportunity to share Dafa with more people. At the funeral 25 people agreed to quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations. Most of them were business leaders and I seldom had the chance to talk to them personally.
I saw a dress that was nicely designed but it was too expensive. I waited until the store offered a discount. The salesgirl said it looked very nice on me and I told her the facts about Falun Gong. She agreed with what I said and thanked me.
The store manager told her, “She only has to pay 100 yuan.” “But the price is 150,” the girl said. “I know,” the manager replied. “You must know my manager very well,” the girl said to me. “No, I do not know him at all,” I told her. “The manager takes off 50 yuan for no reason. He might be someone that wants to know the truth.”
I walked over to the manager and asked, “Do you know me?” “No,” he replied. “Why are you giving me a discount?” I asked. He said, “I think you are a special person.” I said, “Yes, I am a Falun Gong practitioner.” “I could tell from your expressions while you were talking to the salesgirl.” I told him about Dafa, and he agreed to quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations.
-Clarify the Truth in Prison
A fellow practitioner was tortured in prison. His relative came to visit him and asked, “Were you beaten?” “Yes,” he said. When the guards overheard this, they beat him brutally. His relatives were not allowed to visit him again.
His family got a letter from the prison that the practitioner was very depressed. He was diagnosed with tuberculosis and his arm was broken. He was disabled. I went with his relatives to see him. We were going to negotiate with the warden to get him released on medical parole.
We met the deputy warden. Practitioner A gave him a brochure and he started to read it carefully. He shouted, “Who wrote this? What's the wicked party? You have to tell me all about it, or you won't be able to leave here!”
The practitioner's relatives were frightened and started to cry. Practitioner A was too afraid to say a word. A female officer came in. The deputy warden said to her, “Look at this. Your father is on here.” She was the daughter of the warden. I thought, “Master, please let her go so that we can tell him the facts.” Her cell phone rang and she went out and did not come back.
I started to joke around. “Who wrote it? Who do you think can write such things? We asked someone to write it. If we were able to write this and knew legal procedures, we wouldn't be here--we would be lawyers.” He smiled and took out a cigarette. “Lucky you! If someone else was here, you would be in trouble.”
I said, “You're about to retire in a few years. Why not do some good deeds to accumulate virtue for yourself? If you help us today, you can be proud and tell your grandchildren that you protected Falun Gong practitioners when they were persecuted. They would really speak highly of you! If you refuse to help us, what would you gain? Attorneys say it is not against the law to practice Falun Gong. Maybe a new leader in China will allow us to practice again.” He laughed and wrote something on a paper. He locked the door and said, “This is the application. You just have to copy what I wrote and take it to that person.”
It was noon. It would be great if we could have something to eat and take a break. A girl walked toward us. I asked, “We've come to visit our family. We won't see him until this afternoon. Would you please give us some food?”
“Give me one second,” she said. She checked with her boss and said, “My boss agreed. Come with me! We prepare food for all the prison leaders. They have finished their lunch. We still have some veggies. We will make that for you. There's a bed in that room. You can take a break there.” We were served multiple dishes and had a good lunch.
-In the Prison Administration
Practitioner M and I went to the prison administration bureau to submit the application. We passed multiple security checks and found the department we were looking for.
There were only two employees and the waiting line was quite long. “How can I help you?” the receptionist asked. “My husband was tortured and disabled in prison because he practiced Falun Gong,” his wife said. “Falun Gong? It's not our concern!” the receptionist said with anger.
The practitioner's wife and M said all kinds of good things, but they still refused to take the case. I asked Master for help. “The law should also protect Falun Gong. To practice Falun Gong is not against any law. You can verify it!” I said. The receptionist didn't say anything.
I continued, “Please help us and report the case. If you help us today, you are helping a whole family!”
I cried. So did the receptionist. She asked, “Why did he practice?” I said, “It's a long story. Ten years ago, he was diagnosed with an incurable disease and was not able to afford the medical expenses. He recovered from it after practicing Falun Gong.”
“Is that true? Is that why people are still practicing it despite the persecution. I will certainly report your case to my boss. May I have you number? I will inform you once I get the confirmation.” She walked with us to the gate and saw us off.
-Master Protects Me in a Dangerous Situation
Practitioner B was detained in a labor camp in 2000. Many practitioners that visited her were also detained.
I was afraid and did not want to go. Practitioner L rented a car and convinced me to go. I told the security guard that I was B's sister. However, her sister also came to visit on the same day!
Her sister showed me her identification and I did not know what to say. The officer shouted at me, “Who are you? Are you a Falun Gong practitioner?” I said I was her colleague.
Her sister said, “Are you Yan?” “Yes, I am,” I replied. She told the officer that I was her sister's close friend. I asked Master for help, and the officer let me go.
I looked inward and found many attachments. A practitioner was crying in front of her husband who was detained there. I cried with her, but knew I should not have been affected by sentimentality.
Twenty practitioners were illegally arrested in 2004. Their families asked that they be released. The coordinator let me go with them. I did not know any of those practitioners but followed their families into the detention center. A guard asked me, “Who are you visiting? What's your relationship? Do you practice Falun Gong?” I did not know what to say. A family member said, “My dear aunt, it is enough that I visit him. You would cry and mess everything up.” The guard let me go back.
The guard asked me the same question when I went to visit them again. I was locked between two electric doors for 40 minutes. My mind was very clear and I kept sending righteous thoughts. I was finally let go.
Without Master's compassionate help, I would not be able to continue my cultivation practice. Master has given me so much and I will be more diligent in studying the Fa and saving people to repay Master.
Thank you, Master!