(Minghui.org) I have been cultivating Falun Dafa for over ten years, and have completely regained my health. I am approaching my seventies, full of energy with a healthy glow on my face. I work in a factory, and abide by the principles of the Fa, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, in everything I do. The factory director trusts me completely because of my upright manner and character.
In August of 2001, I was illegally arrested and held in a detention center for half a month. When I went back to work, the factory director was not there, and the secretary did not allow me to return, insisting that I had to write a guarantee statement not to practice. I refused. When the factory director returned, I asked him if I could return to my job. He replied, “What is wrong with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance? I cannot always abide by truth, but I can abide by compassion and forbearance. You are a good person. Come, continue working for us!”
But the secretary hated me, and he began cursing as soon as he saw two practitioners together. He claimed that whatever the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) is against is always bad, and whatever the CCP supports must be good. I replied, “Secretary, I have been here long enough for you to know yourself whether I am a good person or not. You should also realize how I regained my health after practicing Falun Gong.”
Shortly after that, nine policemen came to the factory to arrest me. I told them loudly, “I did not commit any crime. You are committing the crime, arresting people at work – you are wrong!” They took several of us Dafa practitioners to the local police station. There, they punched us, kicked us and slapped our faces repeatedly. They continued this abuse for two hours, breaking one of my teeth. In a malicious manner, one of the policemen said, “I will cut off all your hair, pour gasoline on you and burn you alive, just like the 'Tiananmen Self Immolation!'”
I replied, "You are the ones who staged the so-called 'Tiananmen Self Immolation,' that is the reason why we need to clarify the truth.” Then he went on, saying, “I am going to strip off your clothes and humiliate you.” I replied, “Go right ahead, do it in a busy intersection. Let the citizens all witness your evil!” They became furious, got up and beat me with all their strength. Blood was dripping out of my mouth, and I was bruised from head to toe. Later, covered with blood, they released me. When I returned to the factory, the director saw me covered with wounds, and was very upset, “You should wear shorts and go out in the street, let others see how vicious those so called policemen are! They beat you, an elderly lady, how evil!” Then he told me to go to the back of the factory (staff dormitory) to study the Fa, do the Falun Gong exercises and get well before returning to work. He said he would watch over the gate and handle it if the police came back to stir up more trouble. When the police came to extort money from the factory because of me, the factory director asked them what I did that was wrong, and why would they beat me to such an extent. He refused to give them any money.
This kind factory director supported me completely. The production at his factory was improving all the time. I often clarified the truth to him and he was in favor of Dafa. One day I showed him a picture of Dafa practitioner "A" who was persecuted to the point of losing her sanity. I told him the situation, “She was arrested shortly after she gave birth to her baby. She was repeatedly raped at the brainwashing center and suffered a mental breakdown. Her husband was sent to a labor camp, her son could not go to school, her entire family became homeless.” As I kept on talking, the factory director was moved to tears and told me to bring this family to live in the factory. He said we would just tell everyone that they are my relatives.
The family came and lived in a dormitory behind the factory. The director let them live in a two-bedroom apartment free of charge and gave them living expenses. He did everything he could to make their stay comfortable and stress free.
The factory director knew the truth. He wrote his withdrawal from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations with an alias “Xiong Mingbai (bear understand).” He was blessed for his kind deeds. He was in two car accidents with no injuries. In the first accident, his car rear-ended the car in front of them. He was thrown out of the car door, yet no harm was done to him. The front of the car was totally smashed. Another passenger had to have surgery, followed by another surgery due to a needle that was left inside. I talked to this passenger about withdrawing from the CCP, and he then agreed, and his entire family joined him. They were all retired military personnel. He has had no trouble since then.
The second car accident occurred when a cargo truck hit the factory director's car. The car was turned around by the truck, but he was fine. He hangs Falun Gong amulets in his car and his business has grown more and more prosperous. Several foreign companies do business with him. He also treats his workers well. Most of the factory workers all withdrew from the CCP and related organizations, except for a few young employees who are new to the factory.
The secretary was a totally different person from the factory director. He stated that he was an atheist, and he hated Dafa. He tore down Dafa messages whenever he saw them, and monitored all the fellow practitioners and me very closely. He refused to listen to the truth about Dafa, and forbade the factory workers from wearing Dafa amulets. His health was poor; I often saw him taking medicine.
In August of 2009, this secretary took twenty people outdoors on the nearby mountain, to carry out an experiment for work. After lunch, without any warning, he fell to the ground as if dead. The factory director was scared and once again moved to tears. He tried to revive him with a pinch to the “renzhong” (an acupuncture point to arouse a comatose patient). It took an hour before the secretary woke up.
Later, the secretary told me his experience while unconscious. He said, “I was a twelve-year-old boy. I saw the factory director doing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on me, then I left my body. I went to a beautiful place, where the road was paved with white jade, the trees and flowers were beautiful, and I had a great time playing there.” I asked him, “Did you see anyone bad there?” He said he did not. I thought perhaps there was still hope to save him, and I clarified the truth to him again. He still refused to withdraw from the CCP. However, he did agree that people have souls.
Once, shortly after he tore down the “Falun Dafa is good” sign from the factory door, his hand began to ache the very next day. His hand ached so badly that he could not write. I told him that he did something wrong and he needed to confess. He did, and his hand stopped aching. I tried to persuade him again, reminding him that he is sick all the time and if he would quit the CCP his health would improve. He did not believe me. I clarified the truth to him again, this time in a letter. I sent forth righteous thoughts to him to eliminate the evil that was preventing him from being saved.
In October of the same year, this secretary again went to do the experiment on the mountain like earlier in the year. Again, without warning, he passed out and fell to the ground. When he woke up, he stated that he again left his body. This time he was very young. The scenery was once again very beautiful. He played for an hour and returned. I tried to enlighten him again, “Atheism is wrong, humans have souls. When a person dies, he only discards his flesh body; life does not end, and he will still go through reincarnation.”
He did find it quite interesting that his soul was able to leave his body and play, while his body was passed out, twice.
Later, after witnessing how the factory director took good care of Dafa practitioners, he gradually listened to some truth clarification. He still refused to withdraw from the CCP, and he still took a lot of medicine. His stomach ached often and bothered him a great deal.
In 2010, the secretary came to me and asked me how to withdraw from the Party. I immediately asked him to say “I, xxx, quit the CCP and all related organizations, and heaven is my witness.” He did, and from that point on, his stomach no longer hurt. I didn't see him take any more medicine. I told him, “After you withdrew from the Party, your future changed; Buddha will take care of you from now on.”
It took me ten years to save the secretary. I deeply understand how difficult it was for Master to descend to the human level and provide salvation; it is truly hard.
My job is not done, I will try my best to clarify the truth of Dafa, and help those who are still not clear about the truth to learn, be saved, and have a wonderful future.
