(Minghui.org) I would like to discuss “spreading the message of hope over hundreds of miles” during Fa-rectification. I wish to share my experience of being strengthened by Master's compassion, witnessing the power of Dafa firsthand, and the inspiration when people withdraw from the Party. I am humbly writing this to thank Master for His grace.
Enlightenment from Master
I had a very clear dream in mid-September 2011. In the dream, I passed by a very shabby house and heard miserable cries coming from within, so I stopped to take a look. Several sick people, who had been sleeping on the floor, were screaming. I asked them where were they from, and they moaned and groaned. They were in agony and told me that they had come from hundreds of miles away to find work. That wretched scene moved me to tears. I could not sleep after waking from the dream and started to study the Fa. I suddenly realized that the place I saw in my dream was my childhood hometown, and the people were the descendants of Qi Jiguang. I have a special predestined relationship with the people there. I now understand what Master said,
“All sentient beings are waiting to be saved, and I can tell you something certain. If Dafa disciples don’t act to save them, those people, no matter in what corner of the world they may be, will have no hope unless you go to save them.” (“Fa Teaching Given at the NTDTV Meeting”)
Traveling Hundreds of Miles to Spread the Message of Hope
I decided to waste no time, and immediately returned to my childhood hometown. I concentrated on sending forth righteous thoughts well on the first day. I loaded a very large bag with a variety of truth clarifying materials, including small booklets, the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, a variety of small CDs, and amulets. I went to the train station very early the next morning. The entire way there I kept repeating, “Please strengthen your disciple, Master!” My righteous thoughts were very strong. I passed two major checkpoints and scanning inspections, and rode the train heading hundreds of miles away to the mountains.
During the journey, my mind was filled with many thoughts, “I am shouldering this important historic task and bringing these priceless, good messages to save people in my hometown." I had left that place decades ago, a place where I had suffered many hardships during my childhood. I persuaded nine people on the train to do the three withdrawals.
After traveling by train for 14 hours, I transferred to a car the next morning and passed by a river, traveled over the mountains, and then had to walk several miles to reach the small village. When the villagers heard that I was coming, they stood on the small hill early that morning, waiting for me. Finally, after waiting for three hours, they saw me coming and they all surrounded me. After decades of being away from my hometown, I felt a surge of affection to see it.
The villagers there are very hospitable, and in less than twenty minutes, all the people in the whole village came. The large living room was packed with people. I knew in my heart that Master had arranged for them to be saved. I seized the opportunity and clarified the truth to them. I began talking about the CCP's Land Reform in the 1950s, the Anti-Rightist Movement, the “Three-Year Natural Disaster,” the Cultural Revolution, and the Tiananmen Square Massacre, as well as the CCP's persecution of Falun Gong.
I said, “The Tiananmen Self-immolation was staged. There's a unique, naturally-occurring stone in Zhangbu Township in Pingtang, Guizhou Province, which displays characters that say 'The Chinese Communist Party Perishes.' This is heaven's compassionate warning, telling people they must turn away from wickedness and quit the evil CCP and all its affiliated organizations. As a child you were forced to raise your hand and swear that you would struggle your entire lives for the sake of the CCP. When heaven eliminates the CCP, you will all become nothing more than funeral offerings. Is that all your life is worth? You should immediately do the three withdrawals for your own safety. You can use a pseudonym in lieu of your real names.”
I had barely finished speaking when the villagers all said in surprise, “It seems that we do not know anything!” The words from the remarkable book Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party deeply touched the villagers' hearts. Those in the house began chatting and talking, “We didn't know about this. This news is so fresh and startling. We were kept in the dark.”
Words can't describe this touching scene. One villager stood on a bench, shouting, “Quick! Write my real name! From today onward, I have quit the evil Party and all its organizations.” The whole house was buzzing with excitement. Some asked that I write down the names of their grandchildren's wives, and one villager ran in from outside, saying, “Don't forget my name!” In an instant, more than fifty people in the house had done the “three withdrawals.” I truly understood the feelings of those sentient beings who were yearning so much to understand the truth and be saved.
As night gradually fell, it was already six in the evening, and it began drizzling outside. I seized the time to go to another village to spread the truth about Dafa. I looked up at the sky and asked the rain to stop, and to cooperate with me to save sentient beings.
After a few minutes, the rain really stopped and I set off again. However, the small mountainous roads were very slippery, and I had to climb up them. It had already turned dark, and I fell off a small hill, but the villagers caught me. I was not hurt, just incurring a small scratch on my leg that hurt slightly when I walked. I thought of my historic mission and the extraordinary predestined relationship with the people who lived there, so this hardship did not matter.
When I reached a small village, the villagers had prepared a delicious dinner. After dinner, everyone sat around me in a circle and I knew that they were there to listen to the truth and were hoping to be saved. After not seeing each other for several decades, the villagers were exceptionally affectionate when I came. I said, “I came here from hundreds of miles away to bring you a message of hope and bring the truth about Dafa. My wish is that you will have a better future.”
The mindsets of the rural people are very pure and simple, and they listened quietly and attentively to what I said. One villager said loudly, “The CCP is very evil. Look, everyone, which official in our village is not corrupt? They use the money they extort from us to eat, drink, whore, gamble, and do all kinds of shameful things. I have long wanted to quit this evil Party. I hope that everyone here will quickly grab a pen. Opportunity knocks but once!”
This villager helped me to clarify the truth. More than forty people in the room immediately quit the Party, including their children and grandchildren of three generations. They thanked me again and said, “You came all the way here to bring us such a precious good message. How do we repay you!” I said, “I don't want anything in return. I hope that you will be saved after understanding the truth about Dafa. Please remember to sincerely say, 'Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!' and say it often. The Buddhas will bless you and you will be spared from harm.”
The majority of the people there are Buddhists, and everyone believes when they hear the truth. It was already 11:00 p.m. and people had gradually left, but one older man stood nearby and did not want to leave. I walked up to him and said, “It's late. You should hurry home.” He took my hand and held it tightly and said with tears in his eyes, “You came here from far away and brought us such precious gifts, and clarified the truth about Falun Gong. Today, I finally understand that you are all good people! I thank you on behalf of the village people!”
I said, “There is no need to thank me. I hope that you will tell the truth to the whole village and to people who have yet to hear about the truth. Tell the whole village to often recite, 'Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!'” It was already midnight and I looked at the back of this old man as he slowly walked away.
Thanking Master for His Grace
Fatigued, I soon fell asleep. Suddenly, a voice called me. I switched on the light and saw that it was half past one in the morning. A spider the size of a large bowl with two green eyes and legs as thick as chopsticks was staring at me. It leaped towards me. It was followed by black, odd-shaped monsters such as small bats, moths, and centipedes that lined up behind it. This small mess of dark minions and rotten demons was very cunning, and they lunged at me all at once.
I was not at all afraid, and my main consciousness was very clear. I quickly shouted for Master, “Please come and save your disciple!” as I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the old forces that were using these remnants to keep me from saving sentient beings. The evil was furious and could not wait to kill me. However, these large and small rotten demons were unable to get onto my body. In less than five minutes, that big spider ran away squeaking and screaming and disappeared. The mess of small odd-shaped dark minions and rotten demons saw that something was amiss and they became chaotic and all started fleeing. I continued to sit there and send forth righteous thoughts.
When dawn arrived at five the next morning, I saw many of those big and small spiders lying dead on the side of the corridor. However, I did not see the large spider.
When I think back on that scene, I feel a bit scared. Thank you, Master, for Your compassionate and constant care. It is difficult to imagine what would have happened that night otherwise.
Snatching People from the Old Forces
As I did not rest well that first night, I felt slightly tired, but I was still in good spirits, and my mind was filled with thoughts of helping Master rectify the Fa and save more sentient beings. The villagers lined up the next morning and welcomed me. The simple feelings cannot be adequately expressed. One by one I handed them the materials I had brought which contained the messages of hope, and I told them it was the most precious gift I could give, and that I had traveled many miles to bring it to them. I then clarified the truth about Falun Gong to them. The villagers are very kindhearted, and after speaking with them, I knew that there was quite a large area where there are no practitioners. Especially these people in the remote mountain areas have never heard the truth about Falun Gong. None of them had seen these truth clarifying materials before and these sentient beings were yearning for us to save them. Later, the villagers picked up pens, many of them with families of three generations, and all did the “three withdrawals.” I told them that after they returned home, they had to urge their children and grandchildren to agree with the withdrawals. Because the place is so remote, I seized the time to go to two more villages, and helped more than a hundred people quit the Party and its affiliated organizations. They used their real names and helped all their relatives with pseudonyms do the three withdrawals. My trip was not wasted.
I suddenly received an urgent call from home asking me to return quickly. I realized that this was the old forces attempting to keep me from saving people--good and evil are always in a battle. After taking the call, my mind was a blank and I had only one thought, “Help Master rectify the Fa and save people quickly, and snatch people away from the old forces.” The villagers prepared a hot meal, and after eating I went to several villagers' homes nearby. When I took out my truth clarifying materials and the Nine Commentaries, the villagers rushed forward and took them from my hands. After the people in these few houses finished listening to the facts, 90% of them did the “three withdrawals.”
At four in the afternoon, there was one more village I had not visited. I silently asked for Master's arrangement. Suddenly, an older man appeared and pulled me to his side and whispered, “Your home has urgently called, you should return quickly!” I gathered up all the truth clarifying materials and handed them to the old man and entrusted him to pass them to another village and help Master save people. I told him that the merit he would receive is boundless. He nodded and said, “You came here from so far away. I know why you are here. Please don't worry!” When we tearfully and reluctantly parted, the villagers led me to a small ridge road. I told them repeatedly that they must remember, “Often recite Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”
“It is your Master that sent the car to pick you up”
The village is remote, and I had to walk several hours to reach the provincial capital to buy a train ticket. It was already four in the afternoon. What should I do? I sat next to the road, sent forth righteous thoughts, and silently asked Master, “I don't know what has happened back home, but I must hurry to the provincial capital today to buy my train ticket.”
Ten minutes later, as I sat by the side of the village road, I heard a car honking and honking. Was it honking at me? This could not be, as the road was very bumpy and not suitable for a car to travel. How could a car drive down it? I kept my eyes closed and continued sending forth righteous thoughts. The car kept honking non-stop. A villager ran over and urged me to get into the car, “The driver agreed to take you to the provincial capital.” I looked back and saw a mini van. The villagers whispered into my ear, “No car has ever come to our village path. This is your Master who sent the car from heaven to pick you up.” The villagers looked at me with smiles as they thought this was very magical.
By eight that evening, the driver enthusiastically took me to the train station. All the train tickets for that day had been sold and it was already getting dark. However, my heart was bright and full of gratitude to Master. Under Master's strengthening and care, the joyful scene of the sentient beings being saved kept echoing in my mind.
Encouragement from Master
During the brief four days of “spreading the good message,” there was joy, bitterness, and happiness. Most importantly, due to Master's strengthening and care I was able to save the sentient beings that live there. Most of the sentient beings there are Buddhist devotees and respect heaven. They have deep predestined relationships with gods and Buddhas, thus it was quite easy when I clarified the truth about Dafa and asked them to do the three withdrawals. Most of them did the three withdrawals, a total of over 140 people. Seeing how excited and moved the villagers were to understand the truth, and how they were spiritually and profoundly moved when doing the three withdrawals, allowed me to truly understand the feelings people have when they are being saved. The people who live there had been waiting and yearning for the truth of Dafa.
The day before I left the region where I had lived as a child, I woke up at ten minutes to four that morning to do the exercises. In an instant, I saw a very huge Falun in the colors of red, orange, yellow, green, sky-blue, blue, and purple, whirring and rotating. Suddenly, half the sky turned red like fire, like a burning torch in that place – in the direction of the few small villages where I had gone to spread the good message (towards the West). As I stood there, tears ran down me cheeks and blurred my vision. I truly felt that the Fa was rectifying the human world and that Master was doing Fa-rectification there and encouraging me. The sentient beings there were saved.
Looking back over the journey to my hometown in the autumn of 2011, I really understand that I was the beneficiary of Master's compassionate arrangement, care, and strengthening at all times. I should cultivate solidly and elevate my xinxing during the process of saving sentient beings. I experienced a huge improvement and a feeling of melting into the Fa. When I did the exercises and meditation every day hence, my whole body felt like a ball of fire, drumming and vibrating, and I felt that I was floating wherever I walked. However, I knew deeply that I was far away from Master's requirements. As a veteran disciple at the end of Fa-rectification, I must be more steadfast and diligent, fulfill my prehistoric vows, and return to my home with Master.