(Minghui.org) I have been practicing Falun Dafa for more than 10 years and have come to appreciate the inner peace and tranquility obtained from cultivation. Under Master's care and guidance, I have witnessed many extraordinary things.
I decided to paint truth clarification messages on telephone poles one night next to a busy road. However, it was so dark that night that I was not able to see the poles clearly, and I would not be able to paint the words. Looking up at the pitch black sky, I asked Master to provide me with two stars to light my way.
Just as I finished this thought, I lowered my head and noticed that the poles were now visible, and two stars were shining in the sky. I thanked Master for helping me.
Before spray painting the message, I clarified the truth to the poles. I told them to protect each word sprayed on them and not let it be erased by the evil forces. I then painted "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good; Falun Dafa is good; Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa," asking that each and every word would enter the heart of every person traveling past.
The next day, my relative and I went to inspect the words I had painted, and we were happy to see they had turned out well.
I chanced across the same road seven or eight years later. The poles now looked weather beaten, but the words I had painted on them remained bright and clear. The person I was traveling with saw those poles and immediately recited, “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good; Falun Dafa is good; Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa!” I recalled the stars Master had given me that night, and my heart swelled with unspeakable gratitude!
I once went with a practitioner to the countryside to distribute informational materials about the persecution of Falun Dafa. After dinner, we went out together with my cousin and his daughter. Only after we began walking did we realize that we had no experience in navigating unlit mountain paths. Plus, even when we put our hands in front of us, we were unable to see our fingers clearly, and we walked with uncertain steps in the pitch black darkness of the road. Under these circumstances, how were we to distribute the materials?
Our fellow practitioner said, “Don't worry, Master will help us.” Soon after, the moon appeared in the sky, growing larger and larger, illuminating the mountain road and village in light as bright as day! We spread out and managed to distribute the materials to every house in the village.
As we finished, a low whistle sounded and we looked up to see a colorful cloud slowly descending. The cloud gradually descended beyond our field of vision below the mountain. The fellow practitioner said, “This is a good thing. I have seen similar scenes while sending forth righteous thoughts to clear the evil.” My cousin said, “Having lived to such an old age, this is the first time I've seen such a huge moon. This amazing item that fell from the sky—this is truly miraculous.”
It was nearly 5:00 a.m. by the time we finished distributing all the materials we brought. At this point, the moon began to dim before disappearing. While I rode the 6:00 a.m. bus home, I noticed many people gathered in small groups, talking while holding the materials. I hoped that these sentient beings would be saved!
A few days later, a distant relative of ours who lived in that village, paid a visit to my home. He commented that although so many days had elapsed, every household was still abuzz and discussing Falun Dafa. The majority of the people were convinced that Falun Dafa is good. However, some people said that Falun Dafa practitioners look down on the poor and love the rich.
I was shocked and grew anxious. How could this be? My relative replied, “The DVDs were distributed to only those living in multi-story houses. The single story homes were excluded. Of course people would notice!”
After reflecting inward, I had to admit it was our fault. We were blinded by the preconceived notion that bigger houses would possess a DVD player and not smaller ones. Afraid of wasting precious truth clarification resources, we did not distribute DVDs to every house. My relative's words served as a reminder that sentient beings were anxiously waiting for our truth clarification materials.
News came to those of us living in the city that the only two practitioners living in a county a few hours away had been arrested. I made arrangements with another practitioner to distribute a large amount of truth clarification materials in the area.
The rugged terrain was difficult to navigate, as both of us had no experience traveling on mountain paths. Some people had built their homes midway or on the top of the mountain. With no flat or smooth roads to travel on, we had great difficulty reaching them. At night, we found a simple hostel to stay in. Only then did we discover that our feet were bruised from our travels. We ignored the pain and resumed delivering materials at daybreak.
By noon, we had only a small amount of materials left. Suddenly, we heard the sound of police sirens in the distance, and guessed that one of the residents had called the police. Coincidentally, we had reached the side of a main road, and we decided to flag down a car to take us away. However, we noticed a black car heading toward us. Feeling that something was amiss, we turned and headed back up the hill instead.
But faced with the huge mountain before us, we were unable to move, especially with our feet in such pain. We decided to turn back to the main road. At that moment, the black police car had also turned around, and we were arrested.
Along the way, we saw a lot of armed police inspecting passing vehicles. One of the officers placed a call and reported, “We have captured them; everyone can withdraw.” It was actually an amusing scene. Did they really need to mobilize so many officers to capture two harmless people?
After we were arrested, I recalled the dream I had the first night of our stay in the mountains: Evildoers had been chasing us, but we managed to shake them off by heading up into the mountains. Was this not Master's hint for us to escape through mountains? I had not given it a second thought. If we had not been afraid of enduring the hardship, we would have been able to escape through the mountain pass.
My fellow practitioner found it hard to understand why the residents had called the police and blamed them for our predicament. I said, “Do not blame them, for they are the most pitiful beings. If they knew the truth, even under threat of death, they still would not betray us.” After uttering these words, my body felt incredibly light and comfortable.
In prison I was anxious about the situation. If everyone was imprisoned, how were we to clarify the truth? I requested to be released. I thought that only Master had the right to decide! We were released nine days later and walked out of the prison.
While at a relative's home one day, I spotted some fresh cabbage in the front yard. Everyone knows that I love to eat cabbage. I plucked a huge handful and cooked a dish for lunch.
Strangely, none of my relatives ate from that dish, even though they watched me eating it. I started feeling intense discomfort around 2:00 p.m. Although I suffered from nausea, I was unable to vomit, and the area around my stomach began to burn intensely. From these aggressive symptoms, I realized that my condition was life threatening.
I started to send forth righteous thoughts, and said loudly, “I entrust my life to Master; only Master has the right to decide for me.” I felt much better after saying that. I saw someone passing by and called out for help.
The entire village heard what happened and came to inquire about the situation. My relative suddenly realized what had happened. “She was eating cabbage this morning and afternoon,” he said. “But that cabbage was sprayed with pesticide, and she ate it even before it dried.”
The villagers then berated him: “Why didn't you say anything? What pesticide did you apply?” My relative replied, “I don't know why I didn't think of warning her. The pesticide is ammonium phosphate.”
Isn't ammonium phosphate extremely poisonous? I panicked and my stomach began to hurt more intensely. I asked Master to save me.
The villagers urged me to go to the hospital, warning me that it would be lethal and not to be taking this lightly. I replied that I would be fine, and told them to return home. Master would take care of me. At this point, a violent thunderstorm and heavy rain began. The villagers left for their homes.
I started sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the interfering factors. I endured wave after wave of pain so intense that my tears fell one after another, all the while regretting my attachment to cabbage.
Several hours later I started to feel better. Only then did I notice I was unable to move my arms! I looked and saw that my forearms and hands were entirely black. Then waves of cool air emanated from my fingernails, removing the poison. I was ecstatic and thanked Master for saving me!
The next morning, the villagers were astounded to see that I had recovered, strengthening their belief in the miracles of Falun Dafa. After they saw what happened, I was able to persuade many of them to quit the Chinese Communist Party.