(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa after I heard three stories. Two were about being slapped in the face, and one was about the installation of a door.

Our factory employed a scoundrel who sowed discord. The workers talked about him in 2002, and someone said, “Although nobody dares to offend him, he fears Mr. Zhang. That scoundrel noticed an older worker whose looks he didn't like. He just walked over to that man and kicked him. The older man didn’t dare say anything. Mr. Zhang saw it. He walked over to that scoundrel, slapped him in the face, and chewed him out. The scoundrel didn't dare say a word.”

When I met Mr. Zhang, I mentioned this story. He smiled and said, “That took place before I started to practice Falun Dafa. Practitioners in this cultivation school do not fight back when beaten or sworn at. I no longer react as I did then.”

He then told me a story about an older lady we knew at work who was usually quite unreasonable. She was not happy with her pay rise, so she ran into his office, slapped his face, and then stormed out. When she realized that she had made a mistake and returned to apologize, he told her not to worry, that he was a Falun Dafa practitioner.

Practitioners Are Good People

I saw a photo on Mr. Zhang’s desk and asked him about it. He answered, “He was a Falun Dafa practitioner from our region who was persecuted to death.”

I was frightened and worried for Mr. Zhang. That was when he told me another story. He said that he and other practitioners used to study the Falun Dafa teachings and do the exercises in a gym. Many people came to do the exercises, but there was only one restroom. The restroom was filthy, and everyone was reluctant to use it. The Falun Dafa practitioners cleaned the floor and the walls in that restroom. A door was missing, so Mr. Zhang found one and installed it.

I was greatly touched by this. I thought, “Falun Dafa teaches people to be good. This is what I am looking for.” Eager to learn Dafa, I asked Mr. Zhang for a copy of Zhuan Falun and took it home.

“No matter how difficult it is, I must pass this test”

My soul was cleansed after I read Zhuan Falun once, and I realized that Dafa was really good. I studied the Fa at home whenever I had time, but my husband started to worry.

“You are doing a dangerous thing,” he said. “Someone at work who practiced Falun Dafa and printed informational literature lost his job, his wife divorced him, and he was sent to prison. If you practice, you will ruin not only yourself but also our family. Please don't read that book.”

He talked to me all evening. Because he begged me so earnestly, I promised that I would not read the book again. I sealed it up with tape and put it in a box. Master said: “ ... perhaps you will no longer be able to part with this book, nor will you be for the rest of your life.” (“Teaching the Fa at the Conference in Houston”)

I always thought about the book, until I finally decided that this was such a good Fa that I had to read it. I removed the seal and the first sentence I saw was, “Usually, once a person enters the door of cultivation practice, he will want to continue.” (Zhuan Falun) With tears streaming down my face, I felt that Master knew me and I thanked Him.

When my husband noticed that I was reading Zhuan Falun again, he asked me not to study it. I was determined to study the Fa, so he changed his behavior. He came home for meals and then went to a social network bar. After work, I did all the household chores, put our child to bed, and then copied the Fa until I heard my husband open the door.

Although I made progress in understanding the Fa, I often thought about my husband's behavior and wondered, “If a divine being came across this, what would he or she do?”

My resentment toward my husband finally erupted over some trivial thing. During the quarrel, my husband told his father that I practiced Falun Dafa, and he in turn told my father. My father got angry and shouted at me over the phone.

He came to our home and tried to persuade me to give up Dafa, but I kept silent. He began to curse at me, but I remained unmoved. He got very sad, knelt down in front of me, and begged, “I kneel down to beg you not to practice Falun Dafa. If you are arrested, you will lose your job and your family, and you will ruin your life.”

I did not know how to deal with this, so I knelt down before him. No matter what he said, I said nothing. Then he beat me, but I remained unmoved. He got even angrier and hit me harder. My husband stopped him, and I ran out of the house to find a fellow practitioner. Worried that something would happen to me, my husband followed me. When I reached the other practitioner's home, I started to cry bitterly. The practitioner told me, “You should give in first.” That was not what I wanted to hear.

My husband and I did not speak on the way home. I thought, “Maybe there will be another storm when I get home. If I cannot overcome this first obstacle, the second one will be more difficult to overcome. No matter how difficult it is, I must pass this test.” This thought was perhaps in line with the Fa principle at the level I was at that time. When we got home, my father said hello and then left as if nothing had happened.

My Falun Dafa books were gone. My father told me that he had put them in the trash, but they were not in the trash. I went to my father's house after a sleepless night and found the books on the balcony. I took them home.

My husband asked for a divorce in front of our parents.

“I am a Falun Dafa practitioner and I am not attached to money,” I said. “I can leave you everything except our child.” He did not expect that I would agree to a divorce, and was flustered and exasperated.

When he asked me for a divorce again, I thought, “Dafa asks me to be a good person and I have done nothing wrong. A Dafa practitioner should have the same rights as anyone else.”

“It is all right for me to get divorced, but half of the property in this house should be mine,” I said. “Whether it is a television or a washing machine, if you want it, you have to saw it in half and leave the other half here.”

He couldn't hold back his laughter. The storm passed, and our tribulations were over.

Opportunities to Talk about Falun Dafa

Refurnishing my house was an excellent opportunity to tell people about Falun Dafa and ask them to quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations. I went to the market to find materials. When I asked about prices, I talked to the people in the shops about Falun Dafa. Sometimes up to five of the salespeople listened to me at one time and quit the CCP.

Whenever I visited the market, I would bring home a list of people's names who had quit the CCP. I also clarified the facts about Falun Dafa everywhere, such as when I waited for a bus, on the buses, in taxis, and any place I visited.

I did not miss a single chance to try to persuade the workers who came to decorate my house to quit the CCP. Sometimes my husband asked me to see him outside the room to stop me from talking about Falun Dafa. He was afraid that I would be reported to the police. But I smiled and said not to worry. I decided not to talk to people in front of him.

Four women came to clean our windows, but my husband didn't leave the whole day. I was worried because I didn’t have a chance to clarify the facts to them. I asked my husband to deal with the installation of the doors, which was a reasonable excuse to get him out of the house. After he left, I successfully persuaded the four women to quit the CCP.

Copying Falun Dafa Books Helps in Cultivation

Since I started to cultivate 12 years ago, I have benefited the most from copying the Fa. I have copied all of Master’s teachings three times. The more I copy the Fa, the more I believe in Master and the Fa. Copying the Fa has removed a lot of my attachments and evil factors from the CCP culture.

When I first started to copy the Fa, my writing was sloppy. A practitioner reminded me that I should copy the Fa with respect by writing each word neatly. Now when I copy the Fa, I only use regular script and sit up straight.

Master said: “ ... as to matters of ordinary people, there’s nothing that would make me happiest, but when I hear or see students sharing their experiences, that is when I feel most gratified. (“Teaching the Fa at the Conference in the Midwest-U.S.”)

Tears filled my eyes as I copied these words. I want to do something to make Master feel most gratified. This is the first time that I have written an experience sharing article.

Thank you, Master!
Thank you, my fellow practitioners!