(Minghui.org) I have been in the army for more than 20 years. I switched jobs to a local unit but maintained my cadre's leadership position.
I suffered from hepatitis B, a herniated disc, Meniere's disease, bronchitis, gastroenteritis, etc. Year after year, I sought medical treatments and was on innumerable medications. I was in physical and mental pain.
It was 1996 when a colleague recommended that I take up Falun Dafa practice. After only about three months, I was as if reborn. My health problems completely disappeared, and I was full of energy.
After the initial shock, my wife and my daughter quickly became practitioners, too. For over a decade, the three of us no longer remembered what being sick felt like, and our family and friends all marveled at the magic and beauty of Falun Dafa!
When the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched its evil campaign to stamp out Falun Dafa in July 1999, I remained steadfast in my faith, refused to be intimidated, and continued to tell others about Dafa and the persecution.
I've been persecuted several times, but I've found that if I maintain my righteous faith, the power of Dafa can be realized, and the old forces can be stopped.
I was taken to the city brainwashing center in 2003. The guard in charge of “transforming” me tried to force me to read propaganda materials that slandered Dafa. I refused. He didn’t know how to handle me, so he picked up the materials and read them out loud himself.
I told him firmly, “Those are all lies. Falun Dafa is the righteous way. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance teaches people to be good. I sincerely advise you not to read that. Reading that stuff is bad for you.”
He didn’t believe me and wouldn’t listen to a word I said. He continued to spend hours reading the propaganda aloud.
The next day when I saw him, I realized he couldn’t speak properly. I asked him what was wrong.
Embarrassed, he answered, “I have an ulcer in my mouth. It really hurts. I’m having difficulty talking and eating.”
I knew right away that it was “retribution in this lifetime,” so I told him, “You see, you shouldn’t have read that stuff. Didn’t you have an immediate reaction? I advise you not to read those materials anymore.”
He never read them to me again. After he came to understand the facts, when I would meditate and do my exercises, he would help by acting as my “sentry.”
When I was released from the brainwashing center, the local Domestic Security police continued to monitor my whereabouts. Once, I was out running an errand when I discovered a man following me on the sly.
I thought to myself, “What Dafa disciples do is honorable and right. If this person is really a CCP minion doing its evil bidding, let righteousness triumph over his maliciousness.”
As soon as my thought was formulated, I looked back and saw the man leaning against a railing, clutching his stomach and grimacing. How could he keep up with me in his state? I picked up my pace and walked on.
People often say that good and evil have their due retribution and that the gods will protect the righteous. Through these experiences, I have witnessed again and again the wonder of Dafa.
One time I was arrested and taken to a detention center. I was in a cold cell already crowded with thieves, robbers, drug dealers, and murderers. We all had to sleep on the damp floor. Anyone would be terrified of and shun such a place. I never could have imagined it.
That was also the first time I really understood what Master meant by the power of Buddha’s compassion when he says, “The Buddha-light illuminates everywhere and rectifies all abnormalities.” (Zhuan Falun)
When I was taken to the detention center, I was handcuffed together with a professional thief. I told him the about Falun Dafa and advised him to repent and be a good person. He agreed!
For the few days we were locked up in the same quarters, he took very good care of me. Before he was released, he told me that he had decided not only to go home and turn over a new leaf, but also to find the book Zhuan Falun and perhaps even practice Falun Dafa!
I was then assigned to another cell. Several brawny guys showed up to intimidate me, intending to forestall any possible insubordination. They ordered me to shout “report!” before I was allowed into the cell.
I stood up straight and told them, “I’m a Falun Dafa practitioner. I’ve not committed any crime.”
I proceeded to explain the persecution to them. I was surprised when one man handed me a stool so I could sit down. Meanwhile, the big guys all stepped aside.
I found out the man was the head of the cell. He listened until I finished talking and seemed very impressed.
In the ensuing days in the detention center, everybody was very courteous to me. I often told them about Dafa’s beauty and goodness. Many prisoners learned about Dafa.
When I was released, the head of my cell told me that a friend had already given him a copy of Zhuan Falun, and he asked his family to take good care of it. He also told me he had listened to everything I said and had decided that, when he got home, he would read the book carefully.
These experiences remind me of what Master says:
“When an evil-minded person is thinking of something bad, this person might change his mind due to the powerful effect of your field; he might then no longer want to commit the wrongdoing.” (Zhuan Falun)
Master also says:
“The other day I said that the Buddha-light illuminates everywhere and rectifies all abnormalities. In other words, the energy scattered from our bodies can rectify all abnormal conditions.” (Zhuan Falun)
In such a terrible place, Dafa is not only able to inspire people’s good thoughts, but also actually accords them the opportunity to obtain Dafa. This is truly the power of Falun Dafa!
My niece is a businesswoman. Every day she is busy rushing about, greeting clients and being nice to them. I told her about Dafa and the persecution, gave her informational CDs, and helped her withdraw her membership in the Communist Party. She, in turn, would often use her connections to help me deliver informational materials to Dafa practitioners in my hometown.
One time, her company hired a Dafa practitioner, who was later arrested by the local police. When my niece got wind of this, she used her connections and influence to rescue him. Because of her intercession, the practitioner was freed.
Not long after that, my niece and her husband were in a car accident. Their car fell off a bridge with the two of them still trapped inside, yet they escaped unscathed. Everyone thought it was a miracle.
Those who understand know that because she supports Dafa and is always willing to help save people, she and her husband were rewarded with the greatest blessing: the gift of life.