A Former Serviceman's Cultivation Stories
(Minghui.org) I used to serve in the armed forces and learned lots of martial arts to subdue enemies. I knew various ways to capture a person and ancient techniques like the iron palm. I was strong enough to break bricks with my bare hands.
After the persecution of Falun Gong started in 1999, I was sentenced for my belief in Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong) three times, totaling 7 years. I was beaten by other inmates during my detention, but I never used my combat skills to hit them back because I must follow Dafa's principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Tolerance.
Treating Inmates with Compassion
I was pulled out of my bed by an inmate one night. He started punching and kicking me as soon as I was down. He then used his shoe to slap my face and head until I was bleeding out of my left eye.
I was so angry and wanted to take his life, but two figures suddenly appeared in front of me in another dimension. One of them said, “Don't fight back when you’re beaten or sworn at.” The other person said, “It’s humiliating for a martial artist to be beaten by another. Kill him.”
Tears rolled down my face, as I remembered what Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, had taught us. I began to recite the Fa and endured the beatings.
Before the inmate who beat me was released, I told him that I forgave him and also thanked him for all his help. He was touched and had tears in his eyes.
Scenes in Another Dimension
When I was sentenced for the third time, a guard and an inmate both used handcuffs to beat me one night because I wouldn't give up my belief. Later, they cuffed my four limbs to the sides of a bed. The guard told the inmate not to take the handcuffs off.
I felt like I was dying and asked for Master's help. Suddenly, I felt like I had shrunk to the size of a baby and was being held by Master.
When the guard came back to take the handcuffs off, he expected me to collapse into a heap. Instead, I was full of energy.
A Few Miracles
I had gone to Tiananmen Square in Beijing to appeal for Falun Gong at the end of 1999. Just before I went, I dreamed that countless heavenly guards all knelt down in front of me, paying their respects.
Another time, I was held in my company and not allowed to go home for 21 days. I used the opportunity to tell the people who were assigned to monitor me about Falun Gong and the persecution. After listening to me, they all went home that evening and didn't monitor me anymore, even though the company leadership told them to stay with me at all times.
As I was no longer being monitored, I used the time to read the book Zhuan Falun 21 times. I felt the words fly into my eyes one by one; I felt so peaceful and calm. My nearsightedness and astigmatism have completely recovered since then.
I have experienced many more miracles since I started cultivating. I just hope people can understand the facts of Falun Gong and quit the Chinese Communist Party so they can have a bright future for themselves.