(Minghui.org) I am a Falun Dafa practitioner in Songyuan City, Jilin Province, and I want to share some of the miraculous things I’ve experienced while practicing Dafa.

A Pigeon Helps Its Keeper

A man called and asked me to go to his home because his heated bed was not working and was smoking. He told me that I had fixed his bed last time, so he asked me to go and check what went wrong.

I quickly went to his home. When I climbed up to the chimney to see what was going on, I saw a dead pigeon. The homeowner fed a lot of pigeons outside his home. I realized that this dead pigeon was blocking the chimney and causing smoke to build up in the home. I felt wronged because he seemed to blame me.

However, I had another thought–nothing happens by accident. Last time I went to his house, I told his family about Dafa and the persecution, but they didn't believe me. This time his pigeon died in the chimney.

After I climbed down from the roof, I said, “Your chimney’s too narrow for a pigeon to just land in it. But how, or why, did it end up in there? I think this pigeon understood what I said last time and sacrificed itself so you would have to call me and have another chance to hear the truth from me.”

They were deeply touched by my words and listened to me carefully. I told them how I had benefited from practicing Dafa, why Jiang Zemin (former head of the communist regime) launched the persecution of Falun Dafa, and why the Communist Party had been arresting practitioners for their faith. I also helped them to understand why it was so important for one to withdraw from the Party and its youth organizations. They agreed to quit the Party.

Avoiding Arrest When Distributing Truth-Clarification Materials

One afternoon, I handed out copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party at a supermarket. Two people stopped me after I had handed out about six copies. One pulled my arms while the other tried to grab my bag, which contained the Nine Commentaries. He shouted, “What's in your bag?”

“These are materials to let people learn the facts about Dafa. Please let it go!” I replied while thinking in my mind, “Master, please help me!” I managed to get away from them.

They continued to follow me. Even though I was in my 70s, they couldn't catch up. Then, I ran through side streets and lost them.

Lacking Diligence

Ms. Chen called one day and asked me to tell Ms. Liu to go to her home because she had some urgent things to tell her. After the call, I jumped on my motorcycle and went to see Ms. Liu.

On my way, I complained about Ms. Chen in my mind. We had talked about cell phone security many times. She knew that one should not use cell phones to get in touch with other practitioners, but she turned a blind eye to it.

Moreover, she even used the same cell number that she put on her criminal complaint against Jiang Zemin. It was recorded in the police file, so that phone call could have been recorded by the police, and I'd be followed by them. If that were the case, would it still be safe for Ms. Liu to go to her place? The more I thought about it, the more I resented the situation.

It was a rainy day, and my motorcycle slipped on the wet ground and fell over near a gas station, making a loud bang. People at the gas station looked my way while talking to each other.

I got up and moved around to make sure I was fine. I was totally fine. Then I took a look at my motorcycle, which seemed to be fine as well. I knew it was Master who had helped me pay off another debt. While I was pushing my motorcycle toward the gas station, I began to look inward and found many attachments.

I found that I was attached to pursuing leisure, and I too relied on my cell phone to save time by calling people instead of going to see them in person. I also had the attachment of fear and didn't completely negate the old forces' arrangements. Then, I lacked compassion. I resented other practitioners, and I wasn't tolerant or kind to others.

At the gas station, one employee was concerned and asked if I was the one who fell. I said I was fine and added, “I am a Falun Gong practitioner.”

While putting gas in my motorcycle, I thought that Master was hinting for me to be more diligent: I needed to get up where I fell down; that is, I needed to improve where I wasn't doing well.