(Minghui.org) When I was in the forced labor camp, a guard once asked me if I had seen Master Li , the founder of Falun Dafa. I started to practice Falun Dafa 20 years ago but did not see Master. Although I haven’t seen him in person, he has given me so much – something so real and so significant. 

When I just started to practice Falun Dafa, I didn’t know any practitioners. When I read Lecture Four of Zhuan Falun, I felt an invisible hand remove something inside my stomach and other internal organs. The speed and power were so great that my body was rushed forward. Since then I recovered from adnexitis and polycardia, diseases that had tortured me for a long time. Master purified my body and I became a genuine Dafa practitioner. Master accepted me as his disciple. 

I haven’t taken any medication for the past 20 years. I witnessed the extraordinary power of Falun Dafa. My gratitude to Master is beyond words. 

Clarifying the Truth in Residential Areas During the Pandemic

On Chinese New Year's Eve the city started to lock down. Entrances to the residential areas were blocked, leaving only one entry open. People's temperature was checked, and cameras scanned people’s faces when they went into or out of the area. Everyone looked as if they were lost. 

This brought difficulties to us practitioners when we tried to awaken the conscience of sentient beings. I started to study the Fa and send righteous thoughts a lot. I said to myself that I was Master’s disciple and would not acknowledge any arrangements by the old forces. Master would make the best arrangement for me. 

It was noon when I went out to clarify the truth for the first time after the city was locked down. There was no one on the street. I asked Master to bring predestined people to me. One person appeared on the street. He opened his back door, put up a sign on the wall, and went inside, leaving the back door open. 

I was happy to see him and hung a bag of truth-clarifying materials on a nail in the wall, which included software to break through the internet censorship. Several days later I passed this place again. The shop was open for business. It was the only shop on that street and was doing good business that day. 

The window of a pharmacy was open not far away. A sign there said “Please ring the bell if you want to buy medicine.” I hung a bag of materials at the window. “This is the medicine for the plague. Please accept it,” I said to them in my heart. 

I came to a high-end residential compound. Many staff members from the local legal departments lived there. It used a facial recognition system at the entrance. I asked Master for help. A young man approached the gate and the system recognized him. The gate opened. So I followed him inside. 

The area was heavily guarded. Security guards were stationed at each building. Some buildings had electronic access control. It would not be easy to awaken the conscience of sentient beings. I came to a building. The security guard looked at me. “Keep on playing with your mobile phone and don’t look up,” I said to him in my heart. He seemed to accept my demand and kept playing his games on his mobile. I opened the door and sent righteous thoughts: “No one will come out until I finish distributing my brochures.” I put up sticky posters and left materials outside each household. 

After I finished distributing materials inside all the buildings, I realized that I didn’t know where the exit was. I went around for a while before I saw three young girls who were going out to shop. I followed them and found the exit, which was behind a plain unit. The exit was hard to find if someone was not familiar with the area. The facial recognition system was installed there. I asked for help from Master and left without any problems. 

A Retired Party Secretary Withdrew from the CCP

My neighbor Mr. Li was a retired Chinese Communist Party (CCP) Secretary for a state-run enterprise. He watched CCTV every day, the official outlet for the CCP's news and propaganda. I'd clarified the truth to him and tried to persuade him to withdraw from the CCP before. He said that I was anti-revolutionary every time I talked to him.

Actually, we got along well. When he was in good mood, I would tell him to remember that “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful” and that he would be saved if he repeated it when he was in danger.

My neighbor had experienced many of the CCP's political campaigns. In his heart he knew that the CCP was not good, although he didn’t admit it openly. He'd read the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party that I'd given him. He said that this book was not written by human beings but by divine beings, as it pinpointed the truth about communism. 

I said to him that it must be hard for him because he had to pretend that he supported the CCP. He told me, “As soon as a person joins the CCP, he will become abnormal and suffer from schizophrenia.”

His wife said to me that he read Zhuan Falun at home so that he could debate with me and that he had a dream in which he saw a glittering big Buddha coming to him, and he laughed so much that he woke up. He said that it was a good sign for him. 

One morning Mr. Li felt sick after he got up. He could not stand up or sit down. His wife said to him, “Now only Master Li can save you, the Buddha you saw in your dream. Please recite ‘Falun Dafa is good’ and ‘Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ This is the only hope for you. Let’s repeat these two phrases together.”

His son called an ambulance and he was taken to the hospital. He had to pay 10,000 yuan before the doctor would treat him. He was so angered by this that he passed out. His wife whispered to him, “If you hear me, please say the two phrases in your heart and ask Master to help you.”

His son went home and got the money, so the doctor checked him and said he'd had a stroke.

The next day he insisted on going home because he was afraid that doctors would harvest his organs. 

He took out Zhuan Falun as soon as he got home. He said, “What Master said is correct. Master Li has saved me and given me a second life.” 

His wife replied, “Why did you have a stroke? Because you didn’t listen to practitioners’ truth clarification. The reason you recovered so quickly is that Master Li saved you.”

My neighbor reads Zhuan Falun every day since he was discharged from the hospital and has read the book many times now. He finally withdrew from the CCP after practitioners had clarified the truth to him for over 20 years.