(Minghui.org) I had a dream about two weeks ago that remains very vivid in my mind. I was climbing a very tall, steep mountain with quite a few other climbers. Many of them were making strenuous efforts to ascend, believing that the journey itself was a test of their determination. Alas, I gave up partway and descended to wait for everyone else to finish.
Master whispered to one practitioner that I had stopped cultivating seriously since the year... I only caught the number 3 as the last digit of the year. I thought how right Master was, because I had really started to slack off in 2013. I was really concerned by that time, especially because Master went on to say something else that I did not understand. I tried to catch up with another practitioner for an explanation. He explained, but I couldn’t figure it out, so I kept chasing him until we got to a courtyard. He tried to explain it again, but I just didn’t get it. In the end, I was alone in the courtyard, feeling terrible, and regretted that I hadn’t cultivated well.
Just then, I heard a crisp voice calling from above: “Hey, you slacker.” I soon realized the voice was talking to me. I looked up and was stunned. In the sky, Dafa practitioners were ascending into heaven. The women in their colorful, traditional costumes were flying in mid-air in a pool of dazzling light. Watching in awe, I realized the mountain-climbing challenge was, in fact, a real test. I wept and cried out in search of Master. As I was leaving the courtyard, someone called my name. I looked up and saw my wife, who is a practitioner. She stood in mid-air among many other practitioners in traditional dress. She said to me, “I am sorry.” I knew she was apologizing for not guiding me better and encouraging me more. She flew away.
Still crying and calling out to Master, I saw many non-cultivators, who nonetheless had been saved, watching Dafa practitioners ascend to heaven. I also saw the shame on the faces of those who hadn’t cultivated well.
I woke up crying, shook my wife, and woke her up. “That was so terrible! That was so terrible!” I said and told her about my dream. We felt that it was important to share this experience in the hope that it will serve as a wake-up call for those practitioners who are not diligent in their cultivation.
Master’s words now really hit home for me:
“When the day of Consummation really comes, let me tell you, Dafa disciples really will Ascend in Broad Daylight, and the whole world will be able to see it. (Applause) Those who won't be able to Consummate, when that day comes all you can do is just sit there and sob! For the ones who haven't cultivated well, I'd say it'll be too late to cry.” (“Teaching and Explaining the Fa at the Metropolitan New York Fa Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. III)
Thank you, Master, for the warning. I promise I will make every effort to catch up.