The Person Who Was Going to Report Me Wanted to Learn Falun Dafa in the End

(Minghui.org) I am 72 years old and have been practicing Falun Dafa for over 20 years. Dafa has given me excellent health and my body feels light when I walk. All this time, I have had strong faith in Master Li, Falun Dafa’s founder, and Dafa, and been very respectful of Master. Merciful Master has also been protecting me and strengthening me. I have felt the boundless power of Dafa. 

Broken Toes Cured Overnight

The evening before the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2019, I went downstairs to help my daughter move some things. The stairwell wasn’t lit and I missed a step on the 3^rd floor and fell down the stairs. 

When I fell, my toes hit the ground first and were bent backwards. It was so painful that I could not get up. I was holding my feet and shouted, “Master, please save me! I am fine. I am fine.” I thought to myself: I cannot be seen like this. I cannot give people excuses to defame Dafa. So I held onto the rail and got up. Holding onto the rail, I slowly went back to my home on the 4^th floor. I went in front of Master’s picture and asked him to help me. 

At this time, I remember what Master did when he was teaching the Fa in person and healing lecture attendees in the early years. He asked everyone to stomp their feet three times. I frowned, bit my teeth, and stomped my feet three times. Then I put the broken toes back in their places. With Master’s strengthening, all of them went back into place. Then a fellow practitioner visited me and when I told her what happened, her eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped. Looking at my feet, she kept saying, “A miracle! This is a miracle!”

After she left, I looked inward to see what I did wrong lately. At the same time, I sat down in the lotus position to start sending righteous thoughts. As soon as I did that, the broken toes were displaced again. It was so painful that I had to ask for Master’s help. I tried to put them back into place. At this point, I didn’t dare to sit in the lotus position. I sent righteous thoughts for three hours. After midnight, I was tired and went to sleep for two-and-a-half hours. 

When I got up at 3 a.m. to do the exercises, one of my legs was in so much pain that I did not want to move it; the entire foot was swollen like a steamed bun. As I was asking for Master’s assistance, I moved my foot slowly to get out of bed. It was so painful that I teared up and was sweating. I sat on my bed and said to Master, “Master, please forgive me if I have not done well. I still need to go out to save sentient beings in the morning. Could Master please help me?” I bit my teeth and, holding onto the bed, went to Master’s picture and stomped my feet three times. The pain was excruciating. However, at this point, a miracle happened. The swelling was gone and it was not as painful. I was crying, thanking Master for enduring this for me. Right away, I finished the five sets of exercises and sent righteous thoughts at 6 a.m. 

When my daughter got up in the morning, I told her what had happened to me the night before. She was shocked when she saw that my foot was black and blue. She asked how I survived last night with such a bad fall. I told her that it was all because of Master. She was so grateful that she went out to get some fresh fruit to put in front of Master’s portrait as a sign of respect. 

After breakfast, I asked a fellow practitioner to take me to the market on her motorcycle. The market was new and wasn’t paved; there were only gravel on the muddy ground. It was so hard to walk on and my feet were hurting so much. I thought to myself, “No matter how much pain I am in, I must save sentient beings.” The market was not busy, but I saw many civil servants there. They were usually the ones who had been poisoned by the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) lies and would not listen to the truth of Falun Dafa. On that morning, I managed to help 14 people quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations, including eight Party members. 

When fellow practitioners came to my place to pick up copies of Minghui Weekly in the afternoon, they all commended me. I said, “It wasn’t me, it was Master. Had it not been for Master’s protection, I would have been stuck for a hundred days, as the saying goes.” They were all amazed at Dafa’s wonders.

After my toes were broken, I didn’t stay at home for even one day. Whatever project I was responsible for was not missed either. Words cannot express my gratitude for Master’s grace. I can only follow Master’s words, and do the three things well. 

Although I suffered a bit, it was only one night. It was nothing compared to the liver disease, stomach disease, neurosis, lumbar disc herniation, sciatic nerve issues and other diseases that had tormented me for 18 years before I learned Dafa. In those dark days of no hope, I wanted to die. I exhausted Western and Chinese medicines as well as all kinds of folk remedies, but I only got worse. In the end, I was left with one last breath, lying in bed waiting to die. It was at this time that I was introduced to Dafa and my life changed. All my ailments have since been swept away. 

In the past twenty-three years of my cultivation, I have not taken a single pill or had a single injection. Four of the doctors who used to treat me have passed away, and one of them called me “the living dead,” saying that I would not have many days to live. I never thought that after all these years, I wouldn’t just be alive, but also be ailment-free and more energetic, feeling younger and younger.

Although I am over seventy years old, people who don’t know me can’t guess my real age. When I tell people my age, they are surprised. Whenever this happens, I tell them about my previous illnesses and how I am a different person now. When people hear about my miraculous experience, they are generally willing to quit the CCP. The story of how my broken toes were healed overnight has been particularly impressive to whoever heard it. 

However, those who have been poisoned by the CCP’s lies refused to acknowledge the facts. But the practice of Dafa brings extraordinary benefits. How many people who have been given a death sentence by the hospital were cured after learning Dafa and how many people with fractures were cured without being hospitalized for a day?

I know a 79-year-old practitioner who was hit by a car and broke seven ribs. One of the ribs was broken in two sections and one of the sections was lodged in his lung. He was unconscious and was taken to the hospital where he received several stitches in his head and had tubes inserted all over his body.

However, his first thought after waking up was to go home, but the doctor did not agree, saying that he would die if he left. It was only after his family signed a waiver that he was allowed to go home. He spent his time studying the Fa and doing the exercises and was well in seven days. When he walked to the hospital to have his stitches removed, the doctors and nurses were stunned. When he clarified the truth to them, they all decided to quit the CCP. 

This case has been called a medical miracle. If the CCP did not persecute Dafa, many people would have believed in Dafa and would have been protected by Master, and many more similar miracles would have happened.

The Person Who Was Going to Report Me Wanted to Learn Falun Dafa in the End

One morning in 2020, I was at a big market to pass out truth-clarification calendars. As soon as I started to hand them out, a man in his seventies beside me, without warning, suddenly grabbed a calendar and tore it into two pieces. He then cursed loudly with hatred in his voice, “The CCP gives you food and clothing and you are badmouthing the CCP.” I knew he had been poisoned by lies, so I spoke to him about the truth kindly, but he was very rude and didn’t listen. As he yelled, people in the market gathered around him.

I thought I couldn’t let him talk nonsense and poison people anymore. Dafa is compassionate but also has its solemn dignity. I told him firmly, “You will be punished for your bad deeds! We Falun Dafa practitioners painstakingly try to save money on food and drink to come up with money to save you, and I was very polite towards you. We only want you to have a good future, and I did not even force the calendar on you. It is okay if you didn’t want it, but why did you destroy it?” As soon as he saw that I wouldn’t let go, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and said he would call the police to report me. I said, “I’m not afraid of the police coming, I didn’t break the law. You must answer for your actions.”

At this point, some of the onlookers told the man, “You should not have wrecked the calendar.” Others said, “Don’t pick it up if you don’t want it.” I told the onlookers, “A great disaster is coming, the pandemic is ravaging the world, all beings are in danger. Dafa disciples are sparing no expense and effort to keep all beings away from the disaster.” At this point, a cadre-like man said to me nicely, “What you said is clear to everyone. There are all kinds of people at this market, hurry up and go, don’t suffer from the bad guys again.” I thanked the man and went to another place to continue talking to people.

A few months later, I went back to the market and saw the man who ripped the calendar sitting on a tricycle. I ignored him. After walking a dozen steps, the word “compassion” came to me, and I remembered that Master had said, “Let me tell you, every person in the entire world was at one point part of my family...” (Teachings Given on Lantern Festival Day, 2003)

I knew that ignoring this man was wrong, so I immediately turned around and went back to him and said, “Brother, I’ll give you an amulet. It can protect you from bad luck and bring you good fortune in times of trouble.” I gave him another book on how to protect oneself against the CCP virus, along with four Minghui Weekly newspapers and pictures of the Rock with Hidden Words sandwiched between them.

He reluctantly took them and said with a sneer, “I am taking them because it was from you. I wouldn’t take them if someone else tried to give them to me.” I said to him, “We are about the same age, and we have lived through many big and small CCP campaigns, and we have more or less learned our lessons. Think about it, why don’t you want the material? Isn’t it because the lies of the TV propaganda have tricked you?” 

I also told him the truth of the staged Tiananmen Self-immolation Incident, and about China’s 5,000 years of civilization. I said, “ No dynasty can stay in power forever, and every time the dynasty changed, it wasn’t due to the consent of the emperor, but by the will of God. It’s just like a rich official who must die whether he or she wants to or not; it’s not up to one to decide. Look at the pandemic. Although science is very advanced now, the virus mutated faster than vaccines could be developed. Isn’t this God’s will? If you go back and read the information I’ve provided you, your body and mind will benefit.” I spoke to him for more than ten minutes and his attitude changed. Finally, he promised to take a good look at the materials when he got home.

The next time I went to the market I ran into the man again, and to my surprise, he greeted me enthusiastically from afar. I went over to him and asked, “What can I do for you?” He said earnestly in front of the people around him, “Falun Dafa has been wronged! After I read the information, I told my wife that Falun Dafa was so good, and that Falun Dafa’s words were reasonable. It’s so wrong to persecute people like this and not allow them to speak.” He took out a leaflet that another practitioner had given him that day and said to me, “Look at this young man who is an engineer, what has become of him as a result of their persecution?” I said, “In the past twenty years, countless people have been persecuted. You must read more of these materials in the future.”

At this point, he took out the information I gave him last time from his pocket again and said, “I’ve read it all five times.” I said, “Brother, you are really blessed! Now is a special time with many disasters such as the pandemic, and lives are in danger. If you understand the truth, you will be safe. No amount of money can buy that.”

He added, “Last night I told my family that the persecution of Falun Dafa is the biggest injustice, and Falun Dafa turned out to be so good. My wife also urged me to go to the home of a Falun Dafa practitioner in our village to learn to practice Falun Dafa, and I want to learn it myself.” He asked me how many sets of movements there are in Falun Dafa. I said, “If there are any practitioners in your village, you should go and learn from them.” He happily agreed. I was so happy that this person woke up. It was all compassionate Master’s doing! I thanked Master silently in my heart.

Kind Acts of the Appeals Bureau Director 

I go out every day to talk to people about Falun Dafa and the persecution. Before I go out, I ask Master to strengthen me to save more people. Under Master’s protection, I’ve never shied away from law enforcement officials, thinking that if one more person understands the truth, there would be less persecution of Dafa disciples, and one less person would be weeded out. One day, I went to a market and met a retired director from the Appeals Bureau. As soon as I struck up a conversation with him, he began to tell me about some kind things he’d done for Falun Dafa practitioners.

He said, “When the CCP first persecuted Falun Dafa, I was sent to Beijing to arrest Dafa practitioners who had petitioned. I knew that they were not bad people, and I was very reluctant to persecute good people, but I had to go because of the order from above. When I got there, I would not go to Tiananmen Square to capture Falun Dafa practitioners, and I would secretly release them whenever I had the chance. 

“When other people found out, they told me not to do that. I would say to them, ‘These people, at such an old age, what kind of social order can they disrupt? Or can they take away anyone’s power? It’s just nonsense!’ I felt that Falun Dafa was so wronged! They wouldn’t listen to me, saying that it was the decision of the central government. I replied, ‘No matter whose decision it is, it depends on whether it is right or wrong.’ I also often told the Public Security Bureau and other units that they had arrested an honest person, and asked them what bad things they think he could do? I felt very aggrieved, but they would not listen to me and kept arresting practitioners. I often would have to find an excuse to leave. They then ordered me to escort the arrested practitioners back, and sometimes I let them go halfway. Later, a friend who was in the know told me that my superior wanted to discipline me, so I stopped helping practitioners because I thought I risked losing my job. But in my heart, I have always felt the injustice for Falun Dafa. Falun Dafa practitioners have been wronged! I also believe that Falun Dafa will definitely be vindicated. I support you, Falun Dafa!”

After hearing his words, I was moved that he had helped persecuted Dafa practitioners in such an evil and horrible environment, and I believed that he would have a good future. I spoke kindly to him about withdrawing from the CCP, and he readily agreed to do so. I also told him some basic facts about Falun Dafa, and he was quite receptive. I gave him several pamphlets and talismans, and he readily accepted them and said happily, “I will definitely take a good look at these when I get home.” I said, “Not only should you read them yourself, I hope you can show them to more of your friends and relatives so that they can understand the truth and be saved.” He said, “I can definitely do that.” When we parted, he looked back and said goodbye to me several times.

Had it not been for the evil Party’s brutal persecution of Falun Dafa, many more people would have learned the practice and could enter a new historical era. I am sincerely thankful for Master’s great mercy and compassionate salvation! Thank you, Master, for imparting the Great Law of the Universe! The light of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance will always shine on the good people of the world. Morality will rise and we will return to our sacred homes!