Practicing Falun Dafa Made Me a Trustworthy Person

(Minghui.org) I was born in the 70s, and was brainwashed by the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) doctrine of atheism. I didn’t believe in the existence of God. However, after I witnessed the miracles my mother experienced from practicing Falun Dafa, I too began cultivating. It has now been more than 20 years and countless miracles have happened to me.

Dafa Transforms Me

My mother was ill before practicing cultivation, and had to take medicine year-round. But her illnesses were not cured. After she began practicing Dafa, all of her illnesses disappeared, she became fit, and she was always in high spirits.

After witnessing the extraordinary and sacred nature of Dafa, I changed my notions and began Dafa cultivation as well.

Prior to that, I was a heavy smoker and drinker. When I got drunk, I would go home and fight with my wife. Consequently, we almost divorced. One winter, I fell asleep in the snowy woods after drinking. When I woke up, the snow under me had melted. My clothes were frozen stiff, but I was fine. Thinking back, I was scared, because in the Northeast there have been many cases of people freezing to death or being disabled after passing out.

After I started Dafa cultivation, I understood how to be a good person, and that I should treat everyone well in all circumstances. I gave up my bad habits of smoking and drinking, and stopped taking things home from work. I was completely transformed, and my family became harmonious. My colleagues knew I practiced Dafa and gained trust in me.

When the Persecution Began

Prior to the persecution, I wasn’t diligent in studying the Fa or doing the exercises. After we learned that we were not allowed to practice on July 20, 1999, only then did I and my wife, who was also a practitioner, begin to treasure Dafa. We read through Zhuan Falun once every day.

As the persecution continued escalating, Dafa was being slandered and defamed. Practitioners continually went to Beijing to validate Dafa and restore our Master’s reputation. Because my family has benefited from Dafa, we felt an obligation to go to safeguard Dafa.

The first time I went to Beijing was in the fall of 2000 with my brother, who is also a practitioner. We walked around Tiananmen Square, but because we were afraid, we didn’t step forward to speak up for Dafa.

The three generations in my family of seven then decided to go to Beijing to validate Dafa in late December 2000. This included a 5-year-old child and an infant. Protected by Master, our family successfully arrived in Beijing. The seven of us shouted out on New Year’s day in 2001, “Falun Dafa is good! Reinstate our Master’s reputation!” We held up banners and distributed flyers.

We were arrested, our family was subsequently separated. My younger brother and I were taken to a detention center by bus, where there were a few dozen detained practitioners. We all shouted, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” for more than ten hours.

After that, my brother and I were separated. I was taken to the Changping Detention Center, where police officers tried to force me to reveal where I came from, but I refused to answer them. After I had held a hunger strike for 14 days, I was released. The warden gave me instant noodles and sausages for me to eat on the way and told me, “Only you can have this treatment.” But I declined his offer.

On the train back home, passengers saw the dried blood on my head and asked me what happened. I told them that police officers beat me for practicing Dafa. I was hungry on the train and had no money to buy food, so I picked up apples thrown away by passengers to fill my stomach. After a more than 30 hour train ride, I finally arrived home. My wife and child had been waiting for me.

Since then, our big family has never been reunited. My younger brother was forced to leave home and wander about, and my wife and I were illegally taken to different forced labor camps. My young child and elderly mother had to depend on each other.

My mother traveled back and forth between the labor camps to visit me and her daughter-in-law. When I was released from the camp, I was so weak that I couldn’t even lift a 22-pound bucket. I have gone through so much in the past 20 years that I won’t detail here.

Coming Out Safe and Sound After a Collision

In the summer when I was released from the labor camp, my daughter asked me to take her out for a ride, so I took her for a ride on my bike. The road near my home is quite steep. She sat behind me and asked me to go faster.

We began speeding down the slope, and went even faster after I pedalled hard. I suddenly saw a large truck with four front and eight rear wheels parked in front of me. I squeezed the brakes to try to stop. Because I squeezed so hard, the brake cables broke. At that moment, I said in my heart, “Master, save me!” Since I could no longer brake, the bicycle rushed straight in the direction of the truck. If we collided, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this critical moment, a white car suddenly backed out from a roadside garage and blocked my path. The bicycle hit the rear door of the car, and the door was dented and the window glass shattered. The driver got out of the car and asked us if we were hurt. My daughter fell to the ground but was uninjured. I wiped the broken glass off my hands, which were bleeding a little, and said to the driver, “We’re fine.”

Many bystanders said, “Quickly, go to the hospital!” I replied, “It’s okay, no need to go to the hospital.”

The driver exclaimed, “You’re fine, but I am not. My car door was dented and the glass was broken. You have to compensate me!”

I asked him, “How much do I owe you?” He replied, “It’s fine if you just give me 200 yuan.”

I said, “Okay, then come home with me to get the money.”

At that time, my family was experiencing financial difficulty. I couldn’t do heavy work and only made 300 yuan a month by washing dishes in a snack bar. The onlookers said, “It’s amazing! Someone was hit by a car like this but didn’t get hurt at all!”

I knew this was because I practiced Dafa, and Master protected us.

Narrow Escape from a Falling 330 Pound Radiator

One winter, I collected radiators from a demolished school. I hired a few people to use a hoist to transport the radiators down from an exterior window. We hired a car to park right under the window, hoping to lower them directly from the second floor to the car.

During the hoisting process, the hook around one of the radiators suddenly came off. With that, the nearly 330 pound radiator fell off. I heard a loud “bang.” I was so petrified, I thought, “They are done for!” A 330 pound radiator fell on the car, and there were three people standing there. I couldn’t imagine what would happen next, nor did I dare to look down.

Only when I heard the people downstairs laughing, did I dare to look down. I then realized that everyone was safe. I heard from the three workers afterward who said the radiator fell vertically onto a large compartment board, then slowly slid into the car.

If the radiator had fallen directly onto the car, the consequences would have been disastrous. One of the three people was a practitioner, and the other two knew the truth about Dafa. They felt it was miraculous, as if they had survived a catastrophe. We all witnessed the wondrous nature of Dafa, and knew that it was Master who protected them.

Blessings Received After Learning the Truth

I once clarified the facts to a restaurant owner named Qian and helped him quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliates. He understood the truth about Dafa and often used the app for circumventing the Internet blockade to access overseas websites. Every time I had meals with him, and customers were present, he took the initiative to tell them, “He practices Dafa!” He would then ask me to talk to them about the persecution.

Qian once drove by a construction site and turned at a fork in the road. A delivery guy was riding a motorcycle at a very fast speed and hit Qian’s car from behind. He heard a “thud,” stopped the car to check on the delivery guy, and asked him how he was. He moved around and said, “No problem, I’m fine.” Both cars turned out to be intact as well.

Qian later told me, “With such a big collision, the man and the car were fine, it was amazing!” I told him that Master had safeguarded him. He also appreciated Master for that.

He often hung a truth-clarification amulet in his car. When it began to look old from wear and tear, he came to me for a new one. Once, when his amulet’s color had faded, he asked me to give him a new one. I told him, “Let me get one for you tomorrow.”

He replied, “Let me go with you to get it. Ask your child to bring one from home. I have to go away to deal with something. When I have one in my car, I feel very secure!”

After I was laid off from work, I worked for Qian from time to time. He said, “I have been observing your mentality while working. You are different from others. They bargain first and then work. But you do the work well first.” When it came time to pay me, I let him give me whatever he wanted. I didn’t care if he paid too little, nor did I argue with him. I worked hard without complaints.

In this way, we have worked together for more than ten years. Every year, the accounts were settled at the end of the year. And he paid me tens of thousands of yuan in total for the year. He never looks at the annual expenditure records. He just tells me, “No need to look, just let me know the amount, and I will pay you.”

“I Only Trust You!”

There are many violent incidents in schools these days, so security is now stricter and outsiders aren’t allowed to enter. I took on some work in a school because the school leaders often dealt with me. They also knew that I practiced Dafa and said I was a truthworthy person. They even gave me a copy of the school entrance key.

During the holidays, the principal offered me benefits, but I refused them. He said, “Everyone else wants them but you don’t want anything.” I also clarified the facts to the principal’s mother and helped her quit the CCP. She said to me, “You are his right-hand man. He doesn’t trust any of his relatives who work for him. But he trusts you!” He gave me all the keys to the warehouses, and asked me to keep an eye on his relatives when they were working.

All expenses in the school were paid in cash. The school was once on holiday, and the principal said, “There is no one there. Can you please go and get the money? You know where the office and drawer keys are, so go and get it yourself.”

Another school leader told me, “I just trust you, and I ask you to do all my work. If you are busy, do your urgent things first. I’ll just wait for you to do this work when you’re done!”

Falun Dafa has not only transformed me, but also saved me. Master’s compassion has safeguarded me and made me into a trustworthy person. I feel so fortunate. I will be more diligent in assisting Master in the Fa-rectification, and help more sentient beings learn the truth and have a bright future!