We Touch Others Through Our Words and Actions

(Minghui.org) As a Falun Dafa practitioner, I’ve been mindful of my words and actions in order to reflect the beauty of Dafa and help save more people. I’d like to share a few simple stories related to this.

Touching Others Through What I Say and Do

It was my day off. I woke up feeling dizzy and sick, and was unable to get out of bed. Slowly, I managed to sit up and began to send forth righteous thoughts to disintegrate all evil beings and factors in other dimensions responsible for persecuting me, including the old forces, dark minions, and rotten demons. In my heart, I firmly stated, “I am a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple. I only accept Master’s arrangements and reject all others.”

A half hour later, I felt slightly better. Slowly, I stood up and walked to the bathroom, using the wall to support myself. When I came out of the bathroom, my husband was shocked to see me drenched in sweat. He immediately called our son, asking him to take me to the hospital. I told him, “I’m okay, don’t worry. I have Master watching over me. You can go on to work.”

Although my husband is not a practitioner, he believes in Dafa. After he left, I continued to send forth righteous thoughts. Another half hour passed, and the dizziness and nausea were gone. I was only left with some dehydration and physical weakness.

At that moment, a coworker from the beauty salon I worked at called, asking me to come in to wash towels due to a shortage. Given my physical condition, I was about to decline. But then I thought it was important for the salon’s business to continue running smoothly, so I agreed to come in.

I arrived at the salon at 2 p.m. The coworker who called me was not pleased to see me and muttered, “So how should you be paid?” implying she had expected me in the morning.

I replied, “I’m not here for pay. I’m volunteering my time today.”

If my husband or son had been home, they never would have let me go; it was my day off, I wasn’t feeling well, and the commute was quite long. But in my heart, as a cultivator, I knew I could not focus on my personal interests, and more importantly, I needed to put others first. This was about validating the Fa.

Before long, the manager came upstairs and said, “Auntie, I’ve asked the accountant to mark you as present today.”

I replied, “There’s no need to pay me. I’m here as a volunteer.”

She left and returned shortly, “Auntie, I’ve had the accountant record your attendance for a half day. It’s fair and reasonable. It’s already taken care of!”

I thanked her. Then she asked me to demonstrate the five sets of Falun Dafa exercises for her.

This was the same manager who opened the door while I was sending righteous thoughts with my eyes closed at noontime one day. Upon seeing me, she gently apologized, “I hope I didn’t disturb you, Auntie.” Then she quietly stepped out, closing the door behind her.

The manager’s behavior showed me that when practitioners conduct themselves according to Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, people notice and are genuinely moved by the beauty of Falun Dafa. In my understanding, touching others through our words and actions is also validating Dafa.

Over the past few years, after seeing the beauty of Dafa reflected in me, all my coworkers at the beauty salon have come to understand the truth about Dafa and have agreed to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliates.

I Cannot Risk Harming Sentient Beings for 10,000 Yuan

A road was scheduled to be built in front of a house of ours that we did not live in at the time. There was a large pit in that area covering 1.6 acres of land, which needed to be filled in during the construction, requiring a significant amount of soil. To save costs, the two village chiefs approached my family and asked for permission to use our land temporarily for construction purposes.

My husband, being a reasonable and considerate person, said, “If it’s for the good of the village, we’re willing to let go of our small family’s interests for the sake of the community.”

A few days later, a neighbor called to inform us that the land our house stood on had been used as a construction material yard, and piles of lime had been placed there. The neighbor also told us that our outhouse had been torn down and the bricks taken away. My husband went back to the village and confronted the two chiefs, “You should have notified us before demolishing our outhouse!”

The chiefs gave an excuse, saying, “We didn’t have your phone number.”

My husband replied, “There are so many people in our village; anyone could have given you our number if you had asked.”

Admitting they were in the wrong, the chiefs gave us 2,000 yuan (USD $275) to rebuild the outhouse.

A few days later, I returned home and ran into the village security head. He asked me if I knew about the 10,000 yuan (USD$ 1,380) compensation that had been allocated to my family for using our land as a construction material yard. I told him I hadn’t heard anything about it. He said, “The village chief and deputy chief must have taken it. You should go after them—and if they refuse to return it, you have every right to sue.”

I felt quite upset and indignant. But then I thought, “If I confront them about it, wouldn’t that just anger them by forcing them to cough up something they’ve already taken? Besides, I had helped both of their families—ten people in total—understand the truth about Dafa and quit the CCP and its affiliates. Wouldn’t demanding the money back risk undoing all of that?”

I realized that I must not risk harming sentient beings over money. Even though we were entitled to the 10,000 yuan, as a practitioner, I should hold myself to a higher standard, so that people can truly see from the bottom of their hearts that Falun Dafa practitioners are among the kindest people.

My husband and I came to a common understanding and decided to let the matter go completely. Since they had already taken the money, perhaps it was meant for them after all.

Helping a Stranger Push a Tricycle Uphill

One day, while I was out clarifying the truth, I saw a young man standing at the bottom of a steep hill next to an electric tricycle loaded with iron pipes. I could tell he was waiting for someone to give him a hand, and it looked like he had been waiting for quite a while. I believed he was a predestined person that Master had arranged for me to meet. I knew I must help save him.

But the hill was so steep that if we could not make it to the top, the tricycle might roll backward and injure whoever was pushing it. In my heart, I immediately asked Master to strengthen me so I could help the young man push the tricycle safely to the top.

I then said confidently to the young man, “I’ll help you push. Let’s work together and get it done in one go.” He replied, “Thank you, Auntie!” The two of us took a deep breath, gathered our strength, and successfully pushed that tricycle loaded with iron pipes all the way to the top.

The young man repeated gratefully, “Thank you, Auntie!” I learned that he was from out of town, so I asked him, “Have you heard about the Three Withdrawals?” He said he hadn’t. I then told him about Falun Dafa—how it has spread to more than 100 countries and regions worldwide, how the practice teaches people to be good, and how the staged Tiananmen self-immolation was a plot to deceive people in China and across the world.

He said, “Auntie, if I hadn’t met you today, I would not have believed any of this. I had always believed what was shown on TV.” He came to understand the truth and agreed to quit the Communist Youth League and the Young Pioneers. I gave him a CD of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, software to break through the Internet blockade, and some pamphlets. He happily accepted them.

Returning a Lost Cell Phone to Its Owner

During the Chinese New Year last year, I found a cell phone on the road. A fellow practitioner suggested I give it to the traffic police, but I said, “No, I must find the owner. This is likely a predestined person whom Master has arranged to learn the truth from me.”

We went to another practitioner to see if he could unlock the phone. He noticed several missed calls and dialed one of the numbers. He then asked the person who answered to inform the phone’s owner to meet me at a designated location.

Shortly after, two boys arrived, and I returned the phone to them. They thanked me repeatedly and offered a case of high-quality milk as a token of appreciation. I politely declined, “No need. Please give it to your parents.”

I took the opportunity to clarify the truth to them: I told them about the staged Tiananmen self-immolation, the live organ harvesting of Falun Dafa practitioners, the hidden character stone, and how Falun Dafa has spread worldwide. They both came to understand the truth and agreed to quit the CCP’s affiliated organizations. As they were leaving, they said, “Auntie, please take care!”

The above are just a few small stories from my cultivation. I know I still fall short of Master’s expectations and fall behind compared to diligent practitioners. I will advance diligently, do the three things well, and follow Master home.