Driving Thousands of Miles to Save Others and Cultivate Myself

(Minghui.org) During my 27 years that I have practiced Falun Dafa, Master has always blessed and protected me. Master scooped me up from hell and cleansed me. When I fell, Master helped me up, and when I was confused, Master pointed out the path for me. I would also like to thank the practitioners in my area for their selfless help and dedication. They helped me step forward and stay firmly on the path of cultivation.

Family Catastrophe

When I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1997, I stopped fighting, gambling, smoking, and drinking. My wife, who saw how much I had changed, approved of my practicing Falun Gong (also known as Falun Dafa), and my son sometimes meditated with me. Our family was happy.

Then, in July 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its leader Jiang Zemin started the persecution of Falun Gong. Because I went to Beijing many times to clarify the truth, I was arrested, fined, locked up in brainwashing centers, and incarcerated in a forced labor camp. I was fired from my job in 2000. My wife couldn’t bear this and tried to stop me from studying the Fa and practicing the exercises. She beat me and berated me and threatened to commit suicide and divorce me. No matter how much trouble she made, my heart was not moved, and she had to stop. Although she opposed me practicing on the surface, in her heart, she knew that Dafa was good. Every time I was arrested and the police raided our house, she protected Master’s portrait and kept my Dafa books safe.

Instense Pressure

In 2004, I was arrested. With no financial resources, my wife sold our apartment so our son could go to college, and she went to work in another area. In 2007, I was released from the forced labor camp. Because our apartment had been sold, my wife still worked elsewhere, and my son lived on his school campus, I didn’t have a place to stay. I also had a 10,000 yuan ($1,428) debt. I had no choice but to temporarily live with my elderly parents.

I am a cultivator and should not cause trouble for my family, so I went to the supervisor where I used to work and asked him for my job back. He said, “You need to “transform” first. Write a repentance statement, and then you can get a job.”

“How would I ‘transform?’” I asked. “‘Transform’ from being a good person into a bad person? I used to beat and curse people before I practiced Falun Gong, but now I am a good person. How do you want me to ‘transform?’”

The supervisor said if I continued practicing, he couldn’t help me. His subordinate chimed in, “To get a job, bow your head and admit your mistakes, and don’t practice anymore!”

“The police beat me nearly to death in the labor camp but I didn’t renounce Falun Gong,” I said.

The supervisor responded, “I can’t fix it, so you can only be a temporary worker for the company.” I had to agree.

But when I checked in at the HR office, the director made things difficult in every possible way. In fact, he asked for money. I’d heard people say this director was corrupt and that if you wanted a job there, you had to give him some money, otherwise you wouldn’t get the job.

I couldn’t condone him, let alone bow down, so I told the director why I had been fired from my job even though I didn’t violate the law by practicing Falun Gong. I told him that a person one needs to be kind and not aid tyranny. He was moved and finally agreed to let me work there. This was the power of Dafa. He also did not do anything wrong to practitioners after that. Thank you, Master, for your blessings.

With a monthly salary of 620 yuan ($88), I had to pay down my debt each month (500 yuan) and cover my rent (20 yuan), so I only had 100 yuan left for living expenses. I bought green peppers and a piece of tofu once a year. Occasionally, practitioners gave me potatoes, cabbage, and eggs.

I rented a bungalow less than ten square meters (100 square feet) on the side of a hill. It was cold in the winter and hot in the summer. Friends hid from me, and only fellow practitioners came to help. One day, they brought coal, and my heart melted. This was an expression of their golden, sincere hearts.

The practitioners who came to talk to me encouraged me to memorize the Fa teachings. So I began to study and memorize them, and the Fa unlocked my wisdom and I realized what I had done wrong. I didn’t complain about anything. It was a problem with my cultivation.

When I really looked inward, I found many attachments: selfishness, resentment, and the competitive mentality. It was these corrupt things that had hindered my xinxing from improving. Since I was a child, I had refused to bow down to anyone when I did something wrong. I wanted to let go of my ego and my reputation, so I first apologized sincerely to my wife. I called her and said, “You have been earning money for our son to go to school for so many years, and you have worked hard, but I didn’t do a good job. I’m sorry. I will do a good job in the future, and I will grow old with you.” A few days later, my wife bought me a leather jacket and mailed it to me.

It was Master who saw that my heart had changed and that I had the heart to save people, so he arranged for my relatives to help me so that I could save people. My brother gave me an old motorcycle. Once I had the motorcycle, I went to work during the day and did things to help save people at night. I rode my motorcycle everywhere, distributing truth-clarification materials and hanging banners with Dafa messages on them.

My son wanted to get married two years after graduating from college. I was still living with my parents and had no savings. I didn’t ask for anything; everything was left to Master to arrange, and I let nature take its course.

When I told my in-laws-to-be that my family was poor, the mother-in-law-to-be said, “We don’t want anything, we only want your son.” She praised him for being handsome, reliable, and upright.

I saw that my future daughter-in-law was dignified, which was a blessing from practicing Dafa. Girls today ask men for houses and cars when they get married. Considering my family’s circumstances, I’d dared not even imagine I’d ever have a daughter-in-law.

What’s more, my in-laws were wealthy. They bought a large apartment, spent over 300,000 yuan ($42,900) on renovations alone, and did not ask my family for a penny.

My new in-laws were very polite every time we met. Soon after our children got married, my in-laws bought them a car for 260,000 yuan ($37,000). I believe that all of these were Dafa’s blessings.

Traveling Thousands of Miles to Help Each Other

Every day before the sun rose, our car full of truth-clarification materials was already on the road. In the mornings, we went to remote villages, and in the afternoons we went to different villages. We shared our understandings from the Fa and coordinated with each other. We also helped many fellow practitioners who were having heath troubles.

I will give just two examples. A practitioner with diabetes was emaciated and weak for many days. She ate and stayed at a female practitioner’s house in our area, and we all studied the Fa and did the exercises together. Three days later, she went home healthy.

There was also a male practitioner from elsewhere, who appeared to have hepatitis, with yellow eyes and jaundice, and he would pant after taking a few steps up the stairs. I took him home to live with me. He said that he had his own tableware so that I wouldn’t get infected. I said, “Let’s eat together. You’re not sick, it’s a false appearance. I have a Vajra body, and the virus cannot invade it.” After about two weeks, his symptoms were gone. He could eat and sleep, and he went home happy.

A rural practitioner was arrested. Her family did not support her practice and were resentful and indignant. She lived nearly 100 kilometers away from us. A few other practitioners and I drove to the supermarket to buy meat, fish, and fruit and went to the her home to visit her family.

When we first got there, her family complained about her. We patiently explained that it wasn’t wrong to be a good person and that it was not illegal to practice Falun Gong. Seeing that her family was in a difficult situation and she couldn’t afford to hire a lawyer, we found one for her. Her family was very moved.

The lawyer met with the practitioner, and we let her family know what he said, driving back and forth to her home several times. Her family was very happy to hear the news. Seeing us running back and forth and doing our best without expecting anything in return erased their prejudice against practitioners.

A practitioner from another province was arrested and detained. She had been divorced for many years, and her parents were in their 80s. Four of us practitioners drove to visit her parents, who kept bees for a living. Because the persecuted practitioner was not at home, there was no one there to sell the honey. We bought rice, oil, fish, clothing, and other things for the her parents, gave her child a few thousand yuan, and bought over 80 pounds of honey. As the old man wiped away his tears of gratitude, he said, “You are such good people!”

We told the them, “Your daughter has been arrested unjustly. It is the CCP that harms good people.” They agreed.

Over the past two years, three other practitioners and I have driven to the surrounding countryside to help practitioners with little education write their cultivation stories. We have had many touching experiences. I will give a few simple examples.

One practitioner was hit by a car while riding a bicycle and broke his leg. He didn’t go to the hospital or ask the person who hit him for a penny. But he did tell the driver the truth about Dafa. With Master’s blessing, the practitioner recovered in a month and went to work.

Another practitioner working on a mountain encountered several lumberjacks coming down the mountain with a cart full of logs. She gave each of them a Falun Dafa amulet. As the lumberjacks were driving their truck down the mountain, the brakes suddenly failed. As the truck went faster and faster, everyone in the car panicked, until one person shouted: “Master Li! Please help us!” The car stopped instantly, and everyone inside was safe. They knew that the Dafa amulets had saved them, so they went back up the mountain and thanked the practitioner, saying that, without the amulets, they would have definitely died in the accident. The practitioner said, “It was Master Li who saved your lives.” Since then, the owner of the truck often shouts “Falun Dafa is good” in front of everyone! He once shouted in front of many people at a wedding banquet, “Falun Dafa is good!”

I will drive my car, carry fellow practitioners, and stay on the road to save people!