Believing in Teacher and Dafa

(Clearwisdom.net) I am 72, and I grew up in a poor peasant family. In the winter of 1998, I heard other people say, "Let's study Falun Dafa to do good deeds and become good people." I thought, "Isn't that a wonderful thing?" Thus, I was fortunate enough to start Dafa cultivation.

After I started practicing, one night when I was sleeping, I saw that there were three colorful, shining dots on my mosquito net. After a while, I saw that Teacher was leading a group of people in laying down a bridge in the huge universe. The bridge was like a rainbow, very colorful and beautiful. I could see the railing on the bridge very clearly. It was so beautiful and spectacular. In no time at all, the bridge was laid down. There was heavy traffic and many people were bustling on it.

One morning, when I was in bed and half-awake, I saw a myriad of rays of sunshine and a red sky. Across the huge sky, three golden, shiny big characters "Truthfulness-Benevolence-Forbearance" appeared, slowly rising. When I woke up, the sun was rising on the east and the rays of sunshine came through the window. I could vividly recall what I just saw.

One night, after participating in group Fa study, I went to bed and saw a celestial maiden scattering flowers. The flowers were fluttering in the room, leaving behind a nice scent. It was very beautiful.

One night, my wife and I went out to distribute truth-clarification materials, and it was very dark outside. Since we are old and had poor eyesight, it was hard for us to make our way back. I said in my heart, "Teacher, please show your disciples the way home." Immediately, a light appeared in front of us, like a luminous pearl, leading us all the way back to our home.

When we distributed the materials, the dogs didn't even bark when they saw us and the materials that we placed on the doorsteps were shinning. Even when we walked far away, we could see them still shining.

A month ago, a beautiful scene appeared in front of my eyes: many divine beings were singing and dancing. They were also wearing fresh flowers on their chest. It was such a show and I saw that Teacher was directing them to perform. I was so lucky that Teacher let me see many wonderful and grand scenes that many other people are unable to see.

When I picked up the Minghui Weekly and other materials with small-font characters, Teacher magnified the characters for me. Sometimes the characters were even highlighted to help me to see them more clearly.

Teacher not only lets me see, but he also protects me all the time.

In 2002, we were tearing down our old dirty wall to get ready to build a new house, and I was working on the front wall. Then, I accidentally fell down and my head hit the ground. The clods and tile ballast on the ground were all smashed, but I was not injured at all. I thought, "I am Teacher's disciple. There will not be any problem for me." When I touched my head, there was no bump at all. The only injury that I had was a dislocated thumb. When I pulled on it a little, Teacher immediately fixed it for me. There was no swelling or pain anymore, so I rested for a while and then went back to work.

Once I went out to get some sand. I sat on the tractor as it hauled the sand back, and the driver asked me, "Where should the tractor go?" I heard it wrong and thought the driver was asking me to get off. Before the tractor had come to a stop, I jumped off. I fell to the ground and was completely still and silent for a while. The driver was really scared, but Teacher saved my life again.

Another time, I went to cut rubber. When my finger got very close to the electric saw, I felt as if someone had pulled my hand. Then I realized that it was Teacher who had pulled me away from danger again.

One morning in July 2003, when it was getting lighter, I went to the garden to pick some cabbage to sell at the market. Suddenly, a poisonous snake the size of a chopstick bit my finger. I asked Teacher to help me. After that thought, I didn't feel much pain, but my finger swelled up to the circumference of a large coin. Three days later, however, it was fully recovered. Without Teacher's help again, I could have died.

My wife is also over seventy and she has never had any schooling. In 1998, when she was preparing for surgery on her kidney, she heard someone whisper in her ear, "You should do the exercises." She decided not to do the surgery, and instead started cultivating in Dafa. After a few days, her back was not that painful anymore. She now has more faith in Teacher and in Dafa. Now, with Teacher's support and fellow practitioners' help, she can read all the Dafa books. She is also very diligent in doing the three things.

Teacher has encouraged and inspired us all along the way. Only when we walk diligently on the path to godhood and get rid of all of our attachments, can we be worthy of Teacher's benevolent salvation.