(Clearwisdom.net) My wife started cultivation a few years earlier than me. At that time I only knew that Falun Gong guided people to become good, and I noticed great changes in my wife after she started to practice. I believed that this was a good gong and therefore I was very supportive of her practicing. Sometimes after work, I would also help her do Fa validation activities. Despite this, I still did not realize that it was also a path that I should take. In order to enlighten me, Master not only gave me wisdom but also allowed me to witness miracles again and again. This helped me to begin cultivation practice. No longer an ordinary person, I became a Dafa practitioner. I was very thankful to Master and truly felt Master's protection and care for his disciples in every possible way.
On the morning of New Year's Day 2001, I was woken up by the sound of someone banging on the door. Several people broke into our home. They ransacked our home like bandits and arrested my wife. They also arrested me because I firmly supported her, and then I was illegally detained in a forced labor camp for three years.
In the forced labor camp, one night while I laid in bed still wide awake, my mind was very clear and my body felt like it was rising up in the air, about six or seven stories high. I was facing down, and both of my arms spread out, easily flying me up. I felt a little happy, also a little bit afraid. I was very perplexed. That was the first amazing experience I had in the labor camp.
Later, the police had a talk with me and asked me, “What is Falun Gong? What kind of organization is Falun Gong?” I thought to myself how I had never read any Dafa books before and I did not have a deeper understanding of Dafa. But I would never defame Dafa and let such evil take advantage of me. They saw that I did not want to talk to them and began to beat me up. I did not move. That night another miracle happened: I was lying on the bed and did not feel sleepy at all. Suddenly I felt my body became very big. My legs seemed to be six meters long. I truly had the feeling of being towering, as if I reached from the earth to the sky. I seemed to hear someone whispering a sentence in my ear, “The old forces dare not to persecute you if they don't have any evidence.” For several days, they really did not bother me.
In the forced labor camp, I had chances to get in touch with many Dafa practitioners. Their firm belief in Master and Dafa, and their words and deeds, had a great impact on me. I remembered how wronged I had felt when they sentenced me to three years of forced labor just because they thought I was a Dafa practitioner. Now I thought it would be wonderful if I was a genuine Dafa practitioner. With such a pure thought, one day, a practitioner gave me Master's newest article. That's when I began to study the Fa. I could not help but shout, “I am no longer just a family member of a Falun Gong practitioner. I am a Dafa disciple myself!”
Once I was studying Master's poems in Hong Yin. Suddenly some policemen began to inspect the cell rooms. I did not have a chance to put the book away in a good place and had to leave it on the bed. I thought, “I must not allow these policemen to find this book and take it away from me.” As a result, everyone went inside and organized their beds. The police turned everything upside down and threw everything onto the floor. When I put together my stuff on my bed, I saw that Master's book Hong Yin emitted a golden light on the edge of the bed. I quickly picked it up, and tears ran down my face. I truly felt Master's mercy and Dafa's sacredness!
Not long after that I was sent to the labor team to do slave labor. Each day I had to work 12 to 13 hours. Although I was tired and exhausted, I always thought of reading Master's Fa. Because there were more criminals detained there, and no chance to read the Fa, and I felt very sad. At that time, Master's “Fa-Lecture During the 2003 Lantern Festival at the U.S. West Fa Conference” found its way into my hands. I cannot begin to express how excited I was. I pressed both hands together and expressed my appreciation to our great Master for taking care of his disciples at all times.
Once I was dedicated to memorizing Hong Yin. I did not pay enough attention, though, and the person on duty monitoring the cell took my book away. I asked him three times to give it back, but he refused. I then protested with a hunger strike. Eight days into it, the team lead asked me why I was protesting with a hunger strike. I told him, “Humans have two kinds of food: one is physical and the other is spiritual. Since you took away my spiritual food, I do not need the physical food.” They tried to force me to eat. I said, “I will not eat if you do not return my book to me!” The police then used an electric baton to shock me. I was not afraid. On the contrary, I walked over them and felt the part that was shocked was itchy, like a mosquito bite. The police just threw the electric baton on the floor and said it was leaking. Just like what Master said, “If you are not afraid, the factor that would make you afraid will cease to exist.” (Eliminate Your Last Attachment(s), from the Essentials for Further Advancement II) In the battle between good and evil, the police withdrew and returned my handwritten copy of Hong Yin.
At that time I did not understand why I experienced all these miracles. Later, through cultivation practice and after I gradually became more mature in the Fa, I understood that experienceing those miracles was Master trying to guide me to step onto the path of cultivation. Every miracle that happened to me was suitably arranged by Master to help me obtain the Fa. How well Master carefully arranged all these things!
When I left the forced labor camp, I realized that Falun Dafa was deeply rooted in my heart. After returning home, I immediately devoted myself to the work of assisting Master in validating the Fa, and I became an upright Dafa disciple.
