(Clearwisdom.net) When I began practicing Falun Gong in 1996, I was employed at a chemical factory, working under very hazardous conditions. I was assigned to the night shift, which was even more dangerous than the day shift, with many fellow workers becoming chronically nauseous and dizzy from the fumes. The work we do is very demanding and there is little room for error.
Some workers take a nap when they're tired, but I never do. Everyone knows that I am a practitioner and I hold myself to a high standard. When I am extremely tired, I recall Master's Fa or do the first four exercises in a separate room, where I can be alone. As soon as I start the exercises, my fatigue disappears almost immediately. When I get off work and still have a lot of energy, I go home, calm my mind down, and do the fifth exercise.
One day in June 1998, the workshop supervisor asked a co-worker and I to fire up a six-ton boiler. Since the room was not well ventilated, nor was it equipped with fans or safety equipment, no one wanted to turn the boiler on. However, since I was assigned the task, I had no choice.
While my co-worker and I were working on the boiler, we were standing on a three feet high platform. Suddenly, “KA–BOOM!” the boiler exploded! Thick smoke filled the whole three-story building. People were shocked, and didn’t know what to do. An inch thick and one yard long metal oil gun was flung from the blast and hit me squarely on the back of the head, knocking me off the platform.
My face immediately felt hot and painful. My hair and eyebrows were burnt to a crisp, and I could hardly open my eyes. Then I thought, “I am different. I am protected by Master!” My eyes slowly opened, and I saw people standing over me, looking completely dumbfounded. My supervisor arranged to take me to a hospital, but I asked him to have someone drive me home.
Shortly after arriving home, a classmate of mine, who heard about the accident, knocked on my door and asked me how I was. I told him that I was a practitioner and that there was nothing to worry about. He did not believe me and said, “You look awful! Let's go to the hospital.”
Out of respect for his concern, I agreed to let him take me to the county hospital. When we arrived there, the staff told us that the power was down and they had no electricity, so they could not admit me. Then my classmate took me to a Chinese medicine hospital, only to find that they too had no power. Then we went to a third hospital, and their power was also down. I then enlightened that I should not have gone to a hospital in the first place. But my classmate was adamant and took me to yet another county hospital. To his delight, this one did have power.
The eye doctor examined me. He put a liquid anesthetic in my eyes and tried to scrape something off. He then suggested that I go to the Harbin Eye Hospital, as they did not have the proper equipment to remove the debris that was deeply embedded in one of my eyes. I was not concerned, and thought, “When I go home I'll be OK in a few days.” My classmate was still very worried for me. I tried to give him some assurance, and said that I might consider going to the Harbin Eye Hospital later on.
After spending three days at home, a miracle happened. I felt a little bit of discomfort as I shed a tear and then I could see clearly again, almost as well as I did before. The lump on the back of my head, from being hit by the oil gun, was almost gone too. The many small pieces of debris that were embedded in my face all came to the surface of my skin, and I used my fingernails to take some of them out.
When I went back to work a few days later, my colleagues were really surprised to see me and asked me all kinds of questions about the accident. I told them the whole story, including the fact that I was never treated at the hospital. They were astounded! I told them that whoever genuinely practices Falun Gong is protected by Master Li Hongzhi.
I inspected the boiler-room where the accident occurred, and was amazed. The boiler had expanded like a loaf of bread baking in a hot oven. It was so badly damaged that the company wrote it off as a total loss.
Master's merciful protection saved me from such a terrible accident. Although my eyes were slightly injured from the blast, I did not go to the hospital because I really believe in Master and Fa. It is Master who gave me a second life. There are no words that can describe my gratitude towards Master.
Dafa disciples do divine things
When practitioners let people know the facts about Falun Gong, either by speaking to them or by distributing truth-clarification materials, it is done to save sentient beings. After sending forth righteous thoughts at 6:00 p.m., I ride my bike to the countryside to clarify the facts to people in the villages. Sometimes I ride for many miles, visiting places that I've never been before. When I arrive at a village, I visit each house in turn.
As I neared the entrance to a village one time late at the night, a dog barked and then lunged towards my right leg. I knew that once one dog barked, other dogs would then start barking and it would make it difficult for me to hand out fliers. I immediately said, “Hush! Go back!” Then I saw the dog's fierce expression suddenly change, as it meekly walked away with another dog that was ready to join in attacking me. I felt moved at the time, as if Master was by my side. I also felt that everything has a spirit and that everything came for the Fa. I did not leave the village until 6:00 a.m., after I had distributed all my materials.
I went out to put up posters with my wife, who is also a practitioner. We wanted to expose the despicable crimes undertaken by the police and local authorities, and to inform people about the way they treat practitioners. We put up posters on police officers' houses, police office buildings and at police residential buildings. We wanted these officers to stop persecuting innocent people! Every time we did this, the police got extremely nervous and increased their presence, by stepping up patrols in the area.
One night after my wife and I finished putting up posters, which happened to be under a street light, I suddenly looked up and saw a police patrol car just a few yards away. There were four officers inside the vehicle talking, laughing and smoking cigarettes. I quickly calmed myself and asked Master to strengthen us, and to dissolve the old force interference that was present in front of us. Then we leisurely walked straight past the police car and went home. These situations happened regularly.
The old forces do not dare to do anything to practitioners who have strong righteous thoughts and believe in Master and the Fa.
Two breaths completely extinguish a fire
Due to a promotion at work, I was moved from the workshop to the control room. Not only was my job easier, but I also received an increase in salary. I knew that this was arranged by Master so that I could clarify the facts to more people and do the three things even better.
On November 14, 2010, at 11:00 p.m., I was resting when I suddenly saw flames coming out of an electrical outlet. I realized that it was an electrical fire and needed a special kind of fire extinguisher. I knew my actions were irrational, by I used my mouth to blow on the fire. I blew on the fire two times and to my amazement, the fire went out. I couldn't believe my eyes! I sat on the sofa for a long time, trying to make sense of what happened. How did the fire go out? It was so intense but I extinguished it with just two breaths! I realized that Master allows us to use supernormal powers that we've developed through cultivation to deal with potential danger.
When I called an electrician to look into the cause of the fire, he told me that there were too many electric devices running on that one circuit and that the electrical cable was very old. But he said when he checked them all, the cables were OK and there was no evidence of a fire. I looked inward to find out why this incident occurred, and noticed that my attachment to comfort had been surfacing ever since I got my new job, which brought up many other attachments too.
I slept more than usual and even missed out on sending forth righteous thoughts at midnight. So I asked others to phone me to wake me up. As time went by, I couldn’t even wake up when they called. I also started to watch more TV series and films, finding it harder and harder to stop watching them. I feel that my attachment is becoming stronger and stronger, making them harder to discard. I even started to think about smoking cigarettes again, which I had given up a long time ago. Earlier this year, I was given a cigar at a special event that I was invited to. After I finished smoking the whole thing, I felt very ashamed. But every time I tried to let go of this attachment, I could not let go of it completely.
I should have given up these attachments the instant I recognized them, which would have definitely strengthened my willpower. Every attachment is an obstacle that blocks us from reaching Consummation. Cultivation is indeed very serious.
What is horrifying about my situation is that I am lagging behind diligent practitioners, and even take my time saving sentient beings. What I'm most scared of is the fact that if I do not let go of my attachments, there may not be any way for me to reach Consummation and return with Master. I feel the urgency to cultivate myself and to save sentient beings. There is not enough time left for us to start cultivating from scratch. We really need to cultivate ourselves according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
Selected from “Call for Articles about Divine Occurrences in the Human World”
