(Clearwisdom.net) I started to learn Falun Dafa in May 1999. While doing the three things, I was very aware of Master Li’s compassion and protection. I also witnessed the incredible, miraculous power of Falun Dafa on many occasions.

Lost in the Countryside

The persecution of Falun Gong was at its most intense in 2001, so a few practitioners and I went to a rural town far away from where we lived to distribute flyers about Falun Gong. After we took the bus to its last stop, we got off and began to distribute the information on the walk back to our homes. When we had distributed almost all of the materials, we realized that we were lost in the area's many narrow roads. Standing at a fork in the road, we were not sure which way to go. It was 3:00 a.m. already and we were anxious to get home. One practitioner suggested, “Let’s ask Master to show us the way home.” Each of us silently asked Master to protect and help us, when we heard a tractor driving towards us.

The driver was a young man of about 30. I said to him, “We want to catch the early shuttle bus back to our hometown, but we’ve lost our way. Can you give us a ride if we pay you something?” He said, “I originally didn’t mean to come this way tonight. Since I am here, I will take you to the bus depot and I’ll charge you 3 yuan less than the bus rate.” Soon we arrived safely and on time at the bus depot. We were moved by Master's care and we had a hard time trying to stop our grateful tears.

Explaining the Facts to the Director of a Police Station

In 2000, I was riding my bike, when suddenly, a car came around a corner and ran me down. My bike was squashed over my legs, while the car was on top of my chest. People gathered around, and one person screamed, “The old man is dead!” But I didn’t feel pain anywhere in my body and cried out, “Stop, stop moving, or the car will roll over my throat!”

The driver heard me and thought that his car was parked on my body, so without thinking, he put the car in reverse and backed his car over my body again. The driver jumped out and pulled me out from under his car, asking, “Are you okay? Let’s go to the hospital.” I stood up and said, “I’m fine. I’m a Falun Gong practitioner and have been protected by my Teacher, Li Hongzhi.” When the onlookers saw me stand up with no injuries, they were very astonished. The driver wanted to make sure that I was all right, so he said he’d visit me the next day. Then he tried to give me 300 yuan to buy a new bike. I refused to take his money, but he kept insisting. When I heard that he worked at a police station, I took the money gratefully so that I would have a reason to visit him, not only to return the money, but to also take advantage of the opportunity to clarify the facts to him about Falun Gong and the persecution.

Once the bike had been repaired, I went to his work unit and was told he was the director of the police station and that he was taking a lunch break. Seeing me arrive, he welcomed me inside his office. He then opened a cupboard full of gifts such as alcohol and cigarettes. Pointing at these things he said, “Whatever you like, you are welcome to take.” “I’m not going to take anything from you,” I said. “I came today to return your money and to tell you that Falun Dafa practitioners are kind people, striving to follow Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Besides helping people to improve their character, Falun Dafa restores our health. Practitioners have Master protecting them, so they won’t ever face real danger. You’ve witnessed this incident. If I were not a practitioner, I’d be in the hospital or I would have died that day, and you would be in lots of trouble, right? Shouldn’t you thank Teacher Li Hongzhi?”

I told him that the Chinese Communist Party is wrong and he should not be involved in the persecution of Falun Gong practitioners. He said, “I know that Falun Gong practitioners are kind people; however, this is my job. I can’t get away from that.”

I told him, “Even if that’s your job, you must not harm Dafa. Breaking the laws of heaven will cause you to receive retribution for every injustice you commit against Dafa. For your own sake, I hope you’ll do the right thing.” “Yes, I know what to do,” he answered. After that meeting, the level of persecution in our region was greatly reduced and no more practitioners were arrested.

Hanging up Banners

At the beginning of the persecution we frequently hung banners at traffic intersections. It was about 4:00 a.m. when a practitioner and I went to the city center to hang a banner. We found a good place, but when we hammered in a nail, it made a very loud sound. The moon was very clear and bright that evening and I was worried that we would be spotted. I had a thought of it becoming dark, and with this wish, a fog began to come around us. After 5 minutes it became pitch black, and we were able to nail and hang the banner without anyone seeing us.

Another evening at about 10:00 p.m., we went to a town to hang banners. We hung a huge banner above the courtyard gate. Just as we were about to leave, someone heard us. In just a few minutes, there were ten people searching for us in the well-lit courtyard.

We were standing right next to a couple of chest-high trees with no other cover. They were searching all over the place, sometimes even standing right next to us. Yet they simply didn’t find us. We deeply felt in that moment that Master was there protecting us.

We’ve experienced many miracles like this that people would regard as unbelievable. Only Dafa disciples can believe such miracles, as we have all experienced the power of Dafa in our lives.

Selected from “Call for Articles about Divine Occurrences in the Human World”