(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa before the onset of the persecution on July 20, 1999. The following are a few short stories about clarifying the truth to save sentient beings.
Head of Police Accepts the Truth About Falun Dafa
My 10 year-old daughter and I went to a frame shop to frame three of Master’s photos in 2003. The owner was an acquaintance of mine. I had some bills with truth-clarification phrases written on them in my bag that I was going to take to fellow practitioners. I said to the owner, “Please frame them for me. I’ll be back shortly to pick them up.”
My daughter and I then took the bills to those practitioners. When I came back to the store, there were two young men sitting inside the store, so I clarified the truth to them and gave each of them a DVD of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. After a while, a man in his 50s entered the store. One of the young men said, “Clarify the truth to him, too. He is with us, and also give him a DVD.” So I clarified the truth to him and gave him a DVD of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party.
I picked up Master’s photos and was going to leave. The man who was in his 50s said, “You are a Falun Gong practitioner. You can’t go.” It turned out that he was a police officer. He asked the two young men to call for a police car to take me to the station. The two young men didn’t listen to him. The shop owner saw that things were not going well, so he picked up Master’s photos, stuffed them into my hands, and told me to hurry up and leave. My daughter also quickly took the bag from me.
As I stepped outside, the police officer was still holding onto me and wouldn’t let go. I kept repeating, “Be kind to Dafa practitioners and you will be blessed!” He then let go and with Master’s protection, my daughter and I safely returned home.
I later learned that the police officer was the head of a police station. But, with the Dafa practitioners’ righteous thoughts, we were able to avoid persecution.
“You Are Tougher Than A Motorcycle”
I went to a neighboring county to clarify the truth in 2008. As soon as I got off the bus, a motorcycle traveling at a very high speed hit me and pushed me a dozen meters before it stopped. My left arm was slashed open, and I could see the bones inside. The driver was frightened and pulled money from his pocket to hand to me. I said, “I don’t want your money. I don’t blame you. I’m fine, because I have Master taking care of me.”
The lights, mirrors, and handlebars on his motorcycle had fallen off, but miraculously, other than some cuts on my forearm, I was fine. My glasses, the silk shirt I was wearing, and the truth-clarification materials I was carrying were all intact. A person watching on the side said, “Your body is tougher than a motorcycle. I don’t think you will ever die.” I said, “I practice Falun Dafa. I have Master and divine beings protecting me.”
Seeing that I didn’t want his money, the driver quickly called a taxi and took me to the hospital to get stitches. The doctor then asked me to take x-rays and get shots to reduce any possible inflammation. I said, “I am a Dafa practitioner. Doing the exercises will eliminate inflammation and bacteria.” So, after getting stitched up, I went to visit a fellow practitioner.
That night, both of my knees swelled up and I couldn’t move. I asked Master to help me, “Master, I want to study the Fa for three days and then go out to clarify the truth.” Everything was indeed back to normal on the fourth day, and I went out to clarify the truth, even though I was limping a little. I thought to myself, “I’m clarifying the truth to save people, but if I walk with a limp, what will others think?” I lifted my foot and stomped hard three times on the ground. At the same time, I sent forth righteous thoughts. When I lifted my foot to walk again, there was no pain or limp—I was fine.
When I later went back to the place where the accident happened, there were people there who saw the accident. They recognized me and said, “Here comes that good person. He practices Falun Dafa.”
I Wanted to Walk Out of the Police Station with Dignity
I was distributing the Minghui Weekly on the street one morning in 2008, and a security guard grabbed me and dragged me to the police station.
The police dumped all the materials in the bag onto the desk. At that time, there were several officers in the room. I said to them, “This is the latest news about Falun Dafa overseas. Take a look at it.” They all grabbed a copy and began to read. I sat down and sent forth righteous thoughts asking Master to help the police understand the truth.
After a while, the head of the police station came in. He asked me where I was from and what my name was. I didn’t answer his questions and just asked him to take a look at the materials. He asked the other officers in the room if anyone knew me, but none of them did.
He made a phone call, and after a while, the head of the city’s 610 Office arrived. He immediately called me by my name and said, “It’s you again.” I said, “Director, you are a good person. Why are you still in this position? What will you do in the future?” He stayed for a while and then left.
Another officer arrived and asked me to go to another room. He was guarding me there, so I sat with my legs crossed and sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate all the evil factors in the police station. Then, I needed to use the restroom and asked the officer. He said, “You can go by yourself. It’s downstairs.” I went downstairs and saw that the gate of the police station was just on the other side of the grass yard, and I could go straight out. But then I thought, “Master told us to cultivate in an upright manner, and I want to walk out of the police station with dignity.”
So I went back to the room after using the restroom, and I continued sending forth righteous thoughts. About half an hour later, the officer said to me, “You can go. Your brother is here to pick you up.” I opened my eyes and saw my brother smiling at me.
Just then, two or three officers came in. One of them said, “We didn’t hit you, right? Here is your bag. Your brother will drive you home.” Another said, “I bought food for you but you didn’t eat it. It wasn’t that we didn’t give you food, correct? We also made tea for you, but you didn’t drink it.” I said, “Thank you all. You will be blessed for treating Dafa practitioners kindly.” I returned home safely.
Encountering Police On A Snowy Night
I was clarifying the truth on the street one day in 2009 after a heavy snowfall. Inside a display window I saw a large propaganda poster that had content slandering Dafa. I was determined to get rid of it that night and immediately went home to send forth righteous thoughts.
I went back there at around 3 a.m. with a marker. When I got to the display window, I noticed that there was a piece of glass that was broken out, and I could stick my whole arm inside. So I tore the whole poster off and threw it into a trash can.
I thought to myself, “It’s rare that I am out at 3 a.m. Let me write truth-clarification phrases along the street.” So I wrote the phrases while walking back. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a car behind me. I stopped writing and continued to walk. The car stopped not far behind me. Several people got out of the car and walked toward me. I realized I was being followed by the police.
I continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened while sending forth righteous thoughts. A police officer grabbed my shoulder and said, “What are you doing here?” I didn’t say anything. He said, “Did you write those words on the wall? You are so brave. We have been following you for a while, and you were writing all the way here.”
I said, “I’m walking home.” He dragged me in the opposite direction. I said, “Don’t pull me. I can walk by myself.” “What if you run away?” he asked. “I didn’t do anything wrong, why would I run?” I replied. When we got to the wall with the writing, the officer said, “Did you write that? It’s so reactionary.” I said, “I did write it, but it is not reactionary. It’s telling everyone the truth. Look, ‘Heaven will destroy the CCP, withdraw from it to save yourself.’ This is the truth.”
One of the officers called the local police station and wanted to ask them to take me there. But no one answered the phone. In the meantime, I continued to clarify the truth to them, “Heaven will destroy the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), but not you. You are all good people. All of those who know the truth and withdraw from the CCP and its youth organizations are good people. Falun Dafa practitioners are saving people. Heaven will destroy the CCP, and one can only stay safe by withdrawing.”
After I talked to them for about ten minutes, they said, “You can go back home. Don’t come out next time. It’s so cold in the morning.” I said, “Thank you. Please remember that ‘Falun Dafa is good’ and you will be blessed!”
Giving a Flier to the Head of the 610 Office
I was walking along a street one night before the Chinese New Year in 2009 at around 8 p.m., distributing truth-clarification materials to every person I encountered along the way. I went to a tourist attraction site where there were many people. So I gave out the materials very quickly, without really paying attention to the person’s face. I handed one to a person, and he asked, “Are there any more?” I then took out another DVD from my bag that had different content and gave it to him. He took it and again asked, “Are there any more?” I said, “No, I ran out of the other ones.”
It felt like something wasn’t right. When I looked up, I realized it was the head of the 610 Office in the district. He grabbed my bag and asked for my name. I didn’t answer, so he pulled me while making a phone call. I heard him asking, “Where to detain her?”
I asked Master for help, “Master, there is a new practitioner in my home who is over 80 years old. Fellow practitioners will be studying the Fa at my home tomorrow. I must go back today. Please help me.”
Not long after, the head of the 610 Office dragged me to a police surveillance vehicle and dumped all the materials in my bag on a table, and then he left. I found that they could clearly see everything around here on a screen in the vehicle. I should have paid more attention to safety. But since I was already here, I figured I should just clarify the truth to the police in the vehicle. I said, “These DVDs are circumvention software. You can each take one and use it. You will be able to see the truth.” Some of the police officers took one.
After a while, the head of the 610 Office came back and told me to get out of the vehicle. I got out and saw the residential community director, who said to me, “I’ll take you home.” I returned home safely.
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