(Minghui.org) It’s been 16 years, but I still vividly remember the moment when over 200 Falun Dafa practitioners illegally detained in a forced labor camp shouted together, “Falun Dafa is good, Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa! We wish Master a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!”
During the 2008 Beijing Olympics, several practitioners and I were arrested and taken to Masanjia Forced Labor Camp in Liaoning Province. Practitioners Wang and Chen and I were put in the First Brigade, where there were about 600 inmates and over 200 of them were practitioners.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang told me that Chen said that there were a lot of demons in the camp’s dining hall, and shouting “Falun Dafa is good” could eliminate them. The three of us decided to organize all the practitioners to shout the phrase in the workshop at 9 a.m. on the Mid-Autumn Festival. We planned to have Chen shout first, and Wang shout after her, and then the rest of the practitioners would follow. The three of us went ahead to inform the rest of the practitioners.
The next morning while I was working in the workshop at 7 a.m., the characters on the piece of cloth I was sewing blurred together, and I could only see the word “12” on it. I told the practitioner next to me, “I think it’s Master telling us to change the time to 12 noon, which is the time for sending forth righteous thoughts.”
We had less than two hours before 9 a.m. to inform the other practitioners of the change in plan. It was an impossible task because the practitioners were not allowed to walk around freely, let alone the fact that each practitioner had two to three collaborators watching them. Somehow, all of the practitioners soon realized that we were to shout the phrase at noon in the dining hall. This had to be Master’s miracle because there was no way that we could have found and talked to over 200 practitioners in such a short time while being closely watched.
Our brigade finished working at 11:30 a.m. and moved to the dining hall. Before that day, the practitioners always finished their meals quickly so that they could get back to their cells and send righteous thoughts at 12 p.m. That day, the practitioners sat on their chairs in the dining hall quietly after they finished eating, waiting for the moment.
At 12 noon, Chen stood up and shouted out loud, “Falun Dafa is good!” Then Wang stood up and shouted, “Falun Dafa is good!” While the guards and collaborators rushed over and pounced on Chen and Wang, the rest of the 200-plus practitioners stood up and shouted, “Falun Dafa is good, Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa!” The practitioners then conjoined their hands in front of their chests in a sign of respect and shouted, “We wish Master a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!” It felt like the group voice broke out of the dining hall and filled the cosmos, annihilating the demons.
At that moment, none of the guards knew what to do and just stood still for a short while. Later Chen and Wang were taken to the guards’ office while the rest of the practitioners were allowed back to their cells. The collaborator who monitored me said, “We all miss those closest to us during the holidays. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we can understand why you want to greet your Master.” I believe that Master had removed the elements that blocked people from being saved.
Wang came back to the workshop that afternoon. She told me that the head guard did not beat her but asked why she took the initiative to do what she did in the dining hall. Wang told her a story: “I was involved in a severe car accident in 2004 and was on the verge of death. I was introduced to Falun Dafa and I recovered. Master saved my life that day, yet I signed a statement under pressure here to renounce the practice. I betrayed Master, and I had to shout out today my most sincere wish.”
To her surprise, the head guard told her, “You can have the statement back.”
Wang then told me that when the guards pounced on her and held her head down in the dining hall, “It felt like the evil beings in other dimensions tightly surrounded my head. At the moment, Master turned my head into steel, and as soon as I shook my head, all the evil elements turned into ash.”
At dinner time, we saw Chen in the dining hall. She told us that the guards also did not bother her.
That night, I had a vivid dream. I went to a strange place where the sun was so close to me that I could almost touch it. The sun was warm but not dazzling like the one in the human realm. It felt like a compassionate father smiling at me. In this place, all the plants and crops were emerald green; the air was pure and clean, and the freshness permeated my being when I breathed in. I knew that it was Master encouraging me.
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