(Minghui.org) Before I started practicing Falun Dafa in 2002, I was known as a hoodlum. I also had multiple ailments that no doctor could cure.
But Falun Dafa restored my health and changed my life.
In the past, I drank a lot with my friends. One time I collapsed. I felt horrible and could not move. My sister took me to a hospital, where the doctors discovered I had an inflamed heart, an irregular heartbeat, and fluid in my chest.
I also had a painful tumor in my stomach. The doctors couldn't guarantee that they could fix any of my problems. Since my family and I did not have much money, I decided to just go home and await death.
Because the pain was excruciating no matter what I did, I was put on an IV at home. Both my sister and sister-in-law practice Falun Dafa, so they explained the practice to me. My sister loaned me her copy of Zhuan Falun.
I told her I would not read it because I did not believe in not fighting back when hit or in having no pursuit. In my opinion, one couldn't get anything without pursuing it.
But my sister insisted that I read it, and I finally agreed. I read with the IV pumping pain medication into me. On the fifth day, the drugs would no longer go into my blood vessels. I was surprised to see how my body rejected the medication.
Both my sister and my sister-in-law said Master Li (the founder of Falun Dafa) must be taking care of me. They told me that I did not have to continue the IV if I believed in Dafa. I told them I did not need the IV anymore.
My sister-in-law warned me that I would probably have to endure some body cleansing, and that it could be painful. I assured her I would be fine. Since I believed in Dafa, I would believe it even if I died.
Just like she said, I started feeling terrible after a few days. My head hurt so badly. It felt as if my heart was about to be pulled out. I could not sleep.
After three days, I was fine, as if nothing had ever happened. I personally experienced the power of Falun Dafa. I was happy to pass my first test with firm faith in Master and Dafa. I started doing the Dafa exercises and studying the teachings regularly.
Master Reconstructed My Heart
I experienced body cleansing several times. The most serious was in 2005 and lasted about half a month. Other practitioners sent forth righteous thoughts to help me. I felt so terrible one night that I begged Master on my knees. I said, “Master, I'm your genuine disciple. I put my life in your hands. Please help me!”
The pain stopped as soon as I said that. It was miraculous! I felt fine and fell asleep. I heard Master's voice in my sleep. He said, “Your heart is completely broken. It won't work as it is, so I will reconstruct it for you.” I saw my new heart in the dream. It was gorgeous, golden and shiny, with red and green gems.
My heart problems disappeared. No words can describe how grateful I am for Master's salvation!
I rode my motorcycle to my mom's home the next day. Practitioners were still sending forth righteous thoughts for me. They were surprised to see me healthy and energetic again!
I learned from my experiences of eliminating sickness karma that as long as I completely believe in Master and Dafa, endure my suffering, put my life in Master's hands, and continue to do the three things as much as possible, I will be able to overcome all tribulations.
Following the Dafa Principles in Everyday Life
I followed Master's teachings, became a good person, and stopped doing bad things. One time I found a cigarette box with 200 yuan in it. There was a phone number on the box, so I called the owner and returned it to him.
He wanted to thank me by giving me a reward, but I declined. I told him I was a Falun Dafa practitioner. I also told him about the persecution of Falun Dafa and helped him quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP).
When it snowed, I would get up early and help my neighbors shovel snow from their front doors. My neighbors witnessed how Falun Dafa changed me.
A friend of mine cursed at me at the dinner table one time. He would not dare to curse at me in the past, because he knew I would fight him. Now that I had become a Dafa practitioner, I followed Master's teaching not to fight back. All my friends have witnessed the power of Dafa through the changes they have seen in me.
I used to bicker with my brother-in-law all the time. I almost got into a fight with him once. After I started practicing Falun Dafa, I took the initiative to take care of him. The changes in me convinced him that Falun Dafa is great.
When some people at my workplace were swayed by the Communist Party's hate propaganda and slandered Falun Dafa, my brother-in-law told them he disagreed. He told them how Falun Dafa had changed me into a kind person. After that, his colleagues stopped making negative comments about Dafa.
Before I started to cultivate, the police once beat me for more than 10 hours. I was covered in blood, but the beating did not change my behavior. But Dafa's principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance changed me into a person with high moral standards.
Speaking Out for Dafa in a Labor Camp
I was thrown into a forced labor camp in 2010 for practicing Falun Dafa. Many inmates in the camp did not have money to buy food, so I shared the food my family sent me.
They were touched and promised they would share with me if their families sent them food. I told them I would be happy to share my food, but I did not expect them to share any with me. They were very impressed. I told them about Falun Dafa and helped them withdraw their memberships in the communist organizations.
I noticed one of the inmates did not have any cotton-padded trousers to wear in the winter. I could not stand to see him freeze, so I gave mine to him. Others were surprised. “Look, that Falun Dafa practitioner gave up his own winter trousers,” they said. “He'd rather bear the cold himself.”
My actions spoke louder than words. Everyone who knew me in the labor camp knew Falun Dafa is good, and it was easy for me to persuade them to quit the communist organizations. Everyone I talked to decided to quit.
To overcome censorship and tell the public about the communist regime's persecution of Dafa, practitioners in China often write messages on paper currency they spend. The local government posted signs to thwart this activity in early 2014. The posters were found in residential communities, banks, supermarkets, hospitals, and any place where cash changed hands.
Fellow practitioners and I went out day and night to destroy the posters or cover them with black ink. Some of them were not easy to destroy or cover because they were posted inside display cases, security guards' offices, or hospital hallways. I picked the most difficult ones and left the easier locations for my fellow practitioners.
I was once painting black ink on a poster in a hospital hallway when three security guards pulled me away. I told them the posters were not good, and I had to destroy them.
As I talked, I tore down the poster and started running. The guards chased me, but I managed to escape with the help of fellow practitioners. I continued to tear down more posters in other places.
The Greatest Lengths
I do whatever I can to tell others about Dafa and the persecution no matter how hard, tiring, or dangerous. I have hung banners on tall mountains, posted information at government offices, and distributed flyers on the busiest streets.
I am not very articulate. My fellow practitioners helped me write this sharing article. My thought is very simple: I do my best to do what Master tells us to do, and I absolutely do not do anything Master tells us not to do.
The above is my limited understanding. Please kindly point out anything inappropriate.
Thank you, Master!
