(Clearwisdom.net) After my husband and I were married, we became frequent visitors to the hospital. For twenty years, we never stopped taking medicines and getting shots. Then, one night in March of 1998, we went to visit a friend who showed us the book "Zhuan Falun" and told us about an exercise site nearby.
The next day, my husband found the exercise site. They happened to be playing Master's lectures there. Ever since, we've been admiring Master's profound Fa principles and benevolence.
Several days later, we were lucky to get the Dafa book Zhuan Falun. The more we learned, the more we felt the profundity of Master's principles. We felt our xinxing elevate and our view of life changed completely. After we recognized how precious Dafa is, we started introducing our friends and relatives to Dafa. We bought many Dafa books for our friends and relatives, and we gave Zhuan Falun to each of them. Many of them walked into the Fa.
We always followed what Master asked us to do and made use of any opportunities we had to spread the Fa. Without even realizing it, our diseases disappeared. I've never stopped practicing the exercises and studying the Fa.
On July 20, 1999, Jiang's regime started persecuting Falun Gong. They commanded that anyone who went to Beijing to appeal for Dafa had to be punished and monitored. My husband still went there.
Two days later, my husband came back. The workplace security took him away before he came home. After they got to the office, over ten people interrogated him and tried to force him to write a statement saying he would no longer practice or appeal for Dafa. My husband refused to write it, so they kept him and didn't let him go home. He continued to practice as usual that night.
On one occasion, the security section head caught my husband practicing and said, "Good for you." During those days, my husband sneaked onto a train to Beijing (he is a train driver). On the way there, it was under heavy guard. Thankfully he had his train driver's license and he was able to get to Tiananmen Square at last.
Tiananmen Square was under heavy police guard as well. There were police all over the place. They followed and questioned people. That morning, there happened to be a long line in front of a hospital. My husband was able to avoid being questioned. He realized that it was Master's protection.
In the summer of 2001, the night before a market fair, my husband took a banner over 10 meters long with "Falun Dafa is Righteous Fa" written on it and hung it on a telegraph pole. Because it was dark at night, he didn't think too much about other things and just thought: "It would be great if people could see this tomorrow."
The next day, he went to the market and noticed that the banner was right on top of a transformer with high voltage wires around. It was scary thinking about it. People were talking about the banner, saying: "Good for the Falun Gong practitioners." At noon, some evil people came to the market. But nobody could do anything with the banner because of the high voltage wires. This illustrated the Fa-principle: "When disciples have ample righteous thoughts, Master has the power to turn back the tide." ("The Master-Disciple Bond," from Hong Yin II, Version A)
In the fall, several practitioners mentioned that at a local place, there was a banner over 10 meters long slandering Dafa. It's a highly populated area. Practitioners worried about the sentient beings there being poisoned, but nobody came up with any good ideas. After my husband heard about this, he took a razor blade with him and went there at night. When he got there, he saw the banner was over 10 meters long and each word was one meter high. He didn't think too much and went ahead and cut it in half at the middle and tore it down. He left it by the side of the road. On his way home, he thought: What if the perpetrators pick it up and hang it up again? I have to take it back. When he took it back home, he saw that the place where he cut was right in the middle of the word "evil." My husband thought of a dream he had the other day. In the dream he went to a place where there were many dead people. A tall and huge monster was very active, so he raised his knife and cut off its head.
My husband and some fellow practitioners held a small Fa experience-sharing conference. But they were reported by a traitor. My husband was arrested and detained at a detention center. The guards brutally beat him and tried to force him to tell them who was at the conference. No matter what tricks they applied, my husband didn't give them what they wanted. They beat him for over ten days and didn't allow him to sleep. The guards interrogated him in turns. They couldn't get anything out of my husband. So they took revenge on him by illegally sentencing him to three years in a forced labor camp.
At the forced labor camp, my husband didn't cooperate and didn't participate in forced labor. He even led other practitioners in sending forth righteous thoughts. He never cooperated with the so-called "transformation." He gave the guards headaches. There were many books slandering Dafa there. Whenever my husband saw any of the books, he destroyed them. He wrote letters of appeal and letters to disclose the guards' unlawful acts (my husband didn't go to school. He wrote them using his heart). After he wrote them, he figured out ways to send them out. In this way, many places have received my husband's letters. The upper management of the forced labor camp talked to the guards identified by my husband. The guards tried to avoid my husband. My husband walked out of the forced labor camp with dignity and went back to the mighty current of Fa-rectification at the end of 2005.
We should treasure even more the time we have now because this is what Master gives us. The human world is not a playground for the evil. It's for Dafa practitioners to establish mighty virtue and save sentient beings.
My husband continues to clarify the truth and save sentient beings in his workplace. When he was very actively doing that, someone reported him to the management, so they started investigations in different departments and sections. People all said that they didn't see any fliers. After work, my husband told fellow practitioners to help send forth righteous thoughts and write letters to clarify the truth to several directors. Several days later, a director received the letter and hid in the office to read the letter for almost an hour. My husband thought, "This is a chance for him to be saved." After that, the director started treating my husband very well.
Category: Perspective
