(Clearwisdom.net) I’d like to share three miraculous occurrences that I experienced while practicing cultivation to validate the greatness of Master and Dafa and to record the compassion of Dafa in the human world forever.
Dense Fog Appears in a Flash
In early spring of 2002, a fellow practitioner and I went to post banners that explained the truth about Falun Dafa from 2 a.m. till around 5 p.m. Finally we arrived at a big market where an annual large commodity trading event was to be held. Over half the city's population would be coming to the trade assembly that day. We planned to post all the remaining banners along the street before daybreak.
However, as we posted the banners it began to get light, as it was nearly dawn. Some vendors had already arrived to set up their booths. Because our banners were long and large, we used long bamboo poles to hang them on. As we hung the banners, we drew a lot of attention to ourselves. Seeing so many people already there, I thought it was a little unsafe. However, we had to let people know about the wonderfulness of Dafa and how widely Dafa had spread all over the world. How to solve the problem? I thought, “It would be nice if there was a dense fog.”
The thought came to mind while I was still putting up banners. However, no sooner had I thought it, when I suddenly couldn’t see the other practitioner. Dense fog was already everywhere. Although the other practitioner was only one meter away from me, I couldn’t see her. My excitement at that moment was beyond words. Just as Master said, “Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts while the transformation of gong is done by the master.” (Zhuan Falun) Thank you, benevolent Master!
We successfully finished putting up all the banners as if no one else was around. As soon as we finished, the fog disappeared and it was broad daylight. Everything was all set, ready for sentient beings coming to be saved!
Telephone Number Appears in Front of My Eyes
In the summer of 2004, I took a long-distance bus to visit a practitioner in another town. We had agreed that I would call her after I arrived at the bus station. However, I had never been in that town before and didn’t know where the practitioner lived. When we made the appointment, the practitioner gave me her 7-digit telephone number, and I wrote it down on a piece of paper.
After the bus was nearly halfway there, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten the piece of paper with the practitioner’s telephone number on it. My heart was badly disturbed, and I blamed myself. I began to ask Master for help. Actually, I just simply thought about it without pursuing it. I thought, "This was due to my own carelessness, so how can I ask Master for help? How could Master put that piece of paper to my pocket at that moment?"
Just then, a row of numbers appeared in front of my eyes. I didn’t know what the numbers were, but I felt that I needed to write them down as soon as possible. I looked around, hoping to get a pen to write down the numbers (I knew I wouldn’t keep them in mind for very long). A girl who seemed to be 16 or 17 years old sat in front of me. Without saying anything, I made the motion for writing with my hand, trying to tell her that I needed a pen. I didn’t dare to say anything because I was trying to keep the numbers in my mind. The girl quickly understood and passed me a ballpoint pen. I took it and wrote down the number on my left palm. I was relieved. I said to the girl, “Thank you! Thank you!”
I then started to wonder, “Is it a telephone number?” Taking a look at the number on my palm, I saw that it had just 7 digits. I took another look and noticed the first digit, and immediately got very excited. The first digit was exactly the first digit for phone numbers in this area! As soon as the bus arrived at the station, I quickly got off and made the call. As the sound “Beep” came from the phone, I knew it really was a telephone number! As soon as I heard the practitioner say "Hello," I was choked with emotion and could barely speak. Of course the practitioner didn’t know why I was so tongue-tied.
The Police Couldn't See Me
Once when I went out to distribute truth-clarifying materials, I didn’t know that I had been reported to the police. Five officers got out of a police car and asked several women if they had seen me. As they were describing my age and clothing to the women, I stepped out of the building and saw them. Because they were some distance in front of me, they didn’t notice that I was behind them.
Realizing the danger, I changed my direction and planned to leave the area from another direction. However, I was not sure whether there was a way out in that direction, so I asked one woman, “Is there an exit in that direction?” She said, “Go ahead and turn left. You’ll see a small, narrow gate to your right. Since you do not ride a bike, you can get out there.” Master dissolved the danger for me again.
On another occasion, I was again reported to the police while distributing truth-clarifying materials, but I didn’t know it. A police car rushed towards me and stopped right in front of me. I was surprised and immediately sent forth righteous thoughts. An officer got out of the car and stared at my bag for over 30 seconds. The expression in his eyes showed malice, but more than that was confusion, as if he had never seen a bag like mine before. At first I was also confused about why he was there, but I soon understood. That day I had taken two bags with me. One was very large and the other one was small. The two bags were of contrasting colors. At first, I had placed the small bag and materials inside the big bag. After I distributed more than half the materials, without thinking, I switched them, placing the big bag and materials into the small bag. The strong contrast of colors confused the policeman. On the surface it seemed that it was because I had casually switched them., but actually Master was helping me. Master helped me dissolve the evil factors again!
I decided to leave and the police searched for me everywhere. One day, I was riding as usual on the right side of the road. Two policemen on motorcycles rushed right past me, passing on my left and right sides, and then suddenly stopped right in front of me, blocking my way. I immediately sent forth righteous thoughts. Then the police started their engines and raced forward again. The people nearby watching this called out, “Why are they driving so erratically?!”
Actually, countless such miraculous things have occurred to practitioners. I have shared just three that I have experienced to bear to witness of Master’s care and the greatness of Falun Dafa. I cannot express my infinite gratitude to Master. With all that I have, I cannot repay the mighty virtue of our Teacher. The only thing I can do is to try harder to save more people and cultivate more and more diligently! Thank you, my benevolent Master!
Selected from “Call for Articles about Divine Occurrences in the Human World”
