(Clearwisdom.net) I was fortunate to begin practicing Falun Dafa in 1995 and now I'm 71 years old. Initially, I didn't consider the importance of elevating my xinxing, so many obstacles were caused by my own doing on my path of cultivation. However, Teacher never abandoned me and helped me to escape from jail. I would like to share some of my experiences. Please point out anything inappropriate.
A spy informed on me to the police in 2001. I was arrested and taken to a local police station. I looked inward and identified some shortcomings, such as an attachment to money. I sent righteous thoughts on the way to the police department in order to eliminate them.
Once I arrived at the station, I acknowledged silently to Teacher that I didn't do things properly during my imprisonment at a forced labor camp in 2001 and asked for His help to do well this time. An officer asked me where I got the book Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, pamphlets, and computer. I replied, “I won't tell you. Would you betray your friends?” When another policeman abused me, I wasn't able to maintain my xinxing and said some bad words. About seven officers immediately jumped on me, then each one slapped me while I was held down in a chair. I repeated silently, “You will feel the pain, not me.” I truly didn't feel even the slightest pain. My face didn't change color or swell up. They stopped after each of them hit me seven times, probably because their hands hurt so much.
Since beating me didn't work, two officers pulled copper wires from a machine, then tied one to my ring finger and the other one to my forefinger. They demanded to know the name of the person that I obtained the truth clarification materials from. I replied, “I already said what I had to say, so you don't need to keep asking. I'll never give up my Falun Dafa cultivation, no matter what you to do.” After making this statement, I directed my thoughts, telling the electric shock not to touch me. In fact, I felt only a cold shiver, even though they raised the voltage four times.
Five more officials came into the room. One mentioned the Nine Commentaries, so I asked him to tell me which parts of the Nine Commentaries were wrong and that, in case he hadn’t read it yet, he ought to take one with him. “What about the pamphlet?” he asked. “Isn't the pamphlet about teaching people to become better, to be true, compassionate, and endure?” He continued, “Falun Gong practitioners are not allowed to take medicine.” I said “Why should practitioners take pills when they're actually not ill? Do you take pills when you're healthy?” He didn't have a response and left with his group.
It was nearly midnight. A young officer said, “I won't ask you any more questions. Go to sleep.” I thought, “I don't want to sleep. I shouldn't stay in this place, and I have assignments to complete outside.” I begged Teacher for help, saying, “Teacher, good practitioners reported on the Minghui/Clearwisdom website that they were able to unlock their handcuffs once they thought about it. What should I do now?” I asked Teacher for help, then kept reciting “I can become bigger or smaller,” while trying to pull my hands out. After a while my hands slipped out of the handcuffs. Unfortunately, the officer woke up at that very moment and asked, “How did you get your hands free?” He put the handcuffs back on, then went back to sleep.
After this lesson, I asked Teacher to keep him asleep. I released my hands from the handcuffs the same way, then untied my feet. I put on my shoes, walked to the corridor, and jumped through a window. A guard was standing beside the gate, and the wall was over 3 meters (almost 10 feet) high. I wanted to find a ladder or something else to help me climb the wall. There was nothing available. I saw a water pipe and stepped on top of it. Once I got on the water pipe, my body floated up in the air, so I grabbed the edge of the wall and pulled myself over it. That is how Teacher saved me from the evil.
I have experienced many miraculous things. At the beginning of July 2008, I traveled to a town about 20 kilometers away to distribute pamphlets. It started to rain before I completed that task, and although I didn't think of sending righteous thoughts, I recalled that Teacher once caused the rain to fall behind his car, because He didn't want to stop. I saw the rain move from falling in front of me, to dropping behind me. A few days later, I made the same trip and thought about sending righteous thoughts in order to keep the pamphlets dry from the rain. The rain fell, but when I got home, I realized that my clothes were dry, not even a bit damp. A practitioner said to me later, “You know what? Teacher put a cover over you.”
I recognized that Teacher was with me and protecting me every second of the day. I'll definitely cultivate well and do the three things better.
Selected from “Call for Articles about Divine Occurrences in the Human World”
