(Clearwisdom.net) I used to have six different illnesses. After I started practicing Falun Dafa to improve my health, all my illnesses disappeared. Not only that, I felt younger and happier, walking with lighter and faster steps. I'd like to share my experiences.

Here I'd like to share several miracles I encountered, so that fellow practitioners can see Teacher's grand mercy and Dafa's wonders. These miracles can encourage practitioners to become more diligent on their way to validating the Fa.

a. Last month, when I was about to remove a pressure cooker full of soup from the stove, as I entered the dining hall, the cooker suddenly dropped to the floor and exploded. The soup flew everywhere, objects around me were broken and a window was shattered. The hot soup filled my shoes but my feet weren't scalded. They didn't even turn red. There were many guests at my home but not a single drop of the soup landed on anyone. They all said, "This is really the protection of your Teacher Li."

b. When I built my house in 1998, one of the lift slabs on the second floor broke. However, it remained in place. If it had broken while people were working underneath, the result would have been too horrible to imagine. I realized that only Falun Dafa practitioners could encounter such a miracle of preventing danger.

c. I was once on the third floor roof mixing concrete with water using a stick. I kept stepping backward as I mixed. Suddenly someone tapped me. I looked behind and found that I was already at the edge of the roof. I thought it must be merciful Teacher who had saved my life.

d. One day in June 1999, while riding my bicycle, I was run down by a motorcycle. Someone helped me to get up and told me, "I've memorized the number of the motorcycle. You must find him and sort this out." My niece was actually in charge of the transportation department at that time. But I said, "I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I won't make trouble for him." Two days later, the purple swelling on my foot completely disappeared. People said that practitioners were really kind-hearted people.

e. It rained for several days after my house was finished. People said, "From ancient times to the present, it never rains at night in June. How come your house is so well protected? It seems that the heavens are really protecting Falun Gong people."

f. On the morning of September 13, 2001, several bad people dragged me from my home into a vehicle and took me to a detention center. In the detention center, other criminals found that there were no mosquitoes where I slept so they all squeezed to where I was. I said to them, "You must give up doing evil and return to good. If you practice Falun Gong like us, Teacher will protect you as well. After you complete cultivation, you'll no longer suffer in this secular world." Some of them really obtained the Fa afterwards.

g. On May 20, 2002, because of the groundless persecution, I was illegally tried. However, while the procurator was trying to read out his indictment, outside the courthouse loud firecrackers were set off for thirty two minutes. The trial was thus interrupted. I warned them, "This is the gods preventing you from persecuting virtuous practitioners."

h. At 6:00 a.m. on August 26, 2002, we were being transferred to another jail. It hadn't rained when we reached the gate with our belongings. However, a minute later, while we were being escorted to the vehicle, heavy rains suddenly stormed down, together with terrible thunderbolts. I said to the police in the vehicle, "Look, the heavens are showing their indignation at this groundless persecution."

i. While incarcerated in Qinduangkou Prison, I was forced to dig ditches with inmates from two different teams. Everyone was given a certain length to work on. Strangely enough, in the area assigned to me, underneath the several inches of hard soil, there was loose sand, while there were only hard rocks at all the other places, including the ground right around that assigned to me. I cried from the bottom of my heart to those people, "Look! This is my merciful Teacher looking after me." My feet pained me badly at that time. I couldn't sleep at night and lacked energy. I was so grateful that my eyes filled with tears.

j. Now I'd like to talk about how one thought can make a difference. When my feet pained me in the prison, I was forced to go to the hospital. The doctor asked me, "What's wrong with you?" I said, "There is nothing wrong with me. We Falun Gong practitioners don't need to see doctors." The doctor said, "Well, it's up to you. If you don't want to be treated, I won't treat you." After I left the hospital, my feet really stopped hurting and I haven't had any pain for the past several years.

While in the prison, even though we were subjected to all sorts of inhuman torture, we still persisted in clarifying the truth, exposing the evil, and opposing the persecution. We had effectively rejected the evil's poisoning. We shouted out loudly, "Falun Dafa is wonderful" in the hall and during the meetings. Although some of us were handcuffed, beaten severely until our mouths swelled and our bodies were badly wounded, put into solitary confinement and subjected to strict surveillance, we were not scared. We did not fear these atrocities. We still wrote, "Falun Dafa is wonderful" and posted the sentence everywhere. This manifested Dafa practitioners' iron wills and dignity.

Later the commissar asked me, "How on earth does your Falun Gong benefit people? Why don't you fear imprisonment? Why are you so steadfast? I heard that your Teacher is a god. Then why does he need to eat and wear clothes, too? Why did he go to the U.S.?" I clarified the truth to him. I told him about Dafa's benefits, and that Dafa can make people healthy and upgrade people's morality. I then said, "The purpose of cultivation is to break away from the abyss of misery in the human world and samsara. Our Teacher has come to save sentient beings." He smiled after he listened to all this and left happy. Because of our joint efforts, righteous thoughts, and righteous actions, we finally rectified the evil environment.

There is no worse place than jail. The hardships, hard labor, mental pressure, beatings and curses made every minute feel like a year. However, no matter how hard it was, we persisted with Fa study. Hiding underneath our quilts, we often read Teacher's articles from midnight until day break. We didn't feel tired and could memorize the most difficult articles. Jailed in the prison, we really longed to get out earlier to study the Fa, do the exercises, and save sentient beings.

My life was created by Dafa and saved by Teacher. We can't change our faith in Teacher and Dafa under any circumstances. The best way to thank Teacher is to improve as a whole, catch up with the progress of Fa-rectification, and do well the three things required by Teacher.

Please kindly correct me if I made any mistakes.

Posting date: 6/8/2006
Original article date: 6/7/2006
Category: Cultivation in Persecution
Chinese version available at http://www.minghui.org/mh/articles/2006/5/24/128683.html