(Clearwisdom.net) A few days ago two Falun Gong practitioners told me that if I repeated “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good," if I quit the CCP, or if I protected practitioners, I would be rewarded. In fact, I've always admired Falun Gong practitioners and understand that what the CCP is doing is evil. I quit the CCP without hesitation. At the same time, I suddenly realized that I have already been blessed by Falun Gong because I have protected the practitioners in the past.

It was the summer of 2001. One day at noon I was reading documents at a construction site when two women rushed in, each carrying a bag. Soon after two police officers showed up. They asked me if I had seen two women stop by. I said, “Nonsense! This is a construction site, and women are not allowed.” They stood there for a while and left.

I guessed that the two were Falun Gong practitioners, because I had seen practitioners out posting Falun Gong materials day and night, winter and summer. They were frequently arrested and beaten.

In China today, I admire Falun Gong practitioners the most. They have let go of concern for their lives to hold onto their faith. They risk going to Tiananmen Square to tell people the facts about Falun Gong. They speak up, and the world admires them. I was ashamed—I was a man and should have done more to protect them. I simply followed my heart to do what I could to keep them safe. Later on when I asked them, the women admitted they were Falun Gong practitioners. I let them stay for a while, went out to make sure that no one suspicious was hanging around, and then pointed them in a safe direction.

Not too long after that, I headed home from the construction site. I rode my bike and went to pick up some meat for dinner. I had a big piece of raw pork on the back seat and several kilograms of cooked pork in the front basket. At entrance to my village, I encountered a huge truck with a load of coal. Before I knew what was happening, both my bike and I went underneath the truck.

My nephew’s wife was just passing by on her bike. She was so shocked to see that I was under the truck that she screamed, fell off her bike, and fainted. I did not even know how I got under the truck. I went under the truck on one side and got out on the other side. I quickly picked her up and attempted to wake her up. After a while she came to, saw me, and screamed, “Are you real or a ghost?" I said, "Nonsense! Ghosts would not dare speak to you in the daytime.” After she was convinced, she started to sob. The truck left and I was not hurt, except for a little abrasion on my ears.

It was Falun Gong that saved my life. I believe that it has this ability and has supernatural power.

I thank Master. I admire Falun Gong practitioners. Every single one is kind, upright, and honest. From them I can see hope for China's future.