(Minghui.org) I am a 76-year-old man who began practicing Dafa in 1998. A year later, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution in an attempt to wipe out the practice.

Township Leader Praises Me

I worked in a government office in a small county. I made the most of the position that Master arranged for me, taking advantage of my work to reach out to people in the county government, various government offices, the 56 directly affiliated units of my department, more than 260 subordinate units, and other units, so that I could clarify the facts to the people there.

In my spare time, I often used ways associated with truth-clarification to get in touch with people at different social levels. One hot summer day, a Sunday, I went to a small square and saw a man, who looked like an official, sitting on a long bench. There was an empty space next to him, so I sat down and started chatting with him. I learned that he was the head of a township.

I mentioned how everyone wanted to be healthy and live longer and followed that with the current situation on the COVID pandemic. I talked about the amazing effects of Falun Dafa on healing illnesses and keeping fit, which was demonstrated at the 1992 Health Expo in Beijing. I told him that, within a short period of time, over 100 million people in China started practicing Falun Dafa which is a high-level cultivation system of the Buddha school and is guided by the universal principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.

I let him know that the practice had spread to over 100 countries worldwide and that, out of jealousy given its popularity, Jiang Zemin, the former CCP leader, launched the persecution of Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. I also incorporated information from the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party to demonstrate the ruthlessness of the CCP after it took power.

He was willing to listen, so I talked about quite a few things, and we had a lengthy conversation. I also answered some of his questions, one of which was that he believed the CCP pays people’s salarires, to which I responded, “We get paid for the work we do, which has nothing to do with the Party. The CCP is just a name—the Party is an evil spirit. And where the Party get its money from? Isn’t from the taxes we pay?”

A little over an hour later, he decided to quit the Party and said, “You explained things very well!”

Using Dafa as Guidance to Improve One’s Character

After they quit the Party, many people have held my hands and thanked me emotionally. I often respond, “I only wanted to tell you how you can be saved. It’s Master Li who actually saves and protects you. If you want to thank someone, please thank him!” Every time, I am gratified to think that another being has been saved.

I often recalled Master’s Fa to caution myself. Every time I was able to clarify the facts and help someone quit the CCP, it was not because of how capable I was. My wisdom came from Dafa. I had nothing to show off about, since I was just following Master’s teachings to do what I was supposed to do.

I also ran into people whose had different opinions. Some took out their cell phones and threatened to report me to the police. Others said that I was against the CCP, and some even cursed me. Every time I ran into these situations, I always recalled Master’s words to encourage myself to remain calm and composed. But afterward, when I thought about the attitudes of those who were against Dafa I was sad, because they showed no respect for Master and cursed. Their resentment showed in their expressions.

By studying the Fa, I came to realize that, in my cultivation, sometimes my behavior came down to the fact that my xinxing fell short: I had not truly practiced kindness and didn’t show forbearance in the true sense. Deep down, I harbored multiple factors that didn’t comply with the Fa.

After I read Master’s recent articles, including “A Wake-Up Call,” I realized that everyone is a member of Master’s family and should be saved. But I just couldn’t forgive those who falsly accused or reported practitioners, guards who tortured practitioners, and judges who illegally gave practitioners heavy sentences. I didn’t have any compassion for them and even felt that I hated them. I failed to reach the realm of what Master said about having no hatred or resentment and treating hardship as joy. But I continued to follow Dafa’s standards to cultivate myself and worked hard to negate and eliminate the interference of those negative factors.

In recent years I’ve tried my best to use Dafa’s principles to rectify my every thought and action, dispelling interfering factors in my mind, and tried to improve my xinxing. I’ve been consistently reciting the Fa and sending righteous thoughts on my way from home to wherever I talk to people about Dafa. On my way, I repeatedly recite, “Falun Dafa is wonderful! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is wonderful!” I listen to Minghui podcasts when I cook meals and eat.

I live alone and do the exercises every morning for two and half hours. After dinner, I study the Fa for over four hours. In the daytime, I do nothing else but clarify the facts to people. Whatever the weather and whatever the situation, I have been doing the three things.

Treating a Physical Tribulation with Righteous Thoughts

After I got up one winter morning, I hurt all over. My limbs were weak, my vision was blurry, and my eyeballs and head throbbed with pain. I felt top-heavy, unsteady on my feet, and staggered when I tried to walk.

When I was unsure about what to do, something Master said came to mind:

“That’s why I’ve told you that when we cultivators feel uncomfortable somewhere in our bodies it isn’t sickness.” (“Fa Teaching Given in New York City,” Teachings at Conferences in the United States)

I was firm in my belief that it was not an illness, but rather an illusion: Old forces were interfering with and trying to persecute me. I had to eliminate and defeat them. No matter what, my going out to save people shouldn’t be interfered with. If I could save even just one person, it would still be worthwhile. I kept sending righteous thoughts as I headed out.

It was overcast, the wind was biting, sand was flying everywhere, and people were quickly deserting the small square. After a while, the wind had penetrated my entire body, and my feet werer frozen. I was so cold that I kept shivering. There was no one there anymore, so I thought I should just go home and started to head back when I remembered something Master said. I stopped, turned around, and walked over to a big tree in the square. I leaned against it to steady myself and to shelter from the wind.

I firmly believed that Master would bring people with predestined relationships to me. Sure enough, after a while, someone appeared. I walked over to him and started to chat. I learned that he had come from the city to visit relatives, so I seized the opportunity and helped him to quit the Youth League.

Snowflakes began to fall, and there were fewer and fewer people there. I looked around and saw two people going to the bus stop on one side of the square. I walked over to them and helped both of them quit the Party.

It was snowing harder. On my way home, I met an old man with a cane walking unsteadily. I offered to help him home. On our way, I helped him quit the CCP. Before we parted, he held my hands tightly. He was truly touched and didn’t know what to say.

I had a dream one night that I was adding soil to the roots of millet in a field, but there were only seedlings in the middle two ridges, and none in the two ridges on the sides. Four or five people were helping me add soil to the roots of the seedlings, and the seedlings flourished in the places where we put the soil. After I woke up, I understood that Master had given me a hint that I could do half of the task to save people, because gods were helping me. In the little time remaining, I will double my efforts to complete the mission that I have undertaken to help Master save people.

For all these years, I’ve tried my best to help people quit the Party, whatever their occupation or social status. I have helped incumbent and retired leaders of the township Party committee and township government, directors of government agencies, police officers, street vendors, street sweepers, waste collectors, disabled people, and others.

I don’t know how many people I have helped quit the CCP. I’ve just followed Master’s requirements, cultivating myself while doing the three things well, realizing my prehistoric vow, and accomplishing my historic mission.