(Minghui.org) Last Saturday, my grandson had two days off and made a plan to tour Laojun Mountain with a few of his friends. Out of filial piety, he insisted I join them; however, I thought to myself that since we are cultivators the most urgent thing to do currently is the three things! How could I leisurely enjoy a sightseeing tour? I declined his invitation, but my grandson kept trying to persuade me. Suddenly, I came to realize that I should take this opportunity to save more sentient beings. Perhaps people with predestined relationships were waiting for me there. So, I agreed to go with them.
On the day of the trip, early in the morning I followed my grandson to the designated meeting place for the tour group. Our tour group consisted of about 50 to 60 people. After boarding the bus, I deliberately sat in an empty seat near the front in order to clarify the truth to the young bus driver. The driver had a pleasant and kind appearance and seemed very smart. He listened to me attentively and at the end, I gave him a talisman, which he happily hung at the front of the bus.
As the bus started its journey, I moved to sit with my grandson to a seat further back. My grandson's friends, noticing my rosy complexion and effortless gait, asked me how old I was. My grandson replied, “My grandmother will turn 80 this year!” Everyone found it hard to believe, so I further elaborated, “I'll be 80 years old in another two months!” They were extremely surprised and said that I looked about only 60 years old.
Then someone asked me how I maintained my youthful appearance. Did I take any miracle drugs? I realized this was an opportunity to clarify the truth. I told them, “I practice Falun Dafa!” I talked about the goodness of Falun Dafa, the persecution by Jiang Zemin, the Tiananmen self-immolation hoax and the organ harvesting. I mentioned that Falun Gong had spread to over 100 countries worldwide. There are practitioners in Hong Kong and Taiwan and we even have support from the United Nations.
Everyone on the bus quietly and attentively listened. One passenger, unable to wait any longer, hastily asked me how to practice the exercises. I replied, “I can demonstrate for everyone.” I started demonstrating in the aisle. The bus driver, hearing the commotion, shouted out, “Auntie, come to the front to do your demonstration so that we can all see.” I walked to the front and proceeded to do the four sets of standing exercises.
Seeing the graceful and simple movements, everyone commented that since this practice was so good, how could the government forbid people from practicing? I replied, “Because this practice is too good! Too many people were practicing and Jiang Zemin became jealous so he forbade people from learning.”
With this the passengers understood the truth and commented that the persecution of Falun Gong was unjust. Several professors were on board and they shared, “Jiang Zemin's persecution of Falun Gong is irrational. Many people in our school practiced Falun Gong before July 1999, but after the persecution, a lot of them were afraid to practice. A few were even expelled and sent to detention facilities. Not even heaven will tolerate this act. Originally, we did not understand Falun Gong nor did we fully understand the true situation; moreover, we believed the CCP's lies and propaganda. Today after listening to Auntie, this clarifies everything.”
After a few hours, we reached the mountains. Laojun Mountain is a place for Taoist cultivation. Surrounded by high peaks and deep ridges, the scenery was beautiful. There were several temples at the peak of the mountain, but as a practitioner, I only thought about saving sentient beings and spreading the Fa, and paid little attention to the tour.
My grandson and a group of other young people started their ascent to Jinding Peak. I had no interest in ascending the mountain and walked over to a nearby temple. I saw an old Taoist priest outside and went up to clarify the truth to him. However, he refused to listen and impatiently waved me away.
I then proceeded to another temple for nuns, and sent forth righteous thoughts while standing in the center courtyard. At this point, a Taoist nun walked out from within the building. She saw my raised palm and asked if I was a Buddhist. I told her I cultivate Falun Gong. In this way, I proceeded to naturally explain the truth to her and she attentively listened.
The Taoist nun told me she had heard of Falun Gong in the past, but had limited understanding of the practice. Now with deeper understanding, she was convinced that Falun Gong truly is a cultivation practice.
Later she proceeded to tell me her background. Due to family reasons, she became a nun at this temple when she was 13 years old. During the Cultural Revolution, religions were considered feudalistic superstition and she had been chased out of the temple by village officials. Homeless, she drifted to Southern Shenzhen and spent a number of years in a small temple there till a few years back when the village started focusing on tourism development. The temple was renovated and someone was sent to invite her to return home. She thus muddled through her time at the temple. Although it catered to her needs and meals, this could not be considered true cultivation.
“There are constant interpersonal conflicts within the temple with people fighting to gain money or scheming to cheat tourists out of their cash. For the past few years I have become very confused. Where are the righteous gods? Where is there still purity? Today, having heard your explanation, it feels like I have awakened from a dream! I know Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa!”
She sincerely told me she wished to study Falun Dafa! I knew in my heart that she was predestined to cultivate and I regretted not bringing any Dafa books with me.
My grandson and his friends descended from the mountain peak to find us deep in spontaneous and warm conversation. This prompted him to take a photo of us together. The nun happily told me of her plan to visit me after two days to borrow the Dafa book Zhuan Falun, and asked for my address and telephone number. She also passed me her name and number, and I volunteered to pay for her meals, lodging and travel expenses if she made the trip.
She thanked me profusely before we parted, and I told her not to thank me, but to thank Master for it was he who had arranged our meeting.
I describe this experience to emphasize a truth; if we place priority on saving sentient beings, Master will always arrange for predestined people to appear before us. I feel that this trip was not wasted at all!
As this is my first experience sharing, please point out any mistakes!
