(Minghui.org) One day in 2020, a fellow practitioner and I went out to clarify the truth. I only had a few glass amulets with me. I was talking to a man who said he wanted a wooden gourd-shaped amulet. I asked the other practitioner to give me some but she pulled a face and said, “You save sentient beings regardless of what materials you use,” and didn’t give me an amulet. I was upset and thought, “We usually get along quite well. We go out every day and talk with people about Falun Dafa. When I have some nice amulets, I give her some of them. But she didn’t give me one today, which I felt was unfair.”

That evening, four of us went to a mountainous area to put up some Falun Dafa banners and stickers in prominent places. One practitioner rode an electric bike and we all worked as a team. At one point, we stopped under a big tree. I said, “This tree is a good place to hang a poster.” I jumped up and grabbed a branch, and suddenly something stung my hand. I felt a lot of pain and a burning sensation. The fellow practitioner said it could be a scorpion. I immediately said, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I remembered that Master said,

“good or evil comes from a person's spontaneous thought” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun),

so I said, “I am okay” and repeated the phrases. Finally, the pain was alleviated, and we continued hanging banners.

It was dark when the other practitioner and I got on the electric bike and started home. We ran over a rock and the bike fell onto the road. My leg hit a rock. When I stood up, I saw that my left calf was bleeding. The other practitioner asked, “What should we do?” I said, “I am okay.” The blood soaked through my pants, but I didn’t feel any pain. We continued on, and got to a bridge where we planned to put stickers on the railing. As I got off the bike, I fell backward, and my head hit the ground. The practitioner was worried, “Are you alright?” I am over 70 years old but said, “I am okay.” I brought out the stickers and put them on the railing.

Back on the bike, I said, “Why did we encounter so many glitches tonight? We have been working together for quite a long time and have never had an accident before.” The practitioner said, “Let’s look within.”

Upon returning home, I realized that all the things that happened were not accidental. Actually, they were caused by the resentment I held towards that practitioner. How dangerous such a feeling is. If the bike went one meter further, we would have fallen into a ditch that is about ten meters (33 feet) deep; and both of us could have died. That didn’t happen thanks to Master’s protection. I said, “Master, I am sorry that I let you down. I don’t want to feel resentment any more.”

Through reading experience sharing articles, I saw many Falun Dafa practitioners passed away because they felt resentment and the old forces took advantage of it. I thought, “It is very dangerous. I am here to assist Master, rectify the Fa, and save sentient beings. Without a human body, how can I do that?”

I decided to focus on my attachment of resentment. Whenever feelings of resentment appeared, I sent righteous thoughts to eliminate them. I won’t allow it to stay in my dimensional field for one minute.

Thank you Master Li for your mercy and saving me so that I can be a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple. It is a great honor. No words can adequately express my gratitude. The only thing I can do to thank Master for his kindness is to be diligent.