(Minghui.org) A fellow practitioner and I rode our scooters home after we distributed the Falun Dafa fliers we prepared one night. I lost control of my scooter just before we got to a forked road. I was thrown into the air, my mind went blank, and I fell right into a ditch that was 3 meters (10 ft) deep. My tailbone hit a big rock in the water, and my buttocks turned numb.

I quickly tried to stand up and shouted, “Master, Master!” “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” I tried to move my arms and upper body. When I sat back down on the rock, I saw that Master was standing right next to me. From the way he was looking at me, I could see that he had expectations for me, and at the same time was worried about me. I said to myself, “I am fine, totally fine.” Master immediately seemed relieved.

I was trying to get hold of the other practitioner, and didn’t have time to fully appreciate Master’s compassionate protection. As I was riding with the practitioner on his scooter, a voice said, “Do you want to continue practicing Falun Dafa? You will be buried in front of your mother’s grave.” I knew that this was the evils interfering with me, and replied, “No way will that happen. I won’t die. I have Master arranging everything for me.”

As soon as I got home and laid in bed, it felt like my internal organs had shattered into pieces, and the pain was excruciating. A voice said, “The spleen is shattered.” I ignored the pain and slowly replied, “If the spleen is shattered, Master will install a new one for me.” Ten minutes later I didn’t feel any pain at all. It’s been years, and I have not felt any pain in my abdomen.

Master constantly protects us and strengthens our righteous thoughts when we face ordeals, in the hope that we can better pass the tests. He worries whether we can endure the ordeals, and what thoughts we have during the hard times.

After the accident, I realized that I should pay more attention to my first thought when a test is upon me, instead of the physical pain. Master had already reduced the level of the physical damage when the scooter accident took place. Otherwise I would have suffered fractures everywhere and become paralyzed and bedridden, considering that I landed on a piece of rock after falling from a high place. I believe that Master endured most of the pain, and what he wanted was my righteous thoughts facing the accident.

This reminded me of a story from a few years back, when a practitioner cried bitterly over a seemingly hard test. I saw Master standing next to the practitioner, with expectation and support in his eyes. However the practitioner kept crying, as she had been terribly wronged and had a grudge. I felt that Master hoped that she would pass the test, but she just cried. Seeing that, Master slowly walked away. I felt awful.

Walking the path of cultivation is like crossing a turbulent river on a half-broken single-plank bridge. What we don’t know is that Master has strengthened the bridge. Although we may feel scared as we walk on the bridge, Master has long prepared us for the test, and as long as we believe in him, we will be walking on the bridge like an open road.

Master has arranged the best for me. Words can’t express my feeling toward Master’s immense grace.