One evening, brother Chen went to burn a pile of dead wood. After pouring gasoline and igniting the wood, a great fire instantly appeared. The wind made the great fire jump high. Unable to escape in time, brother Chen was engulfed by the great fire and his hair was burning. Within a fraction of a second, a layer of cool air covered his eyes and only the left side of his face and left arm were burned.

During those dangerous and frantic moments, he thought he was going to die. Within that critical time, he understood clearly that Master had saved his life. Furthermore, his eyes were totally unharmed.

When medical treatment was sought, the doctor said to brother Chen: "You will not possibly be able to sleep tonight. You will be in great pain." But surprisingly enough, he slept very well that night and did not feel any pain.

After a few days, brother Lin returned from overseas. He went to brother Chen's home. After seeing the bandages on his face and arm, and discovering what had happened, he understood why Master had asked him to bring back some ointment.

Recently, I went to South Africa to collect the proceeds from the sale of my house there. Only when I arrived did I find that the person who had translated for me had forged my signature and stolen all the money from the sale.

A total stranger in a foreign country, and incapable of speaking any foreign language, this incident struck me like a thunderbolt. Panic-stricken, all I could do was telephone back to my family in Formosa, crying, pouring out my grief, and asking for help.

During the day, I hired another translator to help me find a lawyer and report the case to the police. In the evenings, I cried until I could hardly sleep, and couldn't meditate in peace. After a few days, I felt myself nearing the edge of collapse. I could only pray to Master in my heart: "Master, I am at a loss as to what to do about this case regarding the house, nor can I still my mind to meditate. I am going crazy. Master, please tell me what to do through Your guidance in Your books."

After praying sincerely, I casually turned the pages of a News magazine that had been on the bedside table, and saw some letters in bold, large print: "Master's almighty power takes care of everything. The Master power is always looking after us, we really have no need to worry."

Although I am not a literate person, Master's message was straight forward to me - "No need to worry!" The heavy burden on my chest was instantly relieved. When I was unable to calm my mind to meditate, it was just like Master giving me a tranquillizing shot. I went out of the house, looked at the night sky, and knelt down to thank Master.

The outcome of the case was exactly as Master had indicated. The person who stole my money appeared to make a compromise with me. I took back all the money, plus interest for the few months.

The people who handled the case - apart from eating vegetarian food with me, also asked me about Master's teachings. The sample booklets and News magazines that I brought with me were all asked for.

I know the outcome of the matter was entirely due to Master's taking care of me. Trying to handle the problem with one's own ability is really limiting and ignorant. If we believe and rely on Master wholeheartedly, there is really no need to worry!

The San Jose Meditation Center is located on a vast wooded hill. Our neighbors have told us that this area has not been disturbed by civilization. There are big trees over a hundred years old next to exposed granite rocks; and in the springtime, the whole area is covered with multi-colored flowers. The mysterious and divine atmosphere of the area is also reflected in our hearts. Master has truly given the San Jose practitioners a "Buddha Land" full of spiritual vibration.

Early one morning, after coming down the hill where we did our meditation, because the meditation hall was not yet ready, we were greeted cheerfully by one of our American neighbors. He asked if we saw anything up on the hill. We replied that we had not. He proceeded to recount the following story to us.

He said that in the early morning, while he was out checking his horses, he saw a bright light radiating down from the sky onto our property. He had never seen a light of such intensity before. It was so bright and crystal clear that he had the sensation of being lifted from the earth.

At first, he thought that it was the headlight of a police helicopter shining down, but this light was a thousand times brighter. Furthermore, the sound roaring from the sky was not that of a helicopter because it was rather diffused and warm. To record the miraculous phenomenon, he rushed into his house, grabbed his video camera, and rushed back outside. But when he came back outside, the light vanished as suddenly as it had appeared.

In the morning he recounted that event to his wife and children. They were happily surprised.

He thought the light may have been a manifestation of Jesus, and asked us what we thought of the phenomenon. One of us replied, "Congratulations!" and then we said our goodbyes to our neighbor. We left full of joy and we were thankful for our Master's love and power.

Around the last week of September 1995, we had a special group meditation one evening with a Quan Yin messenger while she was visiting the San Jose Meditation Center. To keep the meditation room quiet, some practitioners who felt the urge to cough voluntarily went outside to continue meditating. Among them was our young fellow initiate Ma. Around the end of the meditation, all the practitioners who were meditating outside saw a bright light in the sky radiating down onto our meditation center, just like the one our neighbor had seen previously. The light moved from the meditation hall to the library to the children's hall, and then back to the meditation hall. It then disappeared.

Ma recounted to us, emotionally and in all seriousness, the incident that she and the other fellow practitioners had seen with their own eyes. Her face gleamed so that it seemed to still reflect the divine light. We were so happy that we almost burst into tears.