I am Sun Yongping, formerly a co-worker of a house church. Because I was single, having no family entanglements, and was willing to pursue to make progress, the church specially paid attention to training me. So I often had chances to go to work and study in other places. In recent years, every time I came back from working in other places, I was loaded with rumors about “Eastern Lightning.” Unconsciously, I was deeply poisoned. Especially after I read a book called Refute the Cult Eastern Lightning, I resisted Almighty God even more fiercely. Before I checked or investigated it, I already felt very disgusted with and hostile to this “way” that I knew nothing about. So, I followed the general trend and rebuked and refuted “Eastern Lightning,” and also mobilized all the brothers and sisters to curse “Eastern Lightning” in their daily prayers. Meanwhile, I also heard the rumors say, “The people of ‘Eastern Lightning’ are extremely cruel. If you do not accept what they preach, they will use violence on you, such as gouging out your eyes, cutting off your nose, or cutting off your ears. Besides, they will seduce you with beauty or buy you off with money. They will give you anything that you lack as long as you accept their ‘way.’…” For a time, there had been too much publicity about those rumors. The entire religious world accepted them to be true, and I also hated, antagonized, and feared this “way” all the more. I lived in constant dread, fearing that I might “lose my footing” and fall into the “trap” of “Eastern Lightning.”

In the summer of 1999, a sister who believed in Almighty God, introduced by someone else, came to my home to fellowship with me with the purpose of preaching the way of truth to me. However, I drove her out of my house and warned her, “Don’t come to me anymore from now on. I won’t accept the way you preach!”

At another time, a brother told me: “A female colleague of mine also believes in Jesus. She often comes to my home and talks about the matter of belief in God with me. Could she be from ‘Eastern Lightning’?” I asked him what she talked about. He said, “She fellowshipped with me from Genesis about how God created man and woman and then….” Before the brother finished his words, I stopped him and said, “That’s enough. Ten to one she is a heretic, for I have grasped some of the ways in which they preach their doctrine and its content. Her fellowship fits well.” I devised a plan right then and said, “Let’s do it this way. When she comes again, you make an appointment with her and ask her to have a good fellowship with you. Then I will bring some people to catch her on the spot.” Thus, we acted according to our plan but did not succeed in the end.

One morning in the autumn of 2001, while I was offering a morning prayer at home, I vaguely heard someone speaking to my mother outside, “Aunty…” Knowing that some strangers wanted to enter our house, I immediately stopped praying and walked outside to have a look. There were really two strangers. Seeing me come up, they nodded to me and greeted me kindly. Without saying a word, I pushed them toward the gate and said, “Go, go, go!” They said surprisingly, “Brother, how can you do this? …” I pushed them all the way out of the yard and slammed the gate behind me. Later, I knew that the two sisters specially came from another place, preparing to preach God’s end-time gospel to me. However, I drove them away mercilessly.

In retrospect, I had done too many evil things. There was one worse thing, which happened in the summer of 2002. One day at noon, I received a call from a sister, in which she said, “A woman who preaches heresy has come to the home of a co-worker. What should we do? We can’t handle it.” “You stall her first. We’ll be there in a minute!” After I hang up the phone, we immediately took a taxi there. That sister had already come out of the co-worker’s house and was standing outside talking about something with the several sisters of our church. I said, “Catch her!” Then, six people forcibly took her upstairs to that co-worker’s home. As soon as we stepped into the room, we began searching her and kept her bag as well. I pointed at her and said fiercely, “I tell you, I won’t let you go easily if you don’t lay things on the line! Since you have fallen into my hands, you have to admit defeat!” However, these words did not make her frightened; instead, she became calmer and more collected, sitting there without saying a word. Furious at this, I gave her a heavy slap on the face. Instinctively, she covered her face with her hands, and blood immediately flowed out through her fingers. The several sisters beside me were so scared that they were in a fluster. Fearing the consequences, they helped her clean the face with the tissue paper. At that time, I had completely lost my humanity and even said such words: “Leave her alone. Let her help herself. Don’t show mercy to such a person.” After they finished cleaning up the mess, I continued questioning her but she still remained silent. At this time, the tall brother who came with me rushed at her fiercely, kicked her and the chair to the floor, and then gave her several more kicks. Afterward, I walked up to her, dragged her up from the floor by her hair, and shouted, “Stop pretending! Today if you don’t make a full confession, there is more fun later! …” Thus, under our beating, that sister had no strength to resist. Even after two o’clock in the afternoon, I did not give her anything to eat or drink. And even when she asked me to give her the medicine in her bag, I did not give it to her. At last, seeing that we would not release her, she asked, “Are you believers in Jesus or not? How come you don’t have any love or mercy as a believer in Jesus?” I said, “What shows that I don’t have love or mercy?” She said, “Will anyone who has mercy not care for others when seeing them suffer from illness? Will anyone who has love beat a weak lady?” I walked up to her and retorted upon her, saying, “Can we show love to a person like you? We will beat you as many times as you come until you dare not come again….” After a while, that tall brother called me out and said, “Leave here now. I have reported her to the police.” So we left in a hurry. Later, I heard that that sister was taken to the police station. Just like that, I gave the sister who preached the end-time gospel a good beating and handed her over to the “authority of Herod.” Now, as I think of this matter, I extremely hate myself, and I also realize that my human nature is too bad and that I really deserve to be cursed.