(Clearwisdom.net) My son developed pneumonia in 1994 and had been seeing doctors for four years. We had spent over 8,000 Yuan [Chinese currency, the monthly salary for an average Chinese urban worker is about 500 Yuan], but his illness was still not cured. On October 24, 1998, by the lunar calendar, my family of three started practicing Falun Dafa. Soon afterwards, my son's pneumonia was miraculously cured.
Since July 20, 1999, my family has experienced many tests of our xinxing (mind or heart nature, moral character). Our faith in Dafa has been rock-solid, and we are determined to cultivate to the end.
At 7:40 am on November 25, 2002, I rode my motorcycle with my wife to visit relatives. While we were on the way, a motorized three-wheeler hit us from the side. It hit me on my left leg, and both my wife and I were thrown into the cornfield on the right-hand side of the road. At that moment, my only thought was that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I should have no problem. We stood up slowly and saw that the driver of the three-wheeler had fallen over too. We then helped him up and asked if he was OK. He said that he was all right. My fuel tank had a big dent. It was his front wheel that had hit my left leg, slamming my knee against the fuel tank and causing the big dent. It was such a forceful blow, yet my leg was not even broken. There was only a little bit of swelling on it, even though the steering column and chassis of his vehicle were heavily damaged. How did this happen? Both my wife and I had incurred no real injuries. This demonstrated to us that this dangerous situation had been averted by Teacher, who is always watching over us.
