Believing in Teacher, Broken Finger Healed

I am a Falun Gong practitioner from Hainan Town, Xichang City, Sichuan Province. I am about 60 years old. In 2006, I made a wooden frame to plant some grapes. When I extracted a steel thread to bind the frame, it bounced back and snagged the upper part of my third finger. The thread broke my finger right away. The bone was broken and the skin ripped open. Several people helped me to remove the steel thread that had lacerated my finger. One of them called an ambulance to take me to a hospital in the city for treatment.

With a clear mind that I was a Falun Gong practitioner, I knew Teacher would protect me from any trouble. I went to a local village clinic instead of going to the hospital in the city. The doctors were very concerned about my injury and said that they could not operate on me. I said, "You do not need to do anything special. Just do conventional treatment, like sewing up the injured skin and binding the broken finger to a plasterboard." They insisted that I would need more than minor treatment. The injury would required injections, medications, and transfusions. I said, "No, you need not do that. I will recite, 'Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good' and I will be fine." They were concerned that my condition might deteriorate, so the doctors asked my family members and me to sign an agreement declining treatment so that they would not be held accountable for any unforeseeable problems in the future. We signed it.

After I returned home, many of my neighbors, friends, and relatives came to see me. My mind was worry-free, firmly believing that I would be fine. The doctors warned about acute pain keeping me up during the night, but that did not happen. I slept the first night. It felt as if some ants were tenderly biting the finger and I did not feel any pain at all. On the third day, I went back to do my farm work. On the seventh day, I was washing my clothes barehanded. On the tenth day, I went to the village clinic to have the sutures removed from my finger. The doctors were very surprised to see that the stitches had already broken and my finger had recovered.

All the fellow villagers heard my story. They all admired Dafa and said, "Falun Dafa is really magical."

Broken Glass Missed Me

By Xiari, a Falun Gong practitioner from China

I began practicing Falun Gong in 1996 when I was quite young. Here, I would like to tell you an interesting story that happened to me when I was a middle school student.

One day we staged a performance in school. After the performance was over, we all went back to our classroom to change our clothes. The girls went first while the boys waited for their turn. Before the girls were finished, the boys began their tricks. They kept knocking on the door and the window above. Some of them jumped up and pushed the window open. I was sitting close to the door. After I changed my clothes, I went to the door to close the window and slotted the bolt so that the boys would not push it open again.

When I slotted the bolt, a boy pushed the window again. "Crash!" I heard something break into pieces and just miss my head. I could see the light reflecting off the shattered glass but did not instantly react to it.

When I looked around, the floor was covered with glass. The shattered glass around me could have hit my head, but had missed it. My head and body were not injured from the glass. Later, I realized that Falun Dafa had saved me from danger because I am a practitioner and protected by Teacher at all times.