(Minghui.org) For three years I struggled to survive due to a genetic disease. I do not like to think about the suffering that I endured in those years. It’s difficult to describe those days. I tried my best to just survive and stay alive. Even though I suffered a lot, I am lucky because Dafa saved me and changed my life. It is Master who gave me a second chance at life. The purpose of this article is to tell everybody that Falun Dafa is the Fa of the universe and Master is here to save people. The Fa is extraordinary, and if you believe in Dafa with all your heart, you will be blessed.

At the Beginning, I Did Not Cherish Dafa

I started learning Falun Dafa in 1996 when I was 24 years old. At that time, my daughter was only two. I did not have a chance to read Zhuan Falun completely during the first year of practice, due to family burdens. I knew that Dafa was good and felt drawn to the Dafa books. When new Dafa books and articles were published, I would buy them no matter how poor I was. Later, when my child grew older, it was necessary for me to go get a job, and I did not have time to study Dafa.

When the persecution started in 1999, although I did not practice as diligently as other practitioners, I knew Dafa was good. So I took Dafa related materials with me and clarified the truth to people I met. I also repeated, “Falun Dafa is good” in my heart. At that time, my job kept me very busy. I did not know many fellow practitioners after I acquired Dafa, and eventually I gave up the practice. However, I still saved some money for the material production center, because I sometimes asked for materials to give to others to tell them that Falun Dafa was good.

I Thought of Dafa and Master During My Illness

In March of 2010, I was ill with a genetic disease called liver ascites. My mother, my uncle, and three of my aunts had died from this disease. The eldest died at the age of 40. Two of the three children of my eldest aunt have this disease, and one of them has already passed away. My other aunts each have several children with liver disease as well. In my own family, my sister and brother have this disease, too. Our family is well known in the neighborhood for having this disease. Nobody would marry a member of our family. Our finances are very good, but it is very difficult to mention this disease in front of others.

I knew the power of Falun Dafa and thought of Master and Dafa in this situation. So I started practicing Falun Dafa again in an attempt to treat my disease. This time I was serious about cultivation. Four other practitioners and I studied the Fa together every day. After about three weeks, my disease got worse. My belly grew bigger and bigger, and I could not calm down to study the Fa. Thought karma and karma from my family situation interfered with all aspects of my life. At that time, I did not know to look inside myself. I had many everyday thoughts. I heard from fellow practitioners that most practitioners should help with the making of Dafa related materials. So I considered printing the materials myself. I had taken many materials from other practitioners for years; shouldn’t I make some on my own? Therefore, I bought a computer and a printer. My husband helped me download and print the materials. I distributed the information about Falun Dafa at night, because I dared not do it in the daytime. I was afraid that people who saw how ill I appeared would think badly of Falun Dafa.

Near Death Due to My Attachment

I started learning Dafa with this attachment of curing my disease. I did not do the right thing in making materials. The disease did not get better, instead, it became worse. I was not able to sleep at night. I am 165cm tall and my normal weight should be 60kg, but when my disease was very severe, my weight reached over 100kg. My belly looked scary and I could only sleep in a sitting position.

One day, my father-in-law left the house and forgot to lock the door. Ms. Zhao from upstairs came down and saw me. She cried aloud when she saw me, “How did you end up like this since the last time I saw you several months ago? Xiaohong, if you don’t have enough money, I can help.” I replied to her weakly, “Don’t worry. I am studying Falun Dafa now. This is just a process of clearing karma from my body. I will be all right in a few days.” Ms. Zhao was quite worried and she insisted on borrowing money for us and contacting the hospital even though we had declined her help. After that, all my neighbors knew that I was very ill and they thought that I was about to die.  

One day, a fellow practitioner visited me. She was shocked when she first saw me. My husband and her son worked together at a place far away from home. She told her son about my situation. After my husband heard about it, he called my sister and brother. My sister came to see me and we cried together. Because I did not study Dafa deeply enough and also listened to the fellow practitioner, I went to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Harbin Medical University. I stayed in the hospital for about a month and spent 30,000 yuan. However, after I came back from the hospital, I was not any better. So I went to the Daqing Second Hospital and stayed for 8 days. I bought the medicine for one month and spent 10,000 yuan. Our family was not that rich. This made our economic condition worse. We now had a huge debt. My husband worked away from home and my child went to school, leaving only my father-in-law and me at home.  My father-in-law is a practitioner. Since there was nobody who could help give me injections, I moved to my father’s house, and my brother helped me with the injections. My family looked for all kinds of medicine, including an ancestral prescription, for me. I tried six kinds of traditional remedies, but I still did not get any better. Therefore, I had to surrender to my fate.

My Understanding Changed

On October 1, 2010, my daughter paid me a visit on her holiday. She brought me some copies of the Minghui Weekly. When I read the articles, I felt that all of them were intended just for me. It seemed the fellow practitioners were talking to me. I finished reading them all at once. I realized that Dafa practitioners should not take medicine. What fellow practitioners said was correct. I am a practitioner. I am halfway to being a god even when I first begin to practice. How can everyday people treat a god? A god would not be ill in the first place. From then on, I decided not to take any medicine. Nobody in the family understood me. Even my father did not talk to me. When I came back to live with my family, all my relatives bought me food and drink. They chatted with me and took care of me. They knew that my days were limited and asked me to enjoy my remaining time as much as possible. However, when I stopped taking medications, they all changed their attitude. They did not believe me. My father said, “I will buy a pig for dinner if Dafa can cure you.” This time, I would not change my mind no matter what they said. I insisted on practicing. One time when I was holding the wheel, I suddenly calmed down. I didn’t know why I wanted to cry. I cried for a long time, but I did not know the reason. Now, I realize that it was because I saw the process of Master’s suffering on behalf of practitioners.

On October 23, 2010, I returned home. When I got there, my family members were very sad, especially my father, my uncle, and my aunt. They told my husband to prepare for my funeral and buy me good clothes. I heard that they cried after I left and then went back to their homes.

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Caption: Pictures of her feet. She did not provide pictures in her severe condition because her belly was so big and very scary looking. It seemed as if it would explode if touched. Nobody thought she would make it. She walked on the path of saving people with feet like this.

Dafa Cured this Inherited Disease

As soon as I got back home, several fellow practitioners came and sent forth righteous thoughts together for me. They did this for months. They guided me to look inside myself and cultivate myself in studying the Fa. One day, I felt that I could not make it when I choked after drinking water during the night. I coughed for four hours. I had asthma and could not speak. It was difficult for me to move very much. My belly was too big to move with my body.  I had to put a pillow on my legs to hold it. I did not think about my disease, but only of Dafa. Now I had to use the limited time I had to learn as much as I could.  Thus, I spent a lot of time studying the Fa, practicing the exercises, and sending forth righteous thoughts. I looked inside and got rid of the attachments and thoughts that I shouldn’t have. Although I could not stand, I practiced the moving exercises leaning against the furniture and practiced the sitting exercise leaning against the bed. No matter how hard it was, I never gave up. I sat on my bed and kept my legs on the ground for about three years. I never laid down to sleep like a normal person. I put a desk near my bed and laid down on the desk if I needed a nap.

One night when I was lying on the desk, I had a dream. In the dream, I was in an iron cage with two others, one tall and one short. The door of the cage opened suddenly, so we went out. I was the second one to exit. When I woke up, I realized that it was Master who saved me.

In August 2011, I heard that an evil being within the CCP was dead. A lot of people set off fireworks and my husband took me out on his bicycle to join them. My husband helped me when I came downstairs to go out, but upon returning home I was able to go upstairs all by myself! From then on, my belly got smaller and smaller. In November, the fluid in my belly went down to my legs and then came out through my feet. Now my belly is normal size, but I still have about one kg of water coming out of my feet every night. So I could not put my feet on my bed. With my legs the way they were, it was difficult to go out to clarify the truth. One day I went out to pass out flyers and stickers. After an hour, my slippers were all wet and I could not move my feet.

Back to a New Life and Fulfilling My Promise

During the past year, my family members have come to visit me often. They witnessed the wonder of Dafa.  They quit the CCP and helped me spread the news of Falun Dafa. The other day, my father came to visit, and I remembered a promise he once made to me. I asked him whether he remembered it. He answered, “Sure! I will go buy a pig as soon as I get home!”  I told him, “Dad, forget it. Your daughter is a practitioner. Practitioners cannot kill life. You can give the money to save people instead of buying a pig to roast.” My father asked, “How much do you need?” “One hundred yuan should be enough,” I replied. My father donated the money to the local material center.

I want to use my own experience to confirm that Dafa is extraordinary. Everyone who knows me regards me as a wonder. Master, please don’t worry. I know that my life is given by Master and I will remember my mission. I will keep up with the process of Fa-Rectification and do the three things well. I will not forsake Master’s merciful salvation of humankind, nor will I let everyday people down. I will be a qualified practitioner in the Fa-Rectification period.