Witnessing a Miracle: Chandelier Glows at Group Fa-Study while Building Has No Electricity
(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa in May 1996. Within a month, all of my illnesses were cured.
I used to be infamous for my poor health. I would have to wear sweaters even on hot days, and a short walk could leave me breathless. After practicing Falun Dafa, however, I became totally healthy and my face glowed with a rosy countenance. I was immensely impressed by the wonderfulness of Dafa and Master's grand mercy. I felt so happy and fortunate that I could obtain the Fa and become a Dafa disciple.
My home became a place for a local group Fa-study. Several miraculous things happened when we studied the Fa together. I'd like to share one such experience.
Before July 1999, when the communist regime launched the persecution of Falun Dafa, we had group Fa-study at my home every evening. The attendees ranged from 20 to nearly 100 years of age. One night while we were studying the Fa, one of the bulbs from the large chandelier suddenly became extremely bright. The practitioners could not help looking up at the chandelier before continuing to study the Fa.
After Fa-study, when fellow practitioners went downstairs to get ready to leave, they found other residents from my building gathered downstairs and staring at my apartment with puzzled looks. It turned out that within the entire building, my apartment was the only one that had a light on. Only after the last practitioner had left did my apartment's light go out. Subsequently, I learned that the entire residential building had a power outage for quite a while, as the fuse from the master power switch had blown out. Nevertheless, the light in my apartment had been on up until the last practitioner left.
The neighbors couldn't understand how it was possible. A neighbor from upstairs told me: “I came home after work to cook dinner. When I plugged in the rice cooker I thought it was broken, and when I tried to turn on the lights, I realized we had a power outage. So I went downstairs. As I passed by your apartment, I heard you folks reading. I wondered, 'How could they read in the dark?'
“Then, once I was downstairs, I looked up to your window and saw that you still had power. I figured the fuse in my apartment must have blown out. However, then I noticed that every apartment had no power except yours. The neighbors gathered under your window and wondered how this could be. We called in an electrician, who said that the fuse of this building's master power switch had blown. Nobody could figure out what was going on. We wondered if you had a separate wire connected to your apartment.”
“Is that right?” I asked, smiling. “There is no separate wire. That is the miracle of Dafa!”