(Minghui.org) When I visited a neighbor in 1998, I saw a book she had, and took a quick glance through it. The whole book seemed to be talking about Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I kept thinking about these three words after returning home, and they appeared in my mind even when I slept.
Why was this? I returned to my neighbor's house the next day so that I could read the book, which was titled, Lecture in Sydney , and she lent it to me. I liked reading the lecture—especially how Teacher Li Hongzhi taught practitioners to become better people.
Miraculously, many of my illnesses vanished, including early-stage liver cancer, blood in the urine, rheumatism, and severe anxiety. I practiced Falun Gong secretly and did not tell others because I had been following another religion.
I later bought a copy of the book Zhuan Falun, and often found myself in tears while reading it. In this way, I became a genuine practitioner and improved myself according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
After beginning to practice, I worked hard to quickly improve my xinxing. For example, when I previously owned a family restaurant, a customer once left his entire monthly salary there—960 yuan in cash. Using the information in the envelope, I contacted his employer to find the owner of the money. He offered me 200 yuan as a reward, but I refused. His coworker, who was with him, said, “Because you are such a good person, we want to report this in our local TV station.” I told them that I practiced Falun Gong, and I asked them not to forget “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” The owner thanked me again and I said, “Please thank my Teacher. It was from his teachings that I learned to be like this.”
As I continued to better understand the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, I realized that Teacher was looking after me at all times.
One day I was delivering some goods on my motorcycle and a three-wheeled motorcycle hit me from the rear. It then continued on, running over my head and back. Even my helmet was crushed. I felt as if the bones in my chest and back were broken. I was in extreme pain, and it felt like my head had almost fallen off. I remembered Teacher's words from Lecture Four of Zhuan Falun :
“We have said that good or evil comes from a person’s spontaneous thought, and the thought at that moment can bring about different consequences.”
I wanted to stand up to validate Falun Gong. I tried with all my strength but still could not move. I could only slightly move my arms around. I asked Teacher for help, and I then stood up with what little strength there was in my arms before vomiting a mouthful of blood.
The police and my husband soon arrived. My husband was not a practitioner, so he wanted me to go to the hospital. I said I was all right, but he insisted and took me to the hospital. The doctor there was unable to find anything wrong with me. I know that Teacher helped me through the ordeal.
After returning home I could only lie down, and was unable to move even a bit. My husband complained, saying that I should have extorted money from the driver who hit me. I ignored him and asked our son where my motorcycle was. He said that it was at a repair shop, and that the police were holding the other vehicle. I said, “Please work with police to return that vehicle to the other driver. And we don't need him to cover our repair costs, either.”
The driver's family later visited me and offered 200 yuan. I told them that I was a Falun Gong practitioner and would not take it. I also explained to them the true situation of Falun Gong. They were very touched and said, “You practitioners are really good people. If you didn't practice Falun Gong, we would probably have to spend 8,000 yuan to repair your motorcycle and pay your medical bills. We really want to thank Falun Gong and your Teacher.”
Because I could not move much at all, my two children helped prop me up with some pillows. Since I could not lower my head to read the Fa, I knelt down to listen to the Fa-lectures. Three days later, I got out of bed and began doing the exercises. During the fourth exercise, my neck felt as if it was broken, but I ignored it and continued.
After one month, I was fully recovered and able to do heavy labor. My neighbors all saw the rapid improvement and were very impressed by Falun Gong. I was so thankful to Teacher for giving me another life.
After the persecution began, I could no longer maintain the restaurant, so I started a retail business.
One day, I went out to buy some goods with a truck driver. Soon, the driver grew tired while driving a mountainous stretch of road, and the trucked flipped over around midnight. After the truck had flipped over once, all the lights went out. The driver's father, who was traveling with us, frantically said that we were all going to die.
I knew that Teacher would help us. As the truck continued rolling, I heard glass breaking and the loud crash of metal echoing through the valley. It was very scary. Nonetheless, I sat steadfast as if I was nailed to the seat.
The truck finally came to a halt, and the driver climbed out a window before dragging me and his father out. It was dark and we could not see anything. We clung tightly to grass and shrubs as we climbed up the hill. We finally arrived at the road, but there was no cell phone signal on the mountain and no cars would stop for us. The driver walked a great distance to find a phone and called for help.
The tow truck came at about 7:00 or 8:00 a.m. Because the slope was so steep, it took us and local passersby the entire day to pull the truck up from below.
My brother's friend happened to drive by, and when helping us, he said to me, “The truck was totaled, but the seat that you were sitting in has no damage, and even the glass stayed intact. Then the truck stopped at the edge of steep cliff. It was really a miracle.”
When I told people in the past about Falun Gong, many of them laughed at me. Now they all know about the miraculous blessings of Falun Gong. After the accident, dozens of people quit the Chinese Communist Party, and some even took up the practice.
The driver and his father had only minor injuries, and I had no injuries at all. When the driver came to visit me one day, he thought that I might ask him for money. A friend of mine told him, “She would not do such a thing because she's a Falun Gong practitioner.” The driver then asked how I felt. I said I was fine and that he should just take good care of his father. I also told him to always remember, “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” He was very thankful to Falun Gong and Teacher.
Many people in our city heard about the accident. When a neighbor, who was also a driver, came to visit me, he said, “You must have accumulated a lot of virtue and been blessed by your practice.”
My husband did not want to hear about Falun Gong in the past. He even beat me and burned the books. From this incident however, he witnessed the miraculous nature of Falun Gong, and he was very thankful thereafter.