Chance Internet Encounter Brings Great Good Fortune (Part 3 of 3)
(Minghui.org) (Continued from Part 2)
Drug Dealer Reborn
Xiao Yang was a drug dealer who was incarcerated for selling 60 grams of heroin. One of the other inmates told her that her offense was very serious and that selling over 50 grams could result in 15 years to life, or even a death sentence.
Another inmate in the cell was named Ahong. One day, Xiao Yang told Ahong, “In my dream last night, a man told me to learn something from you.” Ahong was surprised, “Do you know what I do?” Xiao Yang answered, “I don't.” Ahong replied, “I practice Falun Gong. Do you want to learn?” Xiao Yang thought for a second and said, “I will learn it if you teach me.”
Xiao Yang was soon transferred to another cell, where she met another Falun Gong practitioner, Xiao Lan. They practiced the exercises and recited the Fa together. Xiao Lan also recited the new teachings to her. Before long, Xiao Lan was due to be transferred. As they said their farewells, Xiao Lan gave her a piece of paper with her boyfriend's phone number and said, “Don't worry. You will soon be released. Then you should go meet him.”
A few days later, Xiao Yang was directed by the guard to gather her belongings and prepare to leave. She could not believe her ears and thought the guard was joking.
The first thing she did after being released was to call Xiao Lan's boyfriend and arrange a meeting.
Xiao Lan's boyfriend was a Falun Gong practitioner and also a doctor. He brought Xiao Yang a copy of Zhuan Falun and corrected some of her exercise movements. He also told her that he was being pressured by the hospital authorities and might not be able to meet up again in the near future.
Ms. Xiao settled down in Shenzhen, where she found a job. Three years passed in a flash. In that time, she did not meet any other Falun Gong practitioners and cultivating solely based on Zhuan Falun. She was devoted to following Master's teachings and improving her character.
A multitude of miraculous events then occurred, which helped to encourage her on her path of cultivation. Through a friend of a friend, she relayed the following story.
A Mother Who Lost Her Son
I met Ms. Zhang through a mutual friend. She is in her 80s, yet she has a rosy complexion, a wrinkle-free face, and walks with a spring in her step. It was a different story 20 years ago.
Ms. Zhang's only son was a single, white collar professional who was diagnosed with leukemia at the age of 28 in 1994. The whole family was devastated by the news. In their darkest hour, a friend of his elder sister introduced him to Falun Gong. Before long, he was cured and, amazingly, a year later a medical exam revealed no cancerous cells. Ms. Zhang felt very fortunate and grateful.
When the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched the persecution of Falun Gong in 1999, Falun Gong books and videos were destroyed. Many practitioners were jailed and ordered to write statements to renounce their belief. Ms. Zhang's son gave in and stopped practicing Falun Gong. After that, he would watch TV after work to kill time.
Soon, his health started to decline. First he became deaf and then suffered from a chronic fever. Seeing what was happening to her son, Ms. Zhang was very worried and exhorted him not to give up his practice. She knew it was Falun Gong that had truly helped her son, and once he stopped practicing, his health deteriorated rapidly.
Ms. Zhang was illiterate, so to urge her son to study the Fa, she would ask him to read Zhuan Falun while she read along next to him. In a month, Ms. Zhang had learned many characters in the book, and in just a few months, she could read the whole book. Now she can read any newspaper or magazine with ease.
Ms. Zhang also asked her son to teach her the five exercises. After she learned them, her gastric cancer, hepatitis, rheumatism, gout, dermatitis, and a cerebral blood clot disappeared. She never imagined in her wildest dreams that she would one day be disease-free.
But, unfortunately, Ms. Zhang could not persuade her son to advance diligently in his cultivation. Coupled with the constant harassment and pressure from the neighborhood committee, local police station, and the 610 Office, he continued to slack off and became more and more depressed, until he stopped cultivating completely. A year later, his leukemia relapsed and he finally died.
Ms. Zhang continued cultivating despite all the hardships. Drawing on her own experience, she started to tell people about Falun Gong and distribute truth-clarification materials widely.
Every year the local 610 Office would conduct brainwashing sessions and demand that all registered local practitioners attend. Yet Ms. Zhang was never harassed. In the past few years, many practitioners were reported to the 610 Office when they distributed Falun Gong materials or continued to practice. Yet Ms. Zhang was never arrested or harassed, even though she was reported to the authorities on numerous occasions.
A Family of Practitioners
Mr. Liu has three children. His son is an architect who started his career after graduating from a renowned university. His daughter is a doctor and works in a big hospital. They are both the envy of their neighbors.
Mr. Liu was diagnosed with late stage lung cancer in 1998. The cancer had metastasized, and his doctor gave him only two weeks to live. At the time, he could not eat anything because his mouth was filled with tumor masses. He could not even sleep because he had difficulty breathing.
His son, who was a practitioner, told him that practicing Falun Gong might be able to save his life. So he brought over some Falun Dafa MP3 audio files. The beautiful and soothing tunes of PuDu and JiShi helped alleviate his pain. After listening to a section of one of Master's lectures, Mr. Liu started to breathe more easily. A few days later, he could lie down to sleep comfortably, eat normally, and walk by himself.
I met Mr. Liu in the summer of 2004. As he was walking his home in high spirits one day, I asked him where he had been. He answered, “I was taking a walk and distributing truth-clarification materials.”
Mr. Liu's miraculous recovery amazed his family. Soon afterward, his wife and other children started practicing Falun Gong.
His son was fired are work for refusing to give up his practice of Falun Gong. He was later arrested and sentenced to four years in prison for printing and distributing Falun Gong materials.
His daughter was sentenced to three years of forced labor for writing to her superiors at work about her experiences practicing Falun Gong. After serving three years of forced labor, her term was extended by another year due to her refusal to write a guarantee statement renouncing her belief.
At the time of her sentencing, her son was in elementary school. By the time she was released, he refused to even acknowledge her as his mother. Her husband also had to endure harassment, so he vented his grievances by abusing her both verbally and physically.
I had a long talk with her one day. After telling me her story, she said, “I have no regrets. If I could turn back the clock, I would still make the same choice. My father's life was extended. I did not lose anything myself and have a well paying job. What more could I ask for?
"Look at all these so called 'normal' families. Their mothers don't have to serve forced labor sentences, yet their sons still become rebellious and their husbands still have affairs. I don't mind what others think of me. My life is happy and fulfilled.”
I have witnessed many more extraordinary stories in my ten years of cultivation. I have written down just a few. There are no words to describe the joy of experiencing the real transformation of one's mindset by cultivating the virtues of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
I want to thank the fellow practitioner who led me to Dafa and also express my regrets. If he sees this article, I want to ask for his understanding because there are a lot of things that I cannot talk about for the time being.
I want to thank Master for forgiving me when I made one mistake after another and for constantly helping and guiding me to get back on my feet.