Young Practitioner: The Blessings from Practicing Falun Dafa
(Minghui.org) I was at the lowest point in my life when I was a third-year student in high school. Because of my looks, I was the laughingstock of our biology class one day when the teacher lectured on the theory of evolution. One classmate said to me, “The teacher is talking about you, right? Aren’t you a chimp who hasn't evolved properly?” My classmates burst out laughing. After class, students from other classes rushed over to join the fun, and they named me “Class Belle.”
From then on, I've had a strong sense of inferiority. Each time someone looked at me, I would nervously assume that they were talking about me. At home, I would squat in the bathroom and cry. I let the shower tap run so that my parents could not hear me. I felt that the heavens were unfair to me. I wondered why my childhood was so miserable and why my classmates bullied me this way.
Falun Dafa Led Me Out of Misery
During that difficult time, I found Falun Dafa. After I read Master Li’s teachings, I understood all of a sudden that all those bad things were good for me; my classmates were giving me something good. When my desk-mate bullied me and pinched my body black and blue, I didn’t feel the pain anymore, as I knew she was giving me de (virtue). Once, she wanted to hit me again, but, before she could touch me, she fell to the ground. I knew that Master was protecting me from her bullying.
With the help of Falun Dafa, I stopped being bothered by the nickname “chimp.” When others said I looked ugly and chimp-like, I would just give it a smile and didn’t take any notice of it.
It was really amazing that, as soon as I stopped worrying about what others called me, people stopped talking about me behind my back, and no one called me “chimp” anymore. I truly experienced what Master said:
“After passing the shady willow trees, there will be bright flowers and another village ahead.” (Zhuan Falun)
I’m a young woman now, and my appearance has also taken a big change. Many people say that I look different and have soft, tender skin. Falun Dafa has changed me for the better.
After I finished my schooling, I worked three jobs, all of which were pretty hard. I wondered if it was because of my poor skills that I had low-level jobs with so much hardship.
When I looked at the issue from the perspective of cultivation, everything became clear to me. It is a good thing to suffer hardships. I felt deeply that I have come for the Fa and that Falun Dafa has given me true happiness in life.
Master Helped Me Through Tribulations
I’ve also experienced a number of critical tribulations in my cultivation, but each time I made it through safe and sound with Master's protection.
Once, during the Mid-Autumn Festival at dinner, I suddenly felt unwell. I told my mother (also a practitioner) that I felt dizzy. I then fell unconscious against the wall.
My mother immediately had the thought that we are Falun Dafa practitioners and have Master protecting us. She held me and shouted, “Master, please save her!” She shook me to try to revive me.
I gradually regained consciousness and opened my eyes. I cried out for Master and threw up a white substance. When I became fully conscious, it was already eleven o'clock at night. When other practitioners heard about this, they came over to help me send righteous thoughts. The next day, I was completely fine.
On another occasion, I suffered a bad sore throat, and my tonsils became inflamed. My colleagues suggested that I take some throat-soothing tablets. I thought it wouldn’t hurt to take one just to make me feel a bit better. However, it got worse. My entire throat swelled, and I found it hard even to drink water or breathe. I realized that I made a mistake by taking the tablet.
I said to my husband, who does not practice Falun Dafa, “Let’s sleep separately for a couple of days. I need to study the Fa and send righteous thoughts.”
He couldn’t understand and got very angry. “You're dying. Your throat is so bad. If you don’t get better by tomorrow, you have to take medications,” he yelled.
I thought that was unnecessary. At the same time, I couldn't let my husband develop misunderstandings about Falun Dafa. I could hardly sleep that night, as I had trouble breathing each time I tried to lie down. When I got really sleepy, I would try to sleep on my hands and knees and my head drooping on the bed.
The next day, I went to work as normal but could hardly talk. My colleagues all said I should take some medications. I thought, “I’m a cultivator, and I have Master to take care of me.”
It was truly amazing: as soon as I had this thought, I felt something salty in my mouth, and I spit out yellow pus mixed with blood. I kept spitting more of it out, and a few minutes later, my throat felt normal, and my voice became loud and clear.
When I got back home, my husband was amazed at my recovery. He also witnessed the wonder of Falun Dafa. After that, whenever I felt a bit unwell, he would encourage me to read Dafa books. Gradually, he also became a believer in Falun Dafa.
Some time ago, I joined others in filing a criminal complaint against Jiang Zemin, the former head of the Chinese Communist Party who launched the persecution of Falun Dafa. Afterwards, I had several dreams in which I was flying high up in the sky. I knew that I had taken a step forward in cultivation.
I had been rather timid and was afraid to take part in such activities. Master encouraged me and helped me let go of many human attachments. I am so thankful for Master’s encouragement and support from practitioners that I wrote this sharing.
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