(Minghui.org) My husband once suddenly said to me: “You have practiced Falun Dafa for many years. I know Master Li (the founder) is great, benevolent, and compassionate. You and your fellow practitioners are good people.
“But when I saw practitioners who were arrested and persecuted, I was scared and worried about you. Sometimes I obstructed your doing things related to Dafa. Sometimes I was not friendly to your fellow practitioners who came to our home, and I said bad words to them. I forgot that Master saved my life. I want to apologize to Dafa and to Master Li, and also to your fellow practitioners. I'll apologize to them when they come next time.”
While talking, my husband teared up. I said: “Let it go. Everyone makes mistake. As long as you correct your mistake, it is alright. My fellow practitioners are cultivating Dafa and Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance. They will all understand.”
My husband was diagnosed with a fluid tumor around his heart in October 2003. A surgery was needed to remove the tumor. Due to the difficulty of the surgery, the local hospital was not able to perform the surgery. My husband was scheduled to have the surgery in a Beijing hospital a week later.
Then five days later, part of the tumor moved to the bottom of his thigh along the artery. The doctor said it might be life-threatening and suggested to have the surgery in Beijing right away. Two hours later, we went to the hospital in Beijing.
After the examination, the doctor told us that the surgery had two possible consequences: one was to die; the other was to amputate his leg.
Facing this sudden situation, I thought I should calm down. I told my husband and other relatives to recite, “Falun Dafa is good” and “Believing in Dafa can protect a person from disaster.”
Over the next five days, my husband had two major surgeries: one was to remove the tumor, and the other was to bridge the heart. The surgeries were very successful. The doctor told us right away, “The surgery was a success. No need to amputate the leg. This elderly uncle is well blessed and has a strong life.”
We knew deeply that Dafa gave us the confidence and strength. Master saved my husband and gave him a second life. There are no words that can express our gratitude to Master's benevolent compassion and salvation! Thank you Master!
My husband believes in Dafa and Master, and keeps a Dafa amulet with him. He often reads Dafa informational materials. After reading the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, he said, “The book tells the pure truth, and it is a great book.” He quit the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations right away.
My husband was hospitalized in October 2016 due to coughing and asthma. He was diagnosed with type II diabetes.
On the morning of the fourth day at the hospital, after having just arrived at the hospital, I suddenly felt dizzy. I vomited and had diarrhea. The symptoms were exactly the same as the ones I had 30 years before I started practicing Dafa.
Now that I am a practitioner, and even though the symptoms were the same, the causes were different.
Master said: “True cultivators have no illnesses.” (“Explaining the Fa for Falun Dafa Assistants in Changchun” in Explaining the Content of Falun Dafa)
This situation was for me to improve my xinxing. So I asked my husband to call my eldest daughter and tell her my situation and ask her to take my duty at the hospital in taking care of my husband. I let my son-in-law take me home. I told my husband not to worry, that I would be alright.
Surprisingly, at 4:00 p.m. my daughter brought my husband home. My husband said, “You are exhausted because you took care of me at the hospital. So I came home to care for you. I will gradually recover at home.”
After hearing what he said, I was moved. “When a non-practitioner thinks of others first,” I thought, “that is Dafa's power!” I thanked him for his support and encouragement. I said, “But don't thank me for caring for you. Dafa and Master asked me to do that. We all should thank Master!”
I was not fooled by the fake symptoms I had, and I kept doing what I was supposed to do. Four days later I was good as new again.