Faith, Sacrifice, and Reward: My Mother's Story
(Minghui.org) Despite the communist regime's suppression of traditional spiritual belief, my mother has long had faith in the existence of Gods and Buddhas. She believed that goodness is rewarded and evil deeds are met with karmic retribution, and she instilled this belief in my sisters, brother, and me.
We saw this truth played out before our eyes a few years ago, when my mother came out of a severe stroke perfectly normal. This turned out to be the starting point of her practice of Falun Dafa.
After many years of making sacrifices to support me and my sisters as we faced relentless persecution for our faith, my mother now gets to fully experience the wonders of Falun Dafa, which can overcome any tribulation.
Supporting Me Through Years of Persecution
In my family, I was the first one to begin practicing Falun Dafa. In a few days, all of my illness symptoms were gone. Then, my sisters followed suit and began practicing the exercises and studying the teachings as well.
After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started persecuting Falun Dafa in 1999, my sisters and I were harassed, arrested, and imprisoned. The police came to my parents' home several times, asking them to turn in our Falun Dafa books. My parents refused.
When I was arrested, my ex-husband, who had given in to the regime's pressure to divorce me, didn't want to take our son, who was only a few years old. So Mother asked Father to bring him home. For the next 16 years, they took care of my son, from pre-school through college, while I was repeatedly arrested and imprisoned. They didn't have much money, but they paid all his tuition and gave him a warm family.
Once, right after I was released, a dozen policemen came to my parents' home to arrest me again. They dragged me to a police car. Mother was having an I.V. injection at the time. She pulled out the needle and rushed out, standing in front of the car to stop them. A few policemen shoved her aside. The police cars sped away, leaving my heartbroken parents and crying son on the street.
While other practitioners' families often blamed them for inviting trouble, my mother never blamed me for upholding my faith. She understood that there was nothing wrong with practicing Falun Dafa, but that the CCP's ruthless crackdown was wrong.
I often go out to hand out flyers about Falun Dafa and the persecution. Mother, despite having little money to spare, offers me the money that she saved so that I can print more materials.
I was once late for a family gathering to celebrate Father's birthday. My brother complained, “Mom, my sister doesn't help you with the housework. She spends all her time handing out Falun Dafa materials. We should not allow her to come in this house. If she stays, I will leave!”
“Then you can leave,” Mother said calmly.
My brother walked out, but returned shortly. Mother then helped him understand the importance of what I was doing in resisting the unjust persecution.
When Mother had a stroke a few years ago, she was completely debilitated.
I said to her, “Even if you get shots and take medicine, you may not be able to fully recover. Falun Dafa can help you, if you truly believe.”
Mother wrapped a Falun Dafa amulet in a handkerchief and put it in a pocket close to her body. When she couldn't sleep at night, she lay awake reciting, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”
A few days later, we saw a miracle.
She no longer needed an I.V. Whenever she got an injection or took medicine, she felt terrible. When she stopped, the bad feeling disappeared immediately.
So she quit all treatment, and asked my sister and I to read Dafa books to her, as she was illiterate.
Soon, she threw away her crutches and was completely back to normal.
A New Student of Falun Dafa
A few days later, I asked her if she had read the book.
“Yes. I read the whole book every day.”
I was surprised. “Can you understand it?”
“Yes! I understand it!”
I also gave her a speaker device that played Master Li Hongzhi's lectures. I showed her only once how to operate it and she got it. I was amazed because in the past, no matter how I taught her to use a mobile phone, she couldn't do it.
From then on, every day, Mother faithfully listens to the lectures.
When people started suing Jiang Zemin, the former head of the CCP who launched the persecution of Falun Dafa, both Mother and Father wanted to file a lawsuit. I told them that they could sign with either their real name or use a pen name to avoid being retaliated against by the CCP.
“Why use a pen name?” Mother said with conviction. “I want to sign with my real name!”
When the Chinese New Year approached, my sisters and I planned to send an electronic greeting card to Master.
Mother asked us to include her: “Wish Master a Happy New Year! Thank Master for saving my life!”
“How do you want to sign it?” I asked. “A family member of a Falun Dafa practitioner or a Dafa student?”
“I am a new student,” Mother said.