(Minghui.org) It has been 22 years since I became a Falun Gong practitioner. I have changed so much over the years, from a timid, shy, and indecisive girl to a solid, confident Falun Gong cultivator.
It all seemed so ordinary when I started practicing Falun Gong. I was cleaning the house while my parents were listening to Master's lecture. I was impressed by the knowledge he expounded upon: it contained information about astronomy, physics, math, Chinese medicine... I also wanted to learn these things, and so I became a Falun Gong practitioner.
My husband-to-be was a college classmate of mine. Shortly after I began practicing Falun Gong, he asked me out. I was so shy that I did not know what to do. I told him that I needed to ask permission from my mother. I met him in a park that weekend, but I was still not sure about starting a relationship with him. I asked him why he chose me when there were so many smart and beautiful girls around. He said that he'd noticed me for a while now, and that I was a virtuous girl. Because of his words, I agreed to date him.
Later, his ex-girlfriend, who was also our classmate, found me and told me that they had almost been married! As a very traditional young woman, I was shocked. I went to find him after work and asked him whether what she'd said was true. He replied yes. I was heartbroken. I could not stop crying when I was alone, and I had to pretend as if nothing was amiss in front of my parents and when I was at work. I realized how painful emotion could be.
One sunny afternoon, after studying the Fa, I suddenly understood that the Fa is so immense and encompasses everything. How come I couldn't get over his past? Shouldn't I expand my heart's capacity? Yes I should! For the first time in my life, I made a major decision with a calm and peaceful mind.
My mother-in-law was a beautiful, smart and strong-willed lady. She was not so impressed with me when we first met, as she felt that I was too ordinary for her son. We lived together after the wedding. I showed respect to her and made many accommodations to fit her habits and style of living. Gradually, she changed and enjoyed talking with me.
Once, her sister asked to borrow some money. Worried that her husband would be upset if she lent the money, my mother-in-law didn't give her sister an answer right away. I told her that I had about 70,000 yuan saved up, and if she didn't have enough, she might use mine first. My generosity moved her deeply. Later she told her husband, “Nowadays, where can you find a daughter-in-law like her? She agreed to lend me money without a second thought! What a selfless girl!”
When the persecution of Falun Gong began in 1999, my mother-in-law was deceived by the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP) propaganda and developed mistrust toward Falun Gong. By then, we were living on our own. When my son was born, my parents came to help. Because she'd been deceived by the propaganda, my mother-in-law feared that my parents, both practitioners, would harm the baby. She showed up at my home one day and demanded that my parents leave right away. She then took our son to her house and said that she'd take care of him there.
My parents and I understood that she was misled by the CCP's propaganda, so we didn't hold a grudge against her. Instead, we showed appreciation for her help in taking care of the baby. My parents also visited her from time to time. Eventually my mother-in-law's relationship with them improved. She acknowledged that my parents were very good people.
My uncle worked in the judiciary system. When I asked him to quit the CCP one day, much to my surprise he agreed. He said, “I have known for a long time now that the CCP was not good, and I've wanted to quit for many years already. I've worked in this field for too long and know too much!”
My father-in-law had a higher education also, but he was a bit stubborn. I didn't give up on him, and after persistent truth clarification over the years, he also finally quit the CCP.
I also talked to my mother-in-law about the CCP and how the Party unjustly persecuted Falun Gong, but her misunderstandings of the practice did not change. She was diagnosed with lung cancer in 2011, and, in order to receive better treatment, she went to live with her other son in southern China. Whenever my son had a school break, I would take him to visit his grandmother. She was miserable going through chemotherapy. She also became fearful after seeing people who were deceased and she had a nightmare in which she'd fallen into a deep dark hole.
I held her hand and soothed her, and told her not to be afraid. I told her why it was important to quit the CCP and its related organizations. This time, she agreed to quit the CCP and added, “You are the only one who understands me well.” She also said to me, “When I'm with you, I'm not afraid and I feel comfortable.”
After my mother-in-law passed away, I had a very vivid dream. She came to see me, and her facial complexion was dark and sallow. She couldn't remember the words I'd taught her. I slowly and clearly told her again: “Falun Dafa is good!” Suddenly, her face was radiating with light and she became upbeat and happy: “That's it, I remember now!”
My family took a summer vacation in 2008 and on the way back, we had a serious accident. In the middle of the chaos we couldn't find my nine-year-old son! We found him lying on the grass on an embankment by the side of the road, as if he were asleep.
I held him tightly as we went to the hospital. I kept repeating “Falun Dafa is good!” to him. He gradually woke up and began talking to me. He said that he felt nauseated and wanted to throw up. After he threw up, he rested peacefully on my lap. The medical exam showed that nothing was wrong, but the doctor was not sure and hospitalized him for observation. The traffic policeman mumbled to himself that there had been three accidents before 9:00 this morning, with one fatality, one person paralyzed, but this kid, “This kid is so lucky!”
Afraid of repercussions, the driver initially refused to reveal his identity. Later he told me that he was a soldier on a special mission. I told him not to worry. “My son will be alright. I am a Falun Gong practitioner. No matter who you are, or what you do, remember these words: 'Falun Dafa is good'.” He was moved. “I have never met anyone as kind as you.” Over the next two years he called periodically to check on my son.
Our work place went through a major reform five years ago. Everyone was worried about being laid off. I just felt that I would let Master arrange everything, and I only wanted a place where I could study the Fa. Later, I was placed in a new position, where I not only had time to study the Fa, but I was also able to contact fellow practitioners!
I took my son on a trip to Taiwan the year he graduated from middle school. I have changed so much! I no longer feel shy or frightened. I am able to handle things with calm and reason. I have the Fa teachings with me always, with which I can handle everything. I feel safe and protected.
My stories are ordinary, but also extraordinary. I am deeply grateful for Falun Gong. I not only enjoy good health, I have a calm and peaceful mind, and I am able to assess things according to the principles of the Fa.