How Falun Dafa Blessed My Family
(Minghui.org) I am 61 years old and have been practicing Falun Dafa for 20 years. I’m the youngest sibling in my family. My three sisters and my sister-in-law’s two daughters have been practicing Falun Dafa since before the persecution.
I want to tell the stories of how Dafa has blessed my family members because they believe and support Dafa.
In 1999, when the persecution was blanketing the entire country, my mother-in-law was the first one to announce to me and my family, “The government forbids you to practice Falun Dafa in public, so just continue to practice it at home.”
In 2003, my then 71-year-old mother-in-law went out shopping. On the way home, she felt as if a tornado had swept her off her feet and thrown to the ground. She couldn’t move.
When she was carried home, we discovered both her feet were swollen and extremely painful. She could do nothing but lay in bed with her blood pressure dangerously high. No amount of medicine or injection could help. She was feeling very depressed and would often burst out crying.
My mother-in-law had her fortune told when she was 20-years-old. The fortune teller had predicted she would die at age 71.
She said to us, “The day of my death is approaching. I have already prepared a set of clothing for my funeral.” I assured her, “If you trust Falun Dafa, it can change your fate.”
I also asked her to remember to recite “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” Then, I read to her the Dafa book called “Falun Gong”. My mother-in-law said, “Please leave behind the book. I want to read it again myself.”
My mother-in-law read the book a word at a time. When she ran across a word she didn’t know, she would copy down the word and asked someone until she was able to read every word by herself. She also recited the nine golden words: “Falun Dafa is good, truthfulness, compassion and tolerance is good,” every day.
Slowly, she was able to get out of her bed and walk around by holding onto things. Very soon, she fully recovered.
With the movement to persuade people to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), I would talk to people about Falun Dafa and the persecution and my mother-in-law would always chip in.
She would say, “Reciting the nine golden words really works.” Then, she would add, “Please listen to my daughter-in-law and quit the Party.” When some of them would make derogatory comments, my mother-in-law would stop them and say sternly, “You don’t have to believe in Falun Dafa, but don’t make derogatory remarks.”
My mother-in-law is now in her 80s. She lives completely independently. She even goes to her neighborhood park to sing and dance on occasion.
Whenever she sees her entire family gathered together, she will say with contentment, “I didn’t believe I could live to this grand old age. I have nothing more to ask for.”
I said, “You believe Falun Dafa is good, and for that you have been granted longevity.” She nodded in agreement with a big smile.
Our cultivation practice environment was gone after the persecution started. My sister-in-law said to us, “Why don’t you come on over? My place is safe and convenient.” From then on, we three sisters and several cousins gathered at her apartment to study the teachings of Falun Dafa, do the exercises, and share experiences and enlightenment. Those were memorable days.
My little cousin, my sister-in-law’s youngest daughter had barely entered into Falun Dafa practice when the persecution started. Her husband forbade her to continue the practice and even tried to beat her to submission.
One day, her husband dropped in on her mother, carrying a big bag of truth-clarification materials. As soon as he entered the apartment, he threw the bag onto the floor and burst out in great anger, “Why don’t you bring your daughter under control? The Party says no Falun Dafa practice, but she still practices.”
He continued, pointing at the messy pile under his feet, “Not only that, she goes out every day to distribute this material. I’m going to take them all to the police station. The police will come over to arrest her.”
My sister-in-law said to him quietly, “What’s wrong with her practicing Falun Dafa? She used to suffer from a type of rheumatism that nothing could cure. She recovered completely after practicing Falun Dafa. You are well aware of that.”
She looked at the truth-clarification materials scattered about and continued, “Go ahead and do whatever you want about this bag. I’m not afraid. I support my daughter.”
My cousin’s husband was rendered listless and speechless. Since then, he gradually came to learn the truth about Falun Dafa and the facts behind the persecution. He stopped interfering with his wife’s practice and the truth-clarification work she’s involved in.
Around the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2008, my sister-in-law came down with severe stomach pain that spread to her back. She sought out a Chinese doctor who diagnosed her as having stomach cancer and advised her to go for gastroscopy at the hospital.
When she was waiting for the test results, her two daughters had her listen to Master’s lectures on tapes and reminded her to recite “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”
When the test results came out, she was relieved to find out what she had was just a mild case of a gastric ulcer and not stomach cancer.
My sister-in-law is now 82 years old. Besides cooking meals for her grandchildren every day, she tends to her little plot of a vegetable garden. She is enjoying a busy and happy life.
I went with my husband to attend some friends’ get together in 2005. At the banquet, somebody asked me, “What are you up to these days? Are you retired?”
I didn’t expect my husband, who was sitting next to me, would cut in, “She’s retired. She stays home and practices Falun Dafa, with my full support.”
Another time, at my husband’s classmates’ reunion, right after everybody had settled down to eat, my husband made this proclamation, “I’ve already quit the Communist Party. What about the rest of you?”
In 2014, my husband’s former work unit sent out a Party membership re-registration notice. My husband ignored it.
Officials from the work unit contacted my husband several times. Finally, they said to him, “You are the only one who has not yet re-registered. The higher-up requests our unit to report all non-registrants. Please give it some serious thought. Don’t have regrets.”
My husband informed them, “I’ve thought seriously about it. If you have to report me, just go ahead.”
In March 2015, two red spots showed up on both my husband’s legs. The hospital diagnosed the condition as psoriasis.
The doctor told my husband, “There is no cure for this kind of skin disease. The only thing I can recommend is to use medication to control its spreading. That’s about all we can do.”
From May to July, my husband had to work on an assignment away from home. The work was arduous. His condition worsened. The itch was practically unbearable. The prescribed medication had lost its effectiveness.
I had often shared with my husband what I learned to improve myself. We talked about the principles of truthfulness, compassion, and forbearance, about how we should always think of others first, and about how we should never take advantage no matter how minuscule the profit or self-interest.
My husband took the teachings of Falun Dafa to heart. On two separate occasions, he realized he had been given too much change, and he drove a long distance to return the money.
One day in July, after I filed a legal complaint against Jiang Zemin, former head of Chinese Communist Party, my husband received a phone call from our local police who wanted to check my name and phone number, and requested that I report to the police station. My husband warded them off and refused to cooperate..
One day, my husband felt his skin problem had subsided, so he went to a hospital near where he worked for a check up. The diagnosis indicated a mere case of pigmented purpuric dermatosis and not the much more serious psoriasis.
In early December, my husband joined a travel group to tour Taiwan and saw Taiwan Falun Dafa practitioners clarifying the truth and talking to people about the importance of quitting the Chinese Communist Party.
He reiterated his experiences when he returned home. He told me how some people in his travel group had pointed at the Falun Dafa practitioners’ hard at work and made comments on their fruitless efforts.
My husband said to them, “What they are doing is not fruitless. It definitely will bear fruit.”
One day, he noticed by accident the red spots on his legs had disappeared. He lifted his pant legs to show me and exclaimed, “Look. They are all gone! I didn’t even use any medication. How come they are all gone?”
His legs indeed showed normal skin. He also told me he felt light in his steps and there was no more sign of pain.
In my large extended family, everyone who supports Dafa with complete disregard to personal safety has received blessings in one form or another.
These are some examples. One of them had protected Dafa books. Later on, he was promoted to a leadership position in the county. Two of them ran into car accidents separately and both of them came out unscathed. Some of them had children accepted into ideal colleges while some of them landed ideal jobs.
My family consists of many members so our blessings are too many to innumerate.