(Minghui.org) I'm 67 this year and am a retired quality examiner. Since I began to practice Falun Dafa in 1996, I've cultivated for 23 years with strong faith in Dafa. Despite the harsh persecution and all the tribulations, Master has protected me all along the way.
On this grand occasion of World Falun Dafa Day, I want to share some of the amazing blessings bestowed upon me and my family members from cultivating Dafa.
I was born in the poor countryside in Chongqing in 1952. When I was only a few years old, the Great Famine in China occurred. In order to survive, we ate everything, including wild vegetables, grass roots, leaves, and bark.
I was extremely hungry one night. My uncle prepared a big pot of loquat tree bark soup, and I ate a bowl of it. Although I was full, I began to throw up in the middle of the night–it had poisoned me. My worried parents found detoxifying medicine for me, and I was saved.
Every morning before I went to school, I had to cut a basket of grass for my parents. I had a bowl of thin rice soup for breakfast and then ran to school. Because the teacher was aware of my family situation and I did well on my exams, he never punished me for being late.
When I was in the fifth grade, I had to walk two and a half miles of unpaved road to get to school. To get there on time, I got up at 3 a.m. to cook breakfast for the entire family. We couldn't afford electricity and didn't have enough kerosene to light the lamp, so I often had my breakfast in the moonlight. I then rushed to school right after dawn.
I couldn't afford lunch, so I had to skip it and then ate something after I got home in the evening.
Because of long-term hunger, both of my parents had severe anemia and edema.
After I began to practice Dafa, I realized that I didn’t starve to death because Master was looking after me even then. In fact, many people in our village died from hunger during those years. My mother believed in the divine and was very kind, so we were all protected.
Although I survived the famine, I had many health issues, including hepatitis B, renal cysts, as well as infections in my kidney, bladder, ear canal, and nose. I didn't have a good appetite and couldn't sleep well because of the pain.
After I began to work, I was exposed to harsh chemicals, which severely injured my left eye. My eye was often red, swollen, and painful. I was sensitive to light and teared up easily. The doctor said I had herpes virus keratitis and a corneal ulcer in the center of my pupil. It was almost a corneal perforation, and I was only one step away from having my eye removed.
The situation worsened when I was 29. The pain in my eye also caused pain in my heart. To cure my eye disease, we tried every medicine and folk remedy we could find. I also learned several qigong practices, but none of them had any effect on me.
As time went by, the problem kept getting worse. Sometimes my left eye swelled so badly that I couldn't even open it. I used only my right eye to read. The pain was just excruciating.
A colleague invited me to watch Master Li Hongzhi's lectures on June 29, 1996. When I hesitated, my son said to me, “Mom, you should just go. Your eye is so bad. You have my full support to learn this.” With his encouragement, I went.
While watching the lecture, my eye was extremely painful. With poor enlightenment quality, I said to my colleague, “The pain is even worse after I watched the video.” She said, “Master is purifying your eye for you. It's a good thing.” In fact, I did smell the medicines that I had been taking all these years while watching the lecture.
On the third day, after I returned home from watching the lectures, I laid down on the bed. Before I fell asleep, I suddenly felt a stream of warmth coming into my eye – my eyeball was soaked in it. I felt very comfortable and realized that Master was cleansing my eye for me.
Not long after that, my left eye fully recovered. I was ecstatic and deeply grateful to Master.
One night, I felt a big hand holding my liver. From then on, the pain in my liver was gone. Shortly afterwards, all of my other ailments disappeared. After so many years, I finally experienced what it felt like to be illness-free.
With great health, my mood also improved. Our family was filled with happiness and harmony. From the bottom of my heart, I really appreciate Master for saving me. Thank you, Master!
Master purified not only my body but also my mind. He taught us the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and that we should refrain from fighting in a conflict. We should consider others first under all circumstances and become truly selfless.
Falun Dafa is the real Buddha Fa! I'm so fortunate to have the chance to learn it!
Before I started to practice, my son also had health issues and was emaciated. Seeing the dramatic changes in me after learning Dafa, he decided to join me. One night in early August 1996, when I was about to go to the Fa-study group after dinner, he said, “Mom, I'm coming with you.”
“I'm going to study the Fa,” I said.
“That's right. I'm also going there to study the Fa.”
I told him that he had to sit up straight and couldn't walk around. He promised that he would follow the rules. He went with me and obtained the Fa that evening.
My son behaved very well at the Fa-study site. The practitioners there all liked him. One week later, his health improved. From then on, I always brought him with me when I went to study the Fa or do the exercises.
My son is smart and did well in his studies. He was one of the best students in his high school and later went to a top university in China. He found a good job after graduation and is now doing great.
Having benefited from Dafa so much, I was eager to share the practice with more people and hoped they could benefit from it as well. On weekends and holidays, I often went to the countryside with other practitioners to spread the practice before the persecution started.
My brother and two sisters all learned Dafa. Other family members also benefited from it.
Master Saved My Husband
My husband was very supportive of me and my son practicing Dafa after seeing how we changed for the better. He often wore the Falun emblem before the persecution began.
My husband owned a motorcycle taxi. One night in October 1997, two people called him for a ride and directed him to a remote area. One of them put a rope around his neck, made a knot and dragged him down on the ground. The other hit his head and hands with a cobblestone.
His helmet broke, and they continued to hit him with the stone. He felt extremely dizzy, like his head was about to explode. He heard a loud noise like a thunderclap. The thugs didn't stop until he lost consciousness. They threw him down a 20-foot cliff—approximately the height of a two-story building.
My husband woke up and heard one of them say, “Wait, let's make sure he's not breathing.” He heard their steps coming at him. He held his breath when the person placed his finger under his nose. “He's not breathing. He's dead.” Then they left with the motorcycle.
My husband waited for them to leave. He found the rope around his neck and struggled to untie it, only to feel blood running down from his head.
With a strong desire to survive, he struggled to stand up. He only had one shoe left and couldn't see clearly. Stumbling along, he knocked on people's doors until the third house had a landline so he could make a phone call. The kind owner called my husband's brother for him. He told his brother what had happened and then called the police before passing out again. Luckily, the homeowner was a family doctor and he wrapped the wound that was still bleeding with gauze.
My brother-in-law called his wife, who then told me what had happened.
“He's protected by Master and will be fine,” I thought. I found a doctor in the emergency room and waited there for my brother-in-law to arrive with my husband.
My brother-in-law called three motorcycle taxi drivers to help look for my husband. He actually met the thugs who were riding my husband's motorcycle. He pretended to be a police officer and asked them to show their driver licenses. They stopped, got off the motorcycle, and ran away. My brother-in-law kept the motorcycle at one of his friend's homes and continued to look for my husband.
As soon as he got to the hospital, my husband was taken into the operating room. He was in a coma. His head was swollen. His clothes were soaked with blood. There were deep bruises on his neck. I could hardly recognize him.
The doctor put 12 stitches on his head. His pupils were dilated. His right thumb was broken. The flesh on one finger was smashed. The doctor said he probably wouldn't have a nail on that finger in the future. I said, “It will grow back.”
After the surgery, the doctor put my husband on an IV. His body was cold. He slept that night and woke up the next morning. He remained dizzy because of the severe concussion.
The next day, he was transferred to the orthopedics department. The police came, asked him a few questions, and closed the case without investigating further. We learned that my husband was the seventh victim those two thugs had attacked. The other six had died. My husband not only survived but also got his motorcycle back.
Eleven days later, he returned home. He was still dizzy and felt as if the house was spinning. He couldn't walk by himself.
I played Master's lectures in Guangzhou for him. He was completely fine after listening to it twice. His nail also grew back.
We were all amazed about how many miraculous things happened to him.
First of all, his head was injured so badly, but his skull was still intact. The rope was pulled around his neck tightly, but he could still breathe. And even though his right thumb was broken, he could still untie the knot.
It was also unbelievable that, even though he was barely conscious, he could hear the thugs talking and figure out what to do. Also, without any medical treatment, he completely recovered from a severe concussion.
Such miracles are simply beyond the explanation of modern science. They show the power of Dafa. It was compassionate Master who saved my husband. We are all so grateful to Master!
My Brother-in-Law Recovers His Health
My brother-in-law often had stomach pain and didn't have an appetite. He went to see a doctor and was told that he had chronic appendicitis. The doctor arranged for him to have surgery in 1995. After cutting him open, however, the doctor couldn't find his appendix. They pulled out his intestines and placed them on the operating table. After a long time, they finally found his appendix and removed it. Then they put his intestines back and sewed him up.
His health was even worse after the surgery. After he was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't stand or walk. He had intense stomach pain when he walked. He was unable to do anything and was utterly miserable. His family also suffered tremendously.
They went back to the hospital and were told that he now had abdominal adhesions. The doctor suggested another surgery, but with him being so weak, we were all worried whether he could survive it.
When he didn't know what to do, I gave him a copy of Zhuan Falun and asked him to read it before making a decision. He finished reading the book nine days later and was surprised to find his abdominal pain was gone. He was able to walk again. His condition was resolved.
It was just a miracle! My brother-in-law also began to practice Dafa shortly afterward.
My Nephew Protected from Drugs
When my sister began to practice Dafa, her son (my nephew) was working in Guangdong Province. She sent him a copy of Zhuan Falun, and he read it whenever he had time.
He ran into a childhood friend who invited him to his place. Without a second thought, my nephew went with him. That friend gave him a cigarette. He smoked it and then went home. He felt sleepy at home and had to take a nap. When he got up, he continued reading Zhuan Falun, and everything was fine.
A few days later, that friend invited my nephew to his place again. He gave him another cigarette. This time my nephew slept for more than a day after returning home. His sister went to his place and took care of him during those few days, thinking he was sick. Two days later, he woke up. He read Zhuan Falun and was fine again.
His friend came to visit him. Seeing that he was completely fine, he confessed to him, “You are so weird. I put so much heroin in those cigarettes, but you’re completely fine. Anyone else would’ve become addicted to it and then looked for me. But you didn't.”
Only then did my nephew understand what had happened to him—it was the drug that had made him sleep for two days. I am thankful for Master's protection. It would have been a nightmare if he had become addicted.
My Grandniece's Leukemia Disappeared
My nephew's first child was a girl. She was lovely and smart. When she was two years old, however, she suddenly came down with a high fever. They took her to the hospital, and she was diagnosed with leukemia. It was like a bolt out of the blue for the couple. Not knowing what to do, they went to Chongqing Children's Hospital to see a specialist.
After I heard about this, I prepared an MP3 player with Master's Guangzhou lectures, as well as some songs written by Dafa practitioners. I taught my nephew's wife how to use the MP3 player and asked her to play Master's lectures to her daughter. I also gave her my hand-copied version of Hong Yin and asked her to read the poems to the little girl. I told her that only Master and Dafa could save her, that they had to have strong faith in Master. I said they could teach their daughter to recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Before I left, I also gave them a copy of the Minghui book Life and Hope Renewed.
Not long after that, my grandniece was discharged from the hospital. She was saved. When she returned to that hospital several years later, the doctor told them that the other young girls who'd had the same illness had all passed away.
With tears in their eyes, the couple said, “Thank you, Master, for saving our daughter.”
Now my grandniece is very healthy. She is in 9th grade and doing very well in her studies.
“One thing you should know is that others benefit just by virtue of your practicing, since what you practice is a true Way.” (The Sixth Talk, Zhuan Falun)
Falun Dafa is really wondrous! It is really powerful and omnipotent. I cannot describe in words everything Master has done for me and my family.
Above are some of the things that have happened that I can describe. There are more instances when I could feel Master’s compassion and caring but cannot put them into words.
With the grand celebration of the 20th World Falun Dafa Day and the 27th anniversary of Dafa's public introduction, I'd like to extend the warmest greetings to Master on behalf of my family. Thank you, Master, for your compassionate salvation!