(Minghui.org) I used to be prejudiced against Falun Dafa because I believed the rumors and fallacies spread by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) media. However, after becoming sick I experienced miracles that changed my mind.
I was always weak and sickly. I had congenital heart disease and started getting neurological headaches when I was around 11 that were so painful I didn’t dare move my head. I dislocated my spine before I turned 40. When I was sick I was bedridden and couldn’t take care of myself. I also developed problems in my entire digestive system, such as a duodenal ulcer, cholecystitis, and inflammation of the transverse colon. I couldn’t even go to the bathroom by myself so I didn't eat or drink normally. My life was really painful.
My daughter had gynecological surgery in 1995 and took a long time to recover. She suffered a lot because she couldn’t stand up straight and her abdomen hurt. She started practicing Falun Dafa in March of 1999 and recovered miraculously from all her issues in less than a month.
In July 1999, Jiang Zemin began persecuting Falun Dafa. My daughter was arrested several times and fired from her job. She was brutally force-fed when she went on a hunger strike for 18 days while in a labor camp, which damaged her health. She was taken to an emergency room but wasn't admitted after she was examined because the doctor said he couldn't save her. The police had no choice but to take her home.
At home, my daughter kept studying the Fa teachings and doing the exercises. In a short time, she was miraculously restored to good health.
Although I saw that Dafa was responsible for her amazing recovery, I still believed the rumors and propaganda the CCP spread about Falun Dafa.
I moved to southern China in 2001. I worried about my daughter because I didn't hear from her for a long time. She wrote me a long letter in 2004, telling me about Dafa and about the persecution she endured. I cried every time I read it, but I still didn't recognize how evil the CCP truly was. Instead, I insisted that Falun Dafa harmed my daughter. I swore at Dafa and said something disrespectful about Master Li (the founder).
My daughter and her son visited me in 2005. Once again, she told me how good Dafa is and how cruelly the CCP was persecuting Dafa adherents. Only then did I realize that Dafa was great and the CCP was evil. But I still didn't decide to become a cultivator. Before my daughter went home, she left me the books Zhuan Falun and The Great Way of Spiritual Perfection, but I didn't read them.
I came down with a urinary tract infection in December 2006. I was given antibiotics intravenously for three days and then took pills for 20 days. The infection reappeared a year later. It was more severe than the first time, and there was blood in my urine. My husband was very worried and said, “What should we do? It’s the middle of the night and all the drug stores are closed.” I said, “Don’t worry, I will just put up with it.” I then remembered what my daughter had told me: “Mom, please remember to say, ‘Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is great! and be sincere when you encounter any difficulty in the future.”
In a lot of pain, I managed to say the phrases five or six times and then fell asleep. The next day, my daughter-in-law asked me to accompany her to the hospital. My husband told me to see a doctor while I was there. But I forgot about my problem after arriving at the hospital. When I returned home, my husband asked me, “Did you see a doctor? Did you get an injection? Did you get any medicine?”
His questions reminded me of the night before. I asked myself, “How did I get well? How did I recover so quickly?” Then I realized that it was because I’d said and absorbed the words my daughter suggested. I was amazed and suddenly understood why so many practitioners continue to practice despite the threat of persecution.
I immediately started to read Zhuan Falun and felt very comfortable when I finished, but I didn't realize it was because Master had purified my body in other dimensions.
I began doing the exercises while looking in the mirror to correct my movements. In three months I recovered from all my ailments even though I didn't do all of the exercise movements correctly. My excitement was beyond words. I was so grateful to Master and Dafa and became determined to cultivate well.
Master said,
“Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s master.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)
Master purified my body only because I had faith in him and Dafa. The ills of many years were swept away, especially the neurological headaches and the spinal problem that had tortured me for years. I have been perfectly healthy ever since. I walk swiftly and am full of joy. It is truly wonderful.
I knew that it was Master's encouragement and protection that brought me to this state. What I didn’t know at the time was that Master had suffered so much for me.
I went to visit my daughter in the winter of 2008. She helped me improve my understanding of the Fa and corrected my exercise movements. I read a lot of cultivation experience-sharing articles on Minghui.org and felt that my character improved during that time.
After becoming a practitioner, my family also benefited from Dafa. My husband had a cerebral hemorrhage in 2009. The doctors wanted to operate right away. When our daughter arrived, she played Master’s lectures and two instrumental pieces, Pudu and Jishi, for her father. My husband regained consciousness without having surgery.
Once again, we witnessed the miracle of Dafa. Later, every time we talked about this, my husband said, “It’s thanks to our daughter. I got well because she played Dafa lectures and Dafa music to me.”
I fell off a stool in October 2016. My lower back hit the edge of the bed, my inner thigh hit the sharp corner of the bedside table, and my feet got tangled in the stool. I couldn't get up or move. That evening, I was very sore but tried my best to do the sitting meditation and cross my legs. The next morning, I did the five exercises despite the pain.
I recited Master's words,
“...physical pain is the easiest thing to endure: Just grit your teeth and it’s over.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)
That afternoon I went out to buy bread even though it was very difficult to walk. I encouraged myself with Master's words: “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine in Zhuan Falun)
After that encouraging thought, I heard a noise like the sound of small stones being jostled. I realized that Master was adjusting a bad fracture I had previously sustained. The sound lasted for nearly a minute, after which I didn't have any more pain and I could walk much better. Later, I felt sleepy and slept a lot, and it was hard for me to wake up. I knew that Master let me enter a state of anesthesia in case I couldn't bear the pain while he was adjusting my body.
I slept for 18 days and then wasn't sleepy anymore. The pain was gone, and I recovered and felt full of energy. I was then able to go out and talk to people about Falun Dafa.
I was told it would take 100 days for the bones to heal, but I was better in 28 days. Once again, I witnessed the miracle of Dafa and experienced Master's immense compassion.