(Minghui.org) I have been a Falun Dafa practitioner for twenty-one years. My son and I brought my parents home to live with us some time ago. My father, who is over eighty, looked very healthy and alert at the time.
My Father’s Heart Functioned Normally After Reciting “Falun Dafa is good”
Seven years ago, my father was admitted to a city hospital for a heart condition. The doctor said he needed coronary bypass surgery. My brother readily agreed and put up 50,000 yuan for the surgery. But my mother called us, saying that surgery was no longer an option. After further examination, the doctor had said that in addition to three blocked arteries, my father’s arteries were very fragile and narrow. The doctor ruled out surgery after examining the arteries in my father’s wrist. “Take him home. He might have only another six months to a year left.”
At home, my father tried to walk slowly with my help, but couldn’t go very far before starting to lose his breath and become pale. “Quick, Dad, repeat ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’” I urged him, “Only Dafa’s Master can save you now.” He repeated the words silently and was fine in no time.
My father has since recited those magical words every day with due sincerity. He has sometimes even shouted them into the telephone. He told me he loved listening to Master’s lectures because everything Master said was true. He also told me that he loved listening to other Falun Dafa practitioners share their stories, which sometimes move him to tears.
He has a habit of turning up the volume of his portable audio player while listening to Fa lectures. It’s so loud sometimes you can hear it from outside the front door. I have turned it down for him, but he turns it back up. He told my mother and I that Master said that we only get sick because of our karma. I was surprised, “Dad, your enlightenment quality is pretty good!”
My Father: “This thing is great”
I was locked up in a forced labor camp after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started the ridiculous persecution of Falun Dafa practitioners on July 20, 1999. My parents visited me a few times despite the long journey. My mother did the Falun Dafa exercises with me years ago but gave up because she was scared off by the persecution. She has been in a wheelchair for the last seven or eight years.
My father has always been very good to my mother. He does everything in the house including the washing and cooking. He also takes her out in her wheelchair every day. He sometimes takes her down a steep slope. It’s so steep that it scares me, but he told me he has never had any problem because he keeps reciting “Falun Dafa is good” while on the slope. I was very relieved to hear that, “Master was helping you. Thank you, Master!”
My father told me in the early years of the persecution that there was a poster with “Falun Dafa is good” stuck to my brother’s front door. He said he could see the words from far away when he came to open the door in the morning, and could still vividly remember to this day the words written in red, on yellow-colored paper.
Last year, two fellow practitioners went to my parents’ neighborhood to distribute truth-clarification calendars. They handed a calendar to a person sitting next to my father, but that person was too scared to take it and didn’t want to listen to them. My father said to him, “This thing is great. I have it in my house every year. I have been reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good’ every day, and my health has improved.” I was pleased about my father’s righteous belief in Dafa.
Everyone in My Family is Blessed
My parents left after staying with me for just one week. I asked them to stay longer, but my father was worried that they might take up too much of our time. He said he understood that we all wanted to look after our mother but were too busy ourselves. He told us not to worry because he could take care of her by himself, but would be happy to see us when we have time to visit.
On the last day of my parents’ stay, my father-in-law (who used to be the village Party secretary but has since retired) came to see them. My parents came back just in time after their early morning walk.
After exchanging pleasantries, their conversation went like this:
Father-in-law: “You look to be in really good health.” Father: “I keep reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ every day.”Father-in-law: “That’s good. When I had my operation (when my leg was broken in an accident), I also recited ‘Falun Dafa is good.’ The surgeon asked me what I was mumbling about. I told him I was saying, ‘Long live the CCP.’”Father: “Why would you say that? If I hear anyone say anything bad about Falun Dafa, I would stop them.”Father-in-law: “You are so righteous; I am not as good.”Father: “You know, the whole family is blessed from having a Falun Dafa practitioner in the family.”
We all laughed heartily.
