(Minghui.org) Before practicing Falun Dafa, I suffered from many ailments, including hepatitis B, uterine fibroids, rheumatoid arthritis, and heart disease. The treatments I sought were ineffective. I was then diagnosed with thyroid cancer. 

I had just turned 50 and felt like the sky was falling. My mother died of lung cancer at the age of 33, and my younger sister died of breast cancer at 40. I didn't think I would survive and even finalized my funeral plans with my husband.

My Miraculous Healing

Just when I was feeling desperate, my aunt brought me a book titled Zhuan Falun and told me to treasure it. I read the book without pausing to eat or drink. Although I was somewhat skeptical, I felt refreshed afterward. My spirit was strengthened, and I felt in my heart that this was what I had been seeking for years.

I felt I had been awakened as joy welled up from the bottom of my heart. The next day, Master Li helped purify my body. For two days, I had diarrhea and vomiting, but my body felt light. I stopped chemotherapy and taking all my other medications. I just focused on committing myself to studying the Fa teachings and doing the exercises. 

All my other ailments soon disappeared. My family and colleagues said that Falun Dafa was miraculous!

I left work early one day due to pain in my back and stomach. When I got home, I went to bed with a heating pad. I thought I had a cold but the pain got worse, and I tossed and turned all afternoon. In the evening, when I went to the bathroom, two pieces of tissue fell into the toilet as I was urinating. 

I wrapped the tissue up and went to a hospital to consult a former classmate. She said they were parts of a uterine fibroid. After hearing that, I knelt down and cried from the bottom of my heart: “Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!”

Again, this incident caused a sensation among my colleagues and relatives. Some of them also began cultivating.

Cultivating My Xinxing at Work

Soon after I began cultivating, there was a meeting at work. The manager criticized something I was responsible for. Although he didn't say my name, everyone knew that he was talking about me. I was very angry and started to think about how to get even with him. At that moment, Master's words appeared in my mind: 

“You can move up only by developing gong solidly, improving yourself constantly, and assimilating to the characteristic of the universe.” (Lecture Three in Zhuan Falun)

I realized I had forgotten I was a practitioner. I had to be tolerant, so I slowly calmed down.

Although I didn't say anything then, after returning home, my attachments of indignation, fighting, and reputation all emerged. I knew that I usually worked hard, never complained, and didn't take anything that was not mine. I was the major contributor to the sales in our department. Now I was being humiliated!

If I hadn't learned Falun Dafa, where would they ever find someone like me? The more I thought about it, the more I felt as if I had been stabbed in the heart. I ran to Master Li's portrait and complained about this injustice.

Master looked at me so kindly and compassionately. Finally, I said to him, “I'm sorry, Master. I really can't swallow my pride, and I will cultivate again after I vent these feelings.” Then I saw that Master's image looked alive. He began frowning and looked very angry. I was scared and ran to the kitchen in shock. I thought I must have done something wrong. How could Master's portrait look as angry as a real person? This experience touched me deeply. 

When I studied Zhuan Falun that night, I suddenly realized that these things had happened to help improve my xinxing. I said to Master in my heart, “I was wrong, and I know what to do.” I immediately adjusted my thinking. When I got to work the next day, I behaved as if nothing had happened.

Later, the manager jokingly said, “I know you are someone who would argue a point to death. I didn't expect you to be so big-hearted and open-minded.” I told him what happened after I got home. He asked doubtfully, “Is that true?”I replied, “Don't forget that I practice Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.” He smiled, “Yes, yes, I believe you. I must thank your Master.” 

Because I always behaved according to Dafa's standards, my employer honored me with the “model worker” award before the onset of the persecution.

In 2003, I was arrested and sentenced to three years in prison for my faith. Some in the company wanted to stop paying my salary while I was away. However, the head of the company said that I had made significant contributions and my situation was special. So they continued to pay me my full salary. I now realize that what ordinary people say doesn't matter, only what Master Li says counts. As long as I walk on the right path, everything is under Master's control. 

Left for Dead after an Accident

In 2007, I was hit by a car while riding my bike. According to the driver, the traffic officer initially ignored me because he thought I was dead. I was unconscious for over three hours.

When the officer finished questioning the driver, he noticed that I was still alive and took me to a hospital. I came to late that afternoon. My head had been shaved in preparation for surgery. I told my son (who is also a practitioner) that I didn't want to be operated on and wanted to go home immediately. Then I passed out again.

My head was swollen, and the X-ray revealed a hemorrhage in my brain and multiple fractures in my skull. The doctor repeatedly advised my son to allow him to operate immediately or the pressure would become life-threatening. 

My son said, “My mother is a cultivator. She doesn't want the surgery. We have to obey her wishes.” After waking up the next day, I insisted on going home. The driver who hit me said he would not be responsible for the consequences if I chose to go home. I told him that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I would not sue him. I firmly believed in Dafa and Master and put aside any concern of whether I would live or die. 

When I got home, I read Zhuan Falun and did the sitting meditation. With Master's protection, I could get out of the bed to do the exercises in six days and was fully recovered in less than two weeks. I then bought some fruit and went to the driver's home. The man's family was surprised to see me healed and said it was incredible. The driver's mother-in-law said she wanted to practice Falun Dafa.

Saving Prison Guards with Righteousness 

In July 2008, I was again arrested and sent to a labor camp for one year. In the labor camp, a guard gave me a tour of the cafeteria, office, and my cell. Everywhere we went, I called out “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Falun Dafa is righteous!” I didn't eat in the cafeteria and just kept repeating the same phrases. If I got tired, I took a break, then continued calling out. I had no fear, and no one stopped me.

On the third day, a guard called me to her office. I felt this was an opportunity to tell her the facts about Falun Dafa and the persecution. She was kind enough to let me sit down and told me she wanted to talk to me. I came straight to the point: “Excuse me for being abrupt. You look like a nice person, so why are you on the list of evil people?” 

She looked stunned. I explained that the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) had killed 80 million people and that heaven will eliminate it; that former Party head Jiang Zemin insisted on launching the persecution; how the “Tiananmen self-immolation” was a hoax; and that my health improved after I became a cultivator. She listened intently and didn't even let me go to lunch.

We chatted again the next morning. Finally, I said, “I heard that you have a beautiful daughter. Falun Dafa is a high-level Buddha school cultivation way. Participating in the persecution of Dafa is not good for you, nor is it good for your daughter. 

“I know that you have been associated with the deaths of some practitioners.” She was again stunned. I continued, “But you do have time to redeem yourself. Stop persecuting Falun Dafa practitioners. You also need to quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations to secure your future. Are you a CCP member?”

She nodded. “Then quit it in your heart The divine ones look at people's hearts. They know that we are talking now. I know you still have your job to do, so I won't tell anyone what we talked about.” She thanked me.

Afterward, she became a different person. Whenever she was on duty, she let us do our activities freely. When people remarked that she had changed, I didn't say a thing. A few days later, she called me to her office and told me that she was leaving.

The day she left, she called everyone together to say goodbye. Pointing at me, she said, “You are right. I never resented you in the past and cannot imagine resenting you in the future. I should also protect my virtue, not for others but for myself.” With tears in her eyes, she left. I thought that another life had truly been saved!

There happened to be another guard who was truly menacing. As soon as she entered the workshop, the atmosphere became tense. One day, she saw me sending righteous thoughts with my eyes closed and asked why I wasn't working.

I replied that I was not feeling well and didn't want to work. She yelled at me, “Do you know where you are?” I said, “I don't care where I am. I know Falun Dafa is righteous. Learning Dafa is not a crime. I don't want to work here. Release me immediately.” 

I stared directly at her, and her ferocity dissipated. She said no one had ever dared to talk to her like that. I said, “This is how 'one righteous person can overpower a hundred evils!'”

She told me to accompany her to her office and wanted to know how old I was. I said I was going to be 60 next year. She said she would be happy if she could live that long. I started to tell her the facts about Dafa and that she should not persecute practitioners in the future, that it would be bad for her and that her children and grandchildren would suffer, too. 

“I will tell you how you can save your life,” I continued. “Are you a CCP member?” She nodded. “Okay, I can help you quit the CCP and protect your future. Will you agree to it?” She nodded and thanked me. I told her I would keep it a secret. 

When I left the office, she was right behind me. I thought I should save face for her and loudly announced in front of everyone, “I was very rude just now and made you angry. I am sorry. Please forgive me.” She just smiled.

When I returned to the workshop, the other practitioners asked me what had happened. I said telling the truth is the key, that we should exhibit a breadth of mind and remain honorable. 

After that day, this guard no longer fought with or scolded us. Everyone said that she was a changed person. One morning, she called out my name and ordered me to be in charge of watering the flowers and wiping the table in her office. I accepted and said in my heart, “Thank you, Master, for giving me the opportunity to tell the truth to others!” 

I was later able to talk about Dafa with the section director, other deputy team leaders, and office staff members and helped them submit their withdrawals from the CCP's affiliated organizations.

Master said: 

“Do well what you should do. This predestined opportunity is hard to come by. Cherish all of this, there won't be a next time.” (“Fa-lecture during the 2003 Lantern Festival at the US West Fa Conference”)

I will always keep in mind Master's teachings and treasure this cultivation opportunity during the Fa-rectification period. I will remain diligent in doing the three things required of practitioners and assist Master in saving more lives.