My Mother's Tribulation Was My Wake Up Call
(Minghui.org) My grandfather handed me a copy of Zhuan Falun, the guiding book of Falun Dafa when I visited him in the spring of 1997. He said, “Read it carefully. This book can help you.”
I read Zhuan Falun in one go. “I want to cultivate,” I told my grandfather the next morning. From that point on, I always have Zhuan Falun with me wherever I go.
I got divorced when my daughter was four years old, and her paternal grandmother raised her. I knew it was a selfish thing to do, especially for a Dafa practitioner. My excuse was that Master Li knew my difficult situation and would understand.
Even though I studied the Fa every day, I wasn’t very diligent. I had a lot of interference, which made it hard for me to concentrate. Again, I found an excuse for myself: Master wouldn’t blame me. I had to work and provide for my child and parents, so I needed money.
I also didn’t take doing the five exercises very seriously either. This has been my cultivation state for the past 20 years.
My mother was diagnosed with late-stage bladder cancer in 2019 and was too weak to undergo chemotherapy or surgery.
Everyone in my family practices Falun Dafa, so we decided that the right thing to do was to tell my mother the truth about her condition. We told her that it was too late for any treatment; only Master could save her.
Like me, my mother was not diligent in studying the Fa or doing the exercises. My father used to say my mother studied the Fa but was never aligned with the Fa. In the past, she sometimes followed along when we had group study or exercise practice, but she usually did not participate.
The doctor told us that she had three months to live and warned her about severe back pain. She was given morphine for the pain.
Just like the doctor said, my mother’s back pain became unbearable. My father felt helpless. He knew my mother had to endure this karma herself.
After coming home from the hospital, my mother listened to the recordings of Master’s lectures every day. She knew her pain was caused by karma. We encouraged her and reminded her that she must have faith in Master.
She could no longer endure the pain and started taking the morphine. Her condition quickly deteriorated in less than 10 days, and she stopped eating and drinking.
My father called me and said I should come home to say good-bye.
I thought: There were so many cases where practitioners recovered from illnesses worse than my mother's, which were published on the Minghui website. Why didn’t my mother get better? Was Master not watching over her?
That night, while I was doing the exercises, I clearly heard Master Li say, “Your mother is not sick. Your entire family believes she is sick, including your mother. She thinks she is sick!”
That was the first time that Master had given me a hint in my 20 years of cultivation. He was sending me a warning!
My mother was unconscious when I saw her the next day. “Mom! I am here!” I said loudly. “Master asked me to tell you, you are not sick! You are not sick! Can you hear me?”
Her eyes opened for a few seconds. She stared at the ceiling and then shut them again. After sharing Master’s message with the rest of the family, we decided to send forth righteous thoughts together.
My mother was worse the next morning. It seemed like she only had one more breath left. Father began to prepare for her funereal.
I refused to give up! My father and I took turns saying directly into mother’s ear: “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master said you are not sick … ”
We continued for four hours. She finally opened her eyes. I said, “Mom, you are frightening us! Master wanted me to tell you that you are not sick! You will live if you believe in Master’s words … Do you believe in Master?”
She looked directly at me and said: “Master said I am not sick, right?”
“Yes!” I then told her how Master sent me the message two days ago. “Do you believe in Master?”
“Yes, I do!” When she said this I knew she would be alright.
From that day on, my father, brother and I studied the Fa and sent forth righteous thoughts for her. We also asked Master to strengthen her when her pain became unbearable.
Mom said, “Now I understand that my pain is eliminating karma. It’s not here to take my life. I want to eliminate more karma.”
Her body was further purged of impurities. Each day, she kept getting better. She started eating and was soon able to walk on her own. Her stomach pain and the growth in her belly gradually went away.
Through my mother’s tribulation, I realized that Falun Dafa practitioners in the Fa-reification period have sacrificed so much in our past lives. Yet, we often forgot why we came here in this lifetime.
I saw firsthand that Master can help us overcome every hurdle, as long as we genuinely cultivate ourselves.
We must stay diligent in cultivation. I now pay attention to my every thought to make sure that I am constantly aligned with the Fa.