(Minghui.org) I got up to study the Falun Dafa teachings one day in 2005 and faintly heard a voice asking, “Why didn’t you send the letter to my town?”
Local practitioners and I had been writing letters to city officials to urge them to stop following the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) in persecuting practitioners for their belief. We later expanded our efforts and wrote to everyone in the government offices, the police stations, schools, and villages. But we had somehow missed a particular township.
I enlightened that the voice I had heard was a being in another dimension asking me to save him. No wonder my daughter-in-law had had a dream about it a year before!
She told me in 2004 that, in her dream, a man called out to her and asked why I didn’t deliver informational materials to his home when I was distributing them everywhere else. He told her the town where he lived. I didn’t know anyone in that township, so I dismissed it.
Realizing my mistake, I shared my dream and understanding with the other practitioners, and we immediately mailed copies of the letter to that township.
I was born in Dabie Mountain, Hubei Province, in 1949. My family had a difficult time because we were classified by the CCP as a “political enemy” and targeted in every one of its political campaigns. We starved for the most part during the great famine in 1959, with only grass and wild vegetables to eat.
Life was no easier after I got married. My husband and I worked all day, yet we didn’t make enough to see a doctor when we were sick. We had to provide for our three children and our parents on both sides.
In 1997, I ran into a retired official I knew. He was shocked to see the shape I was in. I told him that I had cancer and other incurable health problems. He suggested that I practice Falun Dafa and shared his experiences. I said there was no way I could ever recover from my illnesses.
“As long as you practice diligently, you will recover from all of your health problems,” he said. He also said that Master Li (the founder) had asked him in a dream to tell me about Dafa. I was elated and felt reassured by his words.
He brought me copies of Zhuan Falun and Falun Gong and a photo of Master. He said that Zhuan Falun was a sacred book.
Within a month after I started practicing Dafa, I recovered from all of my ailments and was nimble enough to do all the work. I was given a second chance, and in the 20 years I have been cultivating, I have experienced many wonderful and miraculous things.