Miracles of Falun Dafa in My Family
Healed of Cerebral Palsy
My cousin’s son had epileptic seizures shortly after birth and was subsequently diagnosed with cerebral palsy. His parents traveled far and wide, spending a fortune in search of a cure. However, their efforts yielded nothing. One day in 1998, my cousin dropped by our home to visit, carrying her four or five-year-old son in a back sling. Limp like a noodle, he could only lie on the bed, unable to walk or even lift his head on his own.
I taught the boy to recite a short poem from the book Hong Yin. Although his pronunciation was unclear, his sincerity and effort shone through as he recited a few rounds with me. Immediately after reciting, the boy sat up on his own! My amazed cousin told me her child had always needed adult assistance and had never been able to sit up on his own.
My cousin’s son improved until he could walk and attend school. That was 20 years ago and he is now a tall, strong young man. Although not a Falun Dafa cultivator, Falun Dafa purified his body and restored his health.
My Aunt’s Recovery from Cancer
In 2009, I invited my uncle, his wife Ling, and their daughter to spend Chinese New Year with our family. My aunt had a malignant tumor and was on her fourth round of chemotherapy. I wanted to clarify the truth of the persecution of Falun Dafa to them to help her and her family.
Ling arrived at our home supported by her husband and daughter. Her head was securely wrapped in a large woolen scarf and she looked extremely weak. On seeing me, she burst into tears. I comforted her and helped her inside. Seeing the image of the founder of Falun Dafa, Master Li Hongzhi, my aunt voluntarily brought her palms together and bowed. I believe her sincere gesture allowed Master Li to help her.
To celebrate their arrival, my family had prepared many tasty dishes. Following my aunt's instructions, we had also specially prepared carp fish soup and quail eggs. Ling had just completed her chemotherapy, and a poor appetite was naturally expected over the next few days. Her doctor had informed my aunts that it was likely that Ling would only have an appetite for these two dishes. Surprisingly, she said just looking at the fish soup and quail eggs made her feel nauseous and preferred to partake in the rest of the dishes with us. That day, my aunt ate a huge bowl of rice, vegetables, and even slices of fatty pork with gusto.
The following morning, I offered incense to Falun Dafa’s Master. My aunt knelt beside me and touched her forehead to the floor a few times, sincerely asking him to save her.
My aunt would spend her free time happily gazing at the image of Master Li. I gave her a truth-clarification pendant to wear and played videos of Master's Guangzhou Fa-Lecture. Her condition improved by the day and soon Ling was eating normally.
Thereafter, my aunt was able to walk the streets on her own, without physical assistance. All symptoms of her illness appeared to have vanished.
After staying with us for two weeks, my uncle’s family bid us farewell and returned home. As a parting gift, I gave Ling an MP3 player with Master’s Guangzhou Fa-Lecture recordings and Falun Dafa exercise music.
Ling subsequently returned to the hospital for a check-up and received a clean bill of health. Her black hair soon grew back, having fallen out earlier due to chemotherapy. Ling also gained back the weight, stamina, and youthful look she had lost due to illness.
My Mother’s Miraculous Recovery
My mother lost the use of her legs after a severe illness when she was 79. She lived with my brother in Northeast China, while I was in Shandong during that time. One day, my distraught sister called to tell me that our mother had been hospitalized with a severe cough and edema. The hospital had not been able to diagnose her and instead continued to administer strong medications in hopes of a cure. The family had already spent 10,000 yuan for just ten days of medical care.
Moreover, my mother had dreamed that my deceased father would arrive to take her away the following week. I decided to return home to clarify the facts about Falun Dafa and help my mother. At that time, my mother had been deceived by the Chinese Communist Party's (CCP’s) evil lies and believed in the media reports that slandered Falun Dafa. I was determined to show my mother the truth in order to save her life.
I visited my mother in the hospital. She had lost a lot of weight and she was pale. My mother was being given IV infusions throughout the day and she complained to me about the discomfort. In turn, I quietly advised her to recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” My mother replied in immediate horror, “Who still dares to believe that?” I replied that there were many true cultivators who continue to cultivate in the safety of their homes.
My mother had once cultivated Falun Dafa for a year. An illiterate person, she would scribble words she did not know on a piece of paper before consulting her son or grandson. My mother had quickly started to recognize many Chinese characters and was soon able to read the different Falun Dafa books. The death of our father and the lack of practitioners in her vicinity eventually prompted her to give up the practice.
My mother agreed to silently recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” That night, she managed to sleep extremely well. Within a few days, she was discharged from the hospital. I had retired from my job, while my younger siblings still had to work. As such, I took on the responsibility for our mother’s care and we moved into an empty housing unit owned by my sister.
The powerful medications given to my mother during her hospital stay had weakened her. In addition to having a poor appetite, she was forced to lie down throughout the day due to her swollen feet, legs, and hands. One day, my mother fell asleep after reading through a Falun Dafa truth-clarification leaflet. Soon after, I noticed that the swelling in her hands had visibly gone down. The swelling in her feet and legs disappeared the following day. My younger brother was full of praise when he dropped by to visit us.
When we first moved in, I slept in the same bed as my mother. I would often awake with a mouthful of foam and a bad cough that would last for days. My mother frequently spoke of nightly visits by a late relative of ours, which often left her in tears. One night, my sister and I had the same dream. There was shredded paper on the floor that remained despite our best cleaning efforts. I finally managed to sweep the pile into a corner. My sister further dreamed that our mother had picked up and kept the shredded pieces of paper. I then recalled an incident from a few days before. While tidying up my mother’s temporary bedroom, I had retrieved an old wall calendar from under the bed and placed it in a corner without looking at it. I retrieved the calendar and opened it, only to find it had been issued by a fake qigong master. I immediately tore it up and discarded it. After the evil spirit was removed from our home, my symptoms disappeared and my mother returned to normal.
My mother started to recite "Falun Dafa is good" daily. She also avidly read Falun Dafa truth-clarification booklets and the book Zhuan Falun. One day, she knelt before the image of Master Li and begged for another chance to cultivate Falun Dafa. While meditating that day, I saw two young celestial maidens pulling open a massive palace gate. I realized that compassionate Master had opened the doors of cultivation practice to my mother once again. Soon after, my mother’s various aches and pains vanished, and she regained her appetite.
My relatives were amazed to hear of this miracle. I seized the opportunity to clarify the truth of the persecution of Falun Dafa while advising them to quit the CCP. With my mother’s help, I also successfully managed to persuade my brother, sister-in-law, sister, and nephew to quit the CCP.