(Minghui.org) My mother was a sickly and weak child due to thoracic spinal tuberculosis, a disease that caused her spine to curve like a hunchback, and rendered her unable to walk until the age of nine. Treatments were unsuccessful.
As she got older, she suffered from neurasthenia, migraines and other illnesses. After she got married, she developed a gallbladder cyst, a thyroid tumor, and kidney disease. She couldn’t work, nor could she sleep well due to the gallbladder cyst. As long as I can remember, her medications were all over the table at home.
After my grandmother passed away, my mother became irritable, temperamental, and often woke up crying in the middle of the night.
A neighbor who practiced Falun Dafa recommended the practice to her in October 1998, but she refused because of her belief in atheism. After being invited many times by the neighbor, my mother eventually attended a Fa-study group in a neighboring village.
After she started practicing Dafa, she recovered from her illnesses, and she has not taken any medicine for the past 20-plus years. She also became more cheerful and her temper improved significantly.
My father and I, as well as other people in our village, started to practice Falun Dafa after seeing my mother’s positive changes,
My mother and a 70-year-old practitioner went out on her electric bicycle to distribute informational materials about Dafa. As they crossed a traffic light, a car suddenly turned and hit them. My mother’s head hit the car before she fell to the ground. The elderly practitioner sitting in the back also fell off the bicyle.
At the moment of the crash, my mother thought, “I'm fine, I'm a cultivator.” When she checked herself, she was fine except for a small scratch on her hand. The other practitioner only had a bump on her head. The bicyle, however, was totaled.
The driver got out of his car and said, “I had the turn signal on, why didn't you watch out?” He then saw my mother was hurt and asked, “What can I do for you?” My mother said, “You can go.”
The driver was surprised and said, “I’ll give you money to repair the bicycle.” My mother replied, “I don’t want your money, I practice Falun Dafa.”
“I now believe Falun Dafa practitioners are good people,” the driver said, and then left.
Two women who witnessed the accident gave my mother an earful for letting the driver leave. My mother told them, “I practice Falun Dafa. My Master asks us to be good people.”
Another time, my mother and my aunt went to a government office. She said she felt a push and fell down a flight of stairs that consisted of 16 steps. My aunt tried to grab onto her, but failed. She was so scared that she began crying.
My mother got up at the bottom of the stairs and my aunt said they should go to the hospital to get her checked out. My mother said, “I'm fine, it isn't bad.” My aunt didn’t believe her and asked my mother to walk around. My mother did as she was asked and said, “I have my Master to protect me, so I am fine.”
My aunt called my mother the next day to ask how she was doing. After learning my mother was fine, she said, “You practitioners are really amazing. If I had fallen down the stairs like that, I wouldn’t be able to get up.”