Our Corn Stalks Withstand a Typhoon
(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 2007. I would like to share a few of the miraculous things I've experienced during my cultivation.
One night in September last year, a typhoon swept through our area. The gale-force winds and very heavy rain lasted for two days. After it was over, we saw that smaller trees had been uprooted and neighboring corn fields were flattened.
I hadn't visited my corn fields since I'd planted them. A friend told us that our cornfields had not suffered any damage. My husband and I went out to see them for ourselves. Although none of the stalks were flattened, some were bent a little. All the neighboring corn fields had been flattened to the ground. It was unbelievable. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself.
We later learned that the cornfields belonging to those who truly believed in Dafa and had quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations did not suffer any damage either.
I told my husband, “Master has given us everything. Master protected us. We should thank Master.” We thanked Master for his compassionate protection.
I had epilepsy before I began practicing Falun Dafa. My health was always an issue despite ongoing therapy. In 2007, my sister gave me Zhuan Falun to read, but I put it in a drawer for approximately six months because I didn't realize its importance.
One day, three Christians tried to convert me to Christianity by saying that my epilepsy would be cured if I converted to Christianity. They talked with me for three days. I suddenly remembered the book my sister had given me. Knowing that my sister would not lie to me, I wanted to read the book. After sharing my thoughts with the Christians, they left and never came back.
After reading Zhuan Falun for the first time I knew that Dafa was going to change my life. I had found the truth of life and wanted to cultivate. I wanted to be a good person.
My sister taught me the exercises and studied the Fa with me. Even though I was not immediately diligent, Master had already begun purifying my body and I am now completely healed. Thank you Master.
The Finger Accident
One day in 2007, my husband brought home three containers of frozen tofu from his friend and put them in the fridge. The next day, I decided to make a meal with the tofu but since it wasn't fully thawed, it was difficult to cut. I ended up accidentally cutting off the tip of my left index finger while chopping the last piece.
The piece of flesh was mixed with the tofu so I picked it up and taped it to my finger. I had been practicing for two months when my sister told me to recite the nine words “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good; Falun Dafa is good” whenever I encountered trouble. So I recited the phrases repeatedly and asked Master to help me.
Amazingly, the wound didn't bleed that much and I didn't feel frightened. I had Dafa and knew that Master would take care of me. I did the exercises as usual. The bleeding stopped and I felt less concerned.
I splashed some disinfectant on the wound. At one point pus oozed out of it. I wasn’t affected and continued to do the exercises as usual. After six weeks my finger was fully healed. There was no scar, but the fingernail was a little crooked. Otherwise, people couldn’t tell that part of my finger had been sliced off.
Putting Out the Fire
In 2017, I noticed that my nephew’s corn storage shed was on fire. It is connected to other storage sheds so I ran over to help put out the fire. There were many people there trying to extinguish the blaze, but it was growing larger and larger, making it difficult for people to get very close. I begged for Master to help and I told my nephew’s wife to recite the nine words.
Soon, the water truck arrived and I told my nephew’s wife to grab a few water buckets and help put out the fire. The fire was extinguished with the help of my husband and me and 10 other people. The consequences could have been catastrophic since the warehouses are really close to one another and it was windy that day.
I carried water buckets back and forth at least twenty times, but wasn't tired at all. I knew that Master had given me strength. Normally, I could barely carry half a bucket of water. It was a miracle that we were able to put out the fire before the fire trucks arrived. Thank you, Master.
Through this incident, I clarified the truth to my nephew and our neighbors. A lot of people quit the Chinese Communist Party and believed in Dafa after that.