(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in the spring of 1996 when I was nearly 60 years old. I had illnesses all over my body, including heart disease, rheumatoid disease, blood disease, stomach bleeding, cholecystitis, nephritis, etc. I took Chinese and Western medicines, and I also practiced tai chi for two years, however, my health did not improve. After I finished practicing tai chi in a park one day, I passed a Falun Dafa practice site, and stopped to watch.
The next day, instead of practicing tai chi, I went to the Falun Dafa practice site. As soon as I arrived, an assistant taught me the exercises. The third day, I obtained the precious book Zhuan Falun. I started to read that night.
Before I finished the first section, tears flowed down my face. There seemed to be something spinning in my lower abdomen, which was very comfortable, then I fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning my body felt relaxed like never before. I rushed to the practice site and told the assistant what happened. She told me that I had a great relationship with Falun Dafa—Master was already taking care of me and adjusted my body. She asked me to practice diligently!
My husband and I are the same age. He saw that my health recovered so quickly after I began practicing and said, “Falun Dafa is really powerful.” Although he had no serious health issues, he wanted to try it. I encouraged him to practice and I got him a copy of Zhuan Falun.
He read the book and practiced the exercises, but he gradually stopped. When I asked why, he said, “Falun Dafa is good, and the requirements are very high. I don’t think I deserve it. I’m afraid that I can’t fulfill the requirements, I may tarnish the sacred Dafa, which is a serious issue.” He wanted to wait and practice later when he was worthy. But he said, “I support your cultivation.”
He was very stubborn and shrewd, and it was difficult for others to persuade him to do anything he didn’t want to do.
On July 20, 1999, the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) began to brutally persecute Falun Dafa. That day, other practitioners and I went to the provincial government to submit a petition to prove that Dafa is good. We were held in a school by the police. My husband came, reasoned with the police, and took me home. I later went to Beijing to clarify the truth and validate Dafa, and was detained at a police station. My husband came and took me home.
I was arrested and detained many times for clarifying the truth, and it was my husband who always took me home. He often said, “If a man can’t protect his wife, how can he still be considered a good man?!”
He never joined the CCP. After reading the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party he said, “I knew early on that the Party was not good! I had foresight, don’t you think?” I said, “You are smart. Why don’t you practice Falun Dafa with me?” He replied, “If you practice Falun Dafa and I practice too, and if the CCP arrests me, who will protect you?” I said, “The one who really protects me is Dafa’s Master.” He said, “Master protects you, but I am the one who does the rescue.”
My home is a Fa study site, and my husband helps me clean the room, wash the floor, set up the cushions, and greets practitioners with a smile. I set up a small truth material production site in our home, and he sometimes helps me buy supplies.
Last year, my husband had a heart attack. He said that it was because of the argument with his sister regarding an inheritance. He was admitted to a hospital. The doctor said that it wasn’t easy for the elderly to recover from chronic diseases. I asked my husband to go home and practice Falun Dafa with me. He shook his head and said, “With such a big attachment of seeking treatment, I will cause too much trouble for Dafa’s Master.” I said, “Accompanying you in the hospital affects my doing the three things.” He said, “You go do what you need to do. Please don't let me stop you. You can come back when you’re done.”
But as time went on, I couldn’t handle everything well. One day, the doctor told me, “He needed a stent due to the blockage of the blood vessel. Now the blockage has reached 92% to 95%. He relies on the ventilator to breathe. His condition is very serious, and it will get even worse as time goes on. He may die. Prepare for his funeral. Your son has the critical illness notice I issued, didn’t he tell you?”
I went back to my husband’s ward. When my son came, I went home and knelt in front of Master’s portrait. I said, “Master, my life and the lives of my family are in your hands.” Then I sent righteous thoughts.
I later picked up Zhuan Falun. I had just finished a section when my daughter came home. She quietly said, “Don’t be sad. I’ve already bought dad’s shroud. My older brother and your son-in-law went to the cemetery and reserved a place for our father and paid the deposit.” She wiped away tears while she spoke.
I said, “I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, and Master is in charge. Your father also knows Dafa is good. Master said, “Having heard the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening” (“Melt into the Fa” in Essentials for Further Advancement) so don’t worry.”
The next morning I went to the hospital. My son told me that his father sweated so much that his clothes were soaked. He later lost consciousness. Feeling that there was no hope, the doctor told my son to prepare for his funeral.
My son said, “I was about to call you when father woke up. He took my hand and fell asleep after a while.” While I was looking at my husband, he woke up. He said with a smile, “You’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” I asked him what was wrong, and he motioned for me to sit beside him, and have our son leave.
He told me, “I had a dream last night. In my dream, I walked into a dark and deep tunnel. It was very scary. Suddenly, a noble man stood in front of me and asked where I was going. I told Him I didn’t know. He motioned me to look down. When I looked down, my heart skipped a beat, and I was horrified. He told me to go back quickly. I turned around but found that there was no way out. He said, ‘Go back and ask your wife.’ I bowed to Him and said, ‘My wife asked me to practice Dafa. Dafa is very sacred, I’m not worthy.’ He laughed and touched my forehead. Then I woke up. I can still hear the man say: ‘Only cultivation! Only cultivation!’”
My husband looked at me eagerly. I said, “Master was enlightening you in a dream, and also enlightening me. Master asked us to cultivate together!” He repeated the words, “Only cultivation! Only cultivation!”
The doctor came, looked at my husband, turned to me, and said, “I need to do an angiography on him.” When I hesitated he motioned me to go with him. In the corridor he said, “Do you think your husband is getting better?” I nodded. He said, “Don't get your hopes up. I’m afraid it’s not what it looks like. This is a kind of momentary recovery—just before death.” The exam result surprised the doctor--only half of the blood vessels were blocked, which was much better than before. He said, “This is incredible! How is it possible?!”
I returned to the ward and asked my husband to sincerely say, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” He said, “Since I woke up from the dream, I began to silently recite the words!” I was happy for him.
A few days later, my husband was discharged from the hospital. Compassionate Master saved his life!
My sons and daughters are all deeply convinced that Dafa is wonderful, and they thank Master! Not only my immediate family, but everyone in our entire extended family now believes that Falun Dafa is extraordinary!