(Minghui.org) I am 70 now, and I often tell people about Falun Dafa and clarify the truth about the Chinese Communist Party’s defamatory propaganda. Despite the suppression of the practice in China, many of those I speak to choose to support us, and their goodness is rewarded.
About six years ago, I ran into my former coworker Zu and his wife in a nearby park. He looked tired and his face was swollen and yellow. When I asked what happened, his wife wept. “He was diagnosed with liver cancer and had surgery, but the doctor said he will likely only live for another year,” she said and started to cry again.
I consoled the couple and chatted with them about Falun Dafa. I explained how the practice teaches us to be better people and that many who listened to their conscience and supported it have been blessed. “Please try reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.’ It will help you,” I urged them.
Time passed quickly and I did not see them again until recently. Zu seemed to be in good spirits and very happy. “How are you? Do you feel good now?” I asked.
“All good. I am healthy now,” he replied.
“Do you still remember the phrases I told you?” I said.
“Of course!” his wife answered. “He often recited the two phrases and they helped him a lot.”
They told me that, after Zu began repeating the phrases, he went to the hospital for a follow-up checkup. The doctors were very surprised to find that the cancer cells were gone. His son, a doctor in the hospital, said to him, “All the other cancer patients I treated have died. Only you are all right.”
Zu explained, “That is because I not only have doctors like you but also help from Falun Dafa.”
When my daughter was pregnant with her second child, her friend Peng and her husband came to congratulate her. Peng mentioned that she also wanted another child, but couldn’t get pregnant despite medical treatments.
I told Peng about reciting the phrases and she was excited to hear that. “Auntie, I want a boy. Is it possible?” she asked. I told her about Falun Dafa and how the CCP had spread lies to slander the practice. She also agreed to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”
About six weeks later, Peng called my daughter to tell her she was pregnant. She later delivered an eight-pound baby boy.
When I visited my hometown, I sometimes went to see one particular aunt and talked about Falun Dafa. She believed what I said and often recited the phrases I told her.
One night she had the symptoms of a stroke and couldn’t move. Her family took her to the local hospital. “It is too serious—there is nothing we can do here,” one doctor said. “Take her straight to the county hospital.”
At the county hospital, the family was told her situation was special and she needed to be taken to the best hospital in the provincial capital.
At the provincial hospital, the doctors who examined her shook their heads.“At this stage, surgery will not help,” one of them said. “It’s best you just take her home [and prepare for her funeral].”
The family begged them to try and in the end, one doctor agreed to try clearing the blood in her brain. When he cleared it the first time, my aunt’s eyelid moved. When he cleared it the second time, her eyes opened. When he cleared it the third time, she was able to speak and sit up.
“This is a miracle!” the doctor exclaimed. “I have been a doctor for 30 years, and I have never seen anyone recover so quickly and so well.”
My aunt stayed there for only five days before returning home. She is now completely healthy and able to help the family with both household chores and working the land.
When I handed out Falun Dafa materials in October 2018, the police arrested me and held me in a detention center, where I met a girl named Min.
Min lived in a small village in the mountains near a quarry that had been in business for two years. When there were explosions, pebbles, stones, and even rocks often fell on the houses, pig stables, and even farms. Min’s place was the closest to the quarry and she went with others who were affected to complain to the quarry owner. The owners dismissed it and did not do anything. Since local officials did not help, Min and some of the other villagers decided to go to Beijing to appeal. The authorities stopped them on the road and pinpointed her as their leader. As a result, she ended up in the detention center.
Seeing her crying so sadly, I comforted her and chatted with her about Falun Dafa. I also told her about people I knew who had recited “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” and have been blessed. She nodded and said she would do the same.
Not long after she was released, Min called me. “The phrases worked!” she said.The quarry owner has paid us for our losses. I thank you and I thank Falun Dafa!”