Facial Paralysis Disappeared in Two Weeks

(Minghui.org) One winter I went back to the countryside to visit my elderly parents who were living with my brother. It started to snow in the morning, so I got up early to shovel the snow.

My brother was taken aback when he saw me. He asked, “Why is your mouth crooked?” I looked at myself in the mirror and was startled. My right eye and nostril were smaller. The right corner of my mouth slanted upward and the left corner slanted downward. The right side of my face was stiff. I got upset.

My brother was not a practitioner, and he had diabetes. He said people with diabetes often had facial paralysis and that it was difficult to treat. I recalled that a doctor once told me that I had diabetic hypoglycemia because my blood sugar level was 15 mg/dl. At that time, I said I didn’t have diabetes and negated the illusion.

After seeing the signs of paralysis on my face that morning, I was dumbfounded and worried, “How is this possible? I can’t let my family see me like this and then blame it on the practice.” Thus, I decided to go home. My brother, however, wanted me to go to the hospital. I told him, “Don’t worry! I’ll go home and do the exercises, and I’ll be fine.”

I felt depressed on my way home. I knew I hadn’t been diligent in my cultivation. Although I had been doing the three things, I still had a lot of attachments: jealousy, competitiveness, the pursuit of reputation, and lust. I felt ashamed and cried.

Once I got home, I sat on the bed and read Zhuan Falun aloud, even though I couldn’t enunciate the words clearly. Master (the founder of Falun Dafa) said:

“But I won’t do that. If you can’t overcome even this hurdle, I worry what will become of your practice when you meet with serious ordeals down the road. That little bit of discomfort really shouldn’t be a big deal, and surely you can get through it. So please don’t come to me for healing anymore. It’s not something I do, and I’d prefer not to even hear the word “illness.”” (The Second Talk, Zhuan Falun)

Master’s teaching woke me up, and my righteous thoughts emerged, “Indeed! Why am I flustered by a little bit of tribulation? Do I want to cultivate? I have failed to live up to Master’s expectations and caused him to worry! I’ll stop worrying and trust Master.”

I sincerely searched inward to find my attachments. I said to Master, “I’m sorry for not cultivating well and for making you worry. I don’t want to tarnish the image of a Dafa practitioner. Please give me another chance.” I calmed down, stopped worrying, and continued to do the three things.

By the seventh day, I felt the muscles on the right side of my face throbbing, and I was able to move them slightly. Gradually, I could move them more and more. My mouth eventually returned to normal and functioned as usual. I overcame the tribulation within two weeks with Master’s help. My face is now normal. I experienced the wonders of Dafa, and my family was touched by it as well.

Thank you, compassionate Master, for not giving up on me!