(Minghui.org) I am 66 years old and retired as vice principal and senior lecturer of a vocational school in northern China. I started practicing Falun Dafa in 2008. I would like to share some of the miraculous stories that happened in my 16 years of cultivation.
In my forties, I suffered from liver cirrhosis, cholecystitis, and lower back pain. My face was dark, my legs were swollen, and my body was bloated. I was 5’6” in height, and weighed 210 pounds. My liver functions tested abnormal with transaminases exceeding 400, which was ten times higher than normal. The other two related indicators almost reached their maximum levels. My gallbladder was swollen. I had tried various medical treatments as well as qigong, but nothing helped.
My health became worse every day, making me feel disheartened. I attended a meeting in June 2008 where I met up with someone I had not seen for many years who worked at a sister school. I was surprised at his changes. His back was straight and his skin was smooth and radiant. This person used to have poor health and had sought medical treatment everywhere. Even at a young age, his back was hunched and his face was wrinkled.
He told me, “I have changed after I practiced Falun Dafa. Falun Dafa not only has great health benefits, but also can improve people’s morals. Its wonderful benefits rebuke the slanderous lies of the Chinese Communist Party.”
I visited this practitioner after the meeting and he told me in depth about Dafa. The more we chatted, the more fascinated I became. I immediately bought a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, and other Dafa publications available. I learned the five sets of exercises online.
Soon after I began to practice, Master cleansed my body, and I had both diarrhea and fever at the same time. But my diseases gradually disappeared. After that, I ate well and slept well. My weight started to drop. My face turned rosy, and I walked lightly. Three months later, I had an exam in the hospital and everything indicated that all was normal with me. From then on, my life has become bright.
Through studying the Fa I understood the true meaning of life, and took lightly fame, profit, and eliminated my lewd behavior. I worked hard and endured hardships. I got along well with colleagues and felt happy every day.
Soon, Master opened up my celestial eye. I saw Law Wheels shining with auspicious light and spinning. I saw a big eye blinking in front of me. I also saw flowers, trees, and pavilions in another dimension. Master eliminated all thoughts of atheism from me. He helped me believe in Dafa and strengthen my faith.
One day after two years of practicing, I filled up a gas tank and left the gas-filled tank outside before I went to work. After work, I carried the tank upstairs to the third floor. It wasn’t heavy for me to carry, and I began to worry that the gas might have vaporized. But I knew that even if the gas was gone, the empty metal tank would still weigh more than 20 pounds. After I brought the tank inside the house, I shook it as I put it down and it was full. I lifted it up again and it was heavy. I believed that it weighed 50 pounds or so.
I felt that Master shouldered the weight for me to encourage me to be diligent in cultivation. He wanted me to experience the state of forming the Heavenly Circuit and break out of the frame of the empirical science. Master wanted me to understand Dafa rationally.
One Sunday I went for a bike ride. I rode by Guandi Temple and wanted to go inside for a tour. It used to be free but now the cost for a visit was 10 yuan. In those years, it was often difficult to make ends meet, so I changed my mind. As I was about to ride away, the chain suddenly slipped and the bike stopped functioning. This never happened before. I thought that Master was hinting for me to go in the temple.
I purchased a ticket and entered the temple. Displayed in the exhibition hall was a short description about Guan Yunchan, a hero worshiped for his righteousness and loyalty in Chinese history. In the Spring and Autumn Pavilion was a golden statue of him reading a book. Looking at the statue, I couldn’t help but shed tears. Practitioners should unwaveringly fulfill our sacred mission of helping Master rectify the Fa.
As I was leaving the temple, I thought of taking the bike to get it fixed at a nearby shop. But when I tried it again, the bike ran normally!
I stepped down from a leadership position in 2015 and went to my son’s home to take care of my grandson in Guangzhou. One day I took a bus. After I got off the bus and walked only a few steps, a man yelled from behind “You dropped your wallet.” I turned around and saw my wallet on the ground. I found that my pocket had been slashed open, probably by a thief on the bus. I checked my wallet and nothing was gone.
I put the wallet in my other back pocket. Shortly after I walked away, someone yelled at me again, “You dropped your wallet.” Indeed, my wallet was on the ground again.
Thinking of what just happened, I realized that Master has protected me. From the size of the cuts, the thief could easily have taken the wallet and stolen everything inside it. Losing what I had in my wallet would have meant trouble for me. Master saved my day.
Two years ago, the COVID-19 pandemic was rampant and everyone talked about it in fear. I had the same human notion. I remembered that I had liver disease before and should eat more eggs to enhance protein and improve immunity. So I made two poached eggs and added sugar to them for my breakfast. It tasted so good that I continued doing it for four days.
On the fifth day, I cooked the eggs as usual and reached out to get the sugar jar on the table, where it was kept. But the jar was not there. I looked around but could not find it anywhere. My son helped me look and also failed to locate it. So I gave up and started to prepare breakfast for the whole family. By the time I finished cooking, I glanced at the table and the sugar jar was right there in the same spot it always is!
I thought Master was trying to remind me that Dafa practitioners did not need to worry about the pandemic like ordinary people did and hid the sugar jar from me.
While my son, daughter-in-law, and their two children were all infected by the virus and had to rest in bed, I only had a slight headache one evening, and the symptom was gone the next day.
To thank Master for his compassion, I must live up to his expectations. I will cultivate diligently, assimilate to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and do the three things well.