New Practitioner: “Practicing Falun Dafa Saved Me from Desperation”
(Minghui.org) This year I am turning 60, and I work for a large company. I was diagnosed with liver cancer and desperately sought a cure before starting to practice Falun Dafa on October 16, 2011. In merely four months, I experienced—and my family witnessed—the miraculous and supernormal effects of Dafa. Dafa's great and compassionate Master gave me a new life.
In September 2011, my cancer symptoms included dull stomach pain, lack of strength, and lack of appetite; there was no relief even after taking stomach medications. I became more and more depressed as I began to lose hope.
On October 20, 2011, I could no longer stand the stomach pain and went to the local hospital. The ultrasound test showed that my liver cancer had become terminal; I was medically beyond help. But my family and I could not just give up, and we concluded that the local hospital's testing facility must be wrong and outdated. We sought a second opinion from the provincial capital's largest hospital, but the CT scan results were even worse: I had advanced liver cancer with a fist-sized tumor. In addition, the cancer cells had metastasized to other organs. The doctor said that there was no need to do a biopsy and effectively sentenced me to death—go home and die!
This diagnosis plunged my family into despair and grief. I felt bursts of fear, anger, and resentment at the gods for forever separating me from my loved ones. It was both cruel and unfair. I had worked hard all my life, finally retired, and my wages increased from 800 yuan to 1,600 yuan. I thought I could spend my golden years in peace, finally having time to spend with my family. Instead, I would be dragged away from them, alone, without any hope, just waiting for the call of death.
The answer came to my son in a sudden spark of inspiration. He remembered that a family member practiced a healing art form called Falun Gong. His heart lit up with the thought: “Falun Dafa can save my father!” My son had already witnessed the magical effect of Falun Gong on our relatives. It filled him with hope, and he said, "Dad, practice Falun Gong!" What did I have to lose? I agreed.
We immediately called our relatives, who replied, "That’s great! You will be saved! However, as powerful as Falun Dafa is, you must believe in cultivation. You must cultivate your heart and mind and do the exercises according to the requirements of Master and Dafa. There are many difficulties on the road of cultivation. Can you truly endure it?" I confidently answered, “Yes!”
My relatives sent me the book Zhuan Falun, recordings of lectures, teachings, and exercise materials. On October 26, 2011, I officially started to learn Falun Gong. I was very excited and eager to begin.
In general, patients with advanced stage cancer are physically exhausted, are extremely weak, suffer irritation over the whole body, and just want to lay down. But I had become a Dafa cultivator. As such, I should cultivate according to the requirements of Dafa. I embraced the practice wholeheartedly. I did the five exercises every morning, read two chapters of Zhuan Falun, and at night watched one video lecture given by Master in Guangzhou. My wife, son, and relatives helped and encouraged me every single day. With each passing day, my spirits rose, and I felt stronger.
On my eighth day into the exercises, I started to have bowel movements 12 or 13 times a day. One day I went 20 times and passed a lot of pus and blood, but since Master said it would help purify my body and discharge toxins, I remained calm and never even thought of taking medication. I gritted my teeth and pushed through those days. In the past, I would not have had the strength to get out of bed after a couple of trips to the bathroom like that. However, after practicing the exercises, I not only did not cling to the bed, but I also had a very good appetite, high spirits, and confidence in my recovery.
An even greater challenge followed: my feet swelled up, then my shins (which swelled thicker than my thighs), followed by my thighs. They swelled so badly that my family joked that they were thicker than an elephant’s legs. The skin became tight and alarmingly shiny; none of my pants fit me anymore. My legs felt heavier than a thousand pounds, and just taking a single step exhausted me. Walking was nearly impossible, and I could not breathe when I tried to lie down. I could only lean against the bed to sleep, for fear of suffocating. But no matter how uncomfortable, I kept following Master’s teaching: "When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it." (Zhuan Falun) With the encouragement of my family and fellow Dafa practitioners, I kept learning Dafa and doing the exercises.
The swelling continued up to my chest, and so I finally went to the hospital to have the excess fluid drained. Afterward I felt slightly better, but the doctor told me that the fluid would continue to accumulate without any way to stop it. I made up my mind and shouted at the doctor, "I will not visit the hospital ever again!" After than, I concentrated on my Dafa cultivation, and two months later the swelling gradually went down. Walking became easier as my legs grew lighter, and my spirits lifted as I saw improvement every day. I cooked my own breakfast and hand-washed my own undergarments. My appetite completely recovered. Before Dafa cultivation, I could only eat about two ounces of food per day. Afterward, I ate more than two pounds per day, and I felt like a new person.
Master helped purify not only my body but also my heart and mind.
When I began my cultivation, I bathed in a public bathhouse. An unopened bar of soap had been left on the communal goods shelf, and I was the last to leave the room. In the past, I would certainly have taken it home out of self-interest while rationalizing, "There is nothing wrong with taking it, since if I don't take it, someone else will." However, this time I was not tempted. I thought to myself, “I am a Dafa disciple now. I should not take anything that is not mine, no matter how insignificant it might seem.” So I went home with my heart at ease and the knowledge that I had become a better person.
On another occasion at the bathhouse, I accidentally broke an elderly person’s shower gel bottle. In dismay, he said it was newly purchased and cost over seven yuan. I comforted him and reimbursed him with ten yuan.
One day, I parked my car and got a ticket stub for paying the parking fee. Two hours later, I came back to pick up my car, but the parking lot attendant was not there. In the past, I would have driven away without paying, thinking: “Is it my fault no one is here?” This time, I waited until someone came so I could pay my due.
These things may seem insignificant and not even worth mentioning, but I can’t fail to notice that Dafa changed me from being selfish and inconsiderate into caring for others. Better still, the desire to change is welling up from deep in my heart without any effort. How great is the power of Dafa! If everyone came to learn such a good practice, how wonderful and harmonious our world would become!
After experiencing such significant improvements in my body and mind, I declare from the bottom of my heart: "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Falun Dafa is good!"