(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa in 2007 when I was almost 60 years old. I admired those practitioners who had started practicing much earlier. As I cultivated myself more, I felt very lucky to have obtained the great Fa in this life time – as it is an opportunity of a millennia. I'd like to share with you some cultivation stories that demonstrate how extraordinary Dafa is.
One day, I went to buy some flowers. I didn't see a ditch near the flower shop and sprained my ankle. The pain was fierce and I couldn't stand up. My husband gave me his walking stick. By then I had been practicing Falun Gong for six months. I knew there must be some reason for this happening to me. Since I was a cultivator I shouldn't use an ordinary method to solve the problem. I said to him: “No, I don't need it. I can walk.” I tried one step and it was painful. After we got home, I found my foot was swollen and it started to hurt immensely. I had to bear it because this was my karma.
Two fellow practitioners came to my home in the afternoon to send forth righteous thoughts for me. The swelling disappeared and it was no longer painful by evening. Normally it would take 10 or 15 days for an elderly person to recover from such an injury, but I was fine within a day. My worried and doubtful husband was amazed.
My Son Benefits from Dafa
My son was not a practitioner but he believes in Dafa. One night he came home and said to me: “Mom, you must seriously cultivate Dafa, as it is wonderful.” He then told me this story:
He was on his way home that night at about 10:00 p.m. when several men dragged him to a van and kidnapped him to a remote place. They tried to force him to give them his money and mobile phone. He refused. They kicked and beat him, causing a lot of pain. Then he remembered what I told him to do if he was in danger. He shouted: “Falun Dafa is good. Master please rescue me!” After that, he didn't feel any pain no matter how hard those men beat him. Later he discovered that there were no scars from the beating.
My son was a bank teller. One day he came home and told me: “Mom, Master protected me again today.” He had found that his teller drawer was open when he came back from lunch. Terrified, he quickly counted the money and found there was no loss. Money was stolen at the next counter, however. The video monitor showed that two thieves had opened his drawer and taken a look but didn't do anything. His colleagues were amazed and thought it was a miracle. According to company policy, he would have had to pay back any losses. It would have cost him two years' salary. I was very thankful to Master.
My Granddaughter Reminds Me to Be Diligent
I had to look after my granddaughter because my son and his wife were busy with their work. She was very quiet and didn't interfere with my Dafa activities. When she was four months old, she started to talk and could walk before she was one years old. She followed me to pay respect to Master every day when she was just over one year old. She murmured: “Master, I am your little disciple.” When she felt uncomfortable, she would say: “Master, please help me,” and she recovered quickly.
When my granddaughter got a little bigger, I took her with me to go out to tell people the truth about Falun Gong. She would say: “Please quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and save your life.” One day she said to me: “Grandma, you're falling behind. You haven't gone out to save people for three days.” I was surprised and realized that I was busy with ordinary people's work for several days and that Master was hinting through her that I should not become slack in talking to people about Falun Gong.
When she was three years old, she contracted a rare disease called “snake wrapped around the waist.” There was a belt of erythema and particles around her waist with the two ends separated by only two or three inches. If the two ends met and formed a circle, it was said that she would have died of this disease. She asked for Master's help and recovered without any medication.
My Husband Recovers from His Disease
My husband had suffered from inflammation of the trachea for years. He used to sit up the whole night in winter because he would cough badly if he laid down. After I practiced Falun Dafa, his symptoms were alleviated and he was able to sleep on his back. But one day his chest and stomach became extremely painful and he couldn't eat or drink. He screamed: “I want to die. I want to die.” He wanted to commit suicide by jumping from the building.
I asked for Master's help. Many people knew that I practiced Falun Dafa. If he had committed suicide, wouldn't it damage the reputation of Dafa? He became a bit better, but when the disease hit him, he would scream and shout. One day he felt pretty good and went out with our granddaughter, but they soon came back. I was watching Master's video lectures. He told me that our granddaughter asked him to come back because she said that Master wanted them to go home. When he saw I was watching Master's lectures, he realized that he was supposed to come back to watch Master's lectures. He recovered from his disease after he finished watching Lecture One of Master's video with no relapse.
Shop Owner Blessed
One day I went to a fellow practitioner's home. She had put Master's photo on the back of her door. I asked her why. She said that police constantly came to harass her and she was afraid it was because they saw Master's photo. I asked her if I could have it and she agreed. I brought it to an advertising sign shop to have it framed. The boss was a young man with glasses and he asked who was in the picture. I told him the truth about Falun Gong and finally said to him: “This is our Master.” He looked at Master's photo and said: “Your Master looks so young and grand and dignified. He looks compassionate and kind. We will do a good job.”
I went to the shop five days later. Master's photo looked like new. They put it up high, facing the front door. Passersby could see Master. I was very happy to see this. I said to the boss: “You have done a good deed, and you will be blessed.” Two days later my granddaughter was playing beside the window. She pointed to the sky and said to me: “Grandma, come and look. Master has put the uncle with glasses onto a horse.”
On the day when I brought Master's photo home, I was doing the exercises in the house. My granddaughter took my husband to my room and said to him: “Grandpa, look, an uncle is sitting in the lotus position looking at Grandma doing the exercises.” Though he couldn't see it himself, he believed that she saw it. He said: “Oh, my goodness, our home has become a fairy world.”
My Granddaughter Experiences Another Miracle
I invited several practitioners to come to my hometown to clarify the truth to local residents. It was harvest season. My brother and his wife were busy and asked us to help them put their peanuts out in the sun. They went onto a big bamboo mat. When we collected the peanuts at the end of day, my granddaughter and another child were jumping barefoot on the bamboo mat. Suddenly my granddaughter fell down, rolling back and forth and crying “It hurts. Master please help me.”
We ran to her and found she had gotten several big slivers in her foot. We couldn't see clearly and asked a young girl to get them out with a needle. But it was too dark and the girl could not see either. I realized that it was evil interference and asked the other practitioners to send forth righteous thoughts. My granddaughter cried less and less. Ten minutes later she and the other child started to play again. We checked her foot and found the slivers were gone, with only some dark bluish marks on her foot.
My brother and his wife came back when we were sending forth righteous thoughts. He never believed that Dafa was so miraculous, but he then believed it and wanted to practice Falun Dafa.
My fellow practitioners and I have experienced many miracles of Dafa since we started practicing, and there are too many to describe in detail.
In this final stage of the Fa-rectification, we must cultivate more diligently and do the three things well to be worthy of Master's salvation.
