Dafa Blesses My Family After I Let Go of Attachments
(Minghui.org) I am 70 years old and have practiced Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong) for 20 years. Like many other practitioners, I experienced a miraculous recovery from my health issues. While talking to people about Dafa and its persecution by the Chinese Communist Party, I was illegally arrested and detained several times. Master protected me and helped me through the tribulations. I have only deep gratitude toward Master and Dafa.
Letting Go of Attachments
Our family was in a poor financial situation. I had two sons. The older son did very well in school, but he couldn’t attend a four-year college because we could not afford to pay the tuition. The younger son was also forced to work after he finished attending a professional school.
There was a time I felt so vexed because both my sons were grown up, and I couldn’t afford to buy a house. I thought about it so much that I couldn’t focus while I was studying the Fa. I wanted to chat with a few practitioners about it, but the phone calls didn’t go through. So I had to sit down and study the Fa.
“… everyday people's troubles are just everyday people's troubles. In the eyes of human beings things don't change, but in the eyes of Gods all of this changes. You're troubled, and Master is troubled for you too--I'm troubled that you haven't let go of your attachments and that you haven't reached a high level of understanding of the Fa, and that when you resolve one problem you create new problems.” (Fa-Lecture During the 2003 Lantern Festival at the U.S. West Fa Conference)
I suddenly enlightened that I couldn’t see my path ahead clearly because I was living in the maze.
“I’ll tell you a truth: The entire cultivation process for a cultivator is one of constantly giving up human attachments.” (Zhuan Falun)
If something vexed me, wasn’t it because of an attachment? If I kept thinking about it, wasn’t I growing or accumulating attachments? Master said as long as we do the three things well, everything would be all in there. Although I didn’t really understand the meaning behind Master’s words, I knew by instinct that I should just do what he said. Master said that one gains only when one gives things up. So I started to let go of my attachments and just do the three things well.
I was arrested multiple times because of my belief. My two sons tried to find me and negotiated with the police for my release. Neither of them complained once. They supported my practice and worried for my safety.
During those few years, I was persecuted very severely. I didn’t have time to take care of my sons. I was therefore not involved in their lives, from finding a job, to dating, to marriage.
Dafa Gives My Family a Better Life
My youngest son bought a house when he got married. However, he didn’t have enough money to furnish it, so his in-laws helped buy the furniture. When my oldest son was going to marry, he didn’t have enough money for a betrothal gift. His fiancée was able to land him a project that covered the costs, however, and he was able to have the wedding. I found out about all these things after their weddings had occurred. I knew deep down that Master took care of us. He gave me all that I needed. He took care of all my problems.
Two years ago, there was an accident involving a chain of cars on the highway. My youngest son was supposed to be on that highway at that time. However, he somehow chose to go a different route. We learned about the severe accident later that day.
It all seemed like someone was helping. What could human beings do? I knew Master did it all. Master has been protecting us.
My youngest son helped our Fa-study group to write and send our greeting messages to the Minghui website. He also helped to download Master’s lectures. Even though my sons were not highly educated, they earned very good salaries.
Master has protected my family members, and miracles have occurred one after the other. Human language cannot express Master’s great compassion.
Done for Your Own Good
I learned in May 2015 that Falun Dafa practitioners had started to file criminal complaints against former Chinese dictator Jiang Zemin for launching the persecution of Falun Gong. I also wanted to sue him. However, I didn’t know how to write the letter, so I was very anxious.
At first, I couldn’t remember the details of the persecution I had suffered. It seemed like a mess in my brain. I tried my best to recall what had happened. Whenever I recalled something, I wrote it down on a piece of paper. Then, I started to remember when and where it took place. Slowly, I remembered every incident. I knew it was Master who helped me.
It took me about two months to recall what I had suffered, write it down, and edit it into a formal letter of complaint. I decided to mail it at the beginning of July. It was said that most of the complaint letters had been intercepted at the post office. I thought that there were many different ways to send it. Finally, the second letter I sent reached the Supreme People’s Court.
However, the police soon came to arrest me. They searched my home and found the drafts of my letter. They asked if it was I who wrote the letters. I acknowledged that it was. They wanted me to sign a document charging me for “disrupting the law.” I refused to sign it and told them that Jiang Zemin was the one who broke the law.
The officers took me to the basement of the police station to interrogate me. They asked why I was suing Jiang. I said it was because he harmed me and harmed all of humanity. They then asked me why I didn’t sue him earlier.
I said, “We have a new law in China stating that citizens can be plaintiffs in criminal cases. Many practitioners are now exercising that right to file criminal complaints against the former dictator. Where could I go before this law was issued? My suing Jiang Zemin is for the good of you police officers, too. You are enforcers of the law, but by following Jiang's directives, you are breaking laws on such a large scale.”
They all looked at me in awe.
After the interrogation, they left me alone. I sent forth righteous thoughts. They were all very polite to me the whole time. They offered me bread and water, and they told me that they typically didn’t offer water to anyone they brought there.
I was released the next day. As I was walking home, I ran into one of the officers and helped him quit the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations.
Benevolent Master and Dafa forged me. Without his teachings, what good am I? How could I do these things?