(Minghui.org) My mother was adopted by her widowed aunt at a young age. My mother was weak, had suffered a lot, and didn't get married until she was 30.
After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to rule China, there was one political movement after another. My father was upright and liked to right wrongs whenever possible. He was persecuted by the CCP during each political movement, because he was an educated person.
The CCP caused a three-year famine beginning in 1959. My father developed a liver ulcer from being forced to do hard labor at a labor camp, and was taken to a hospital. He woke up four days later after having surgery. My mother had to walk 60 kilometers (about 38 miles) to the hospital to visit my father.
There were six children in our family. My oldest brother was 12, and I was the youngest at one year old. My mother, her aunt, and six children relied on my father's income, but he was sick and in the hospital. Therefore, my mother found ways to support us, and we all survived the famine.
During the Cultural Revolution, my father was often persecuted. The fear, poverty, and hopelessness were unbearable. In the most difficult or fearful times, I often heard my mother whispering: "Buddha, Buddha." She always looked forward to better times.
For as long as I can remember, my mother had white hair, was frail and sick, and often fainted. When my eldest brother saw that our mother was ill, and the doctor could do nothing, he secretly decided to learn a qigong practice so he could treat her. He also asked a qigong master to treat our mother, but that person was unable to help her get better.
Finding Falun Dafa
In 1997, my eldest brother found Falun Dafa. At that time, I was sick with very serious illnesses. I was bedridden with angina pectoris, chronic nephritis, neurasthenia, and legs that hurt so much I couldn't walk because of the pain. I was also severely nearsighted. My brother gave me the book Zhuan Falun, which I was too embarrassed to refuse.
However, when I tried to read, my eyes couldn't see the words and it felt like my head was going to crack. The pain was unbearable. Despite the extreme pain, I persisted on reading the book little by little. Initially, I could only read a short paragraph, but the more I read, the better I felt. I started reading Zhuan Falun all day long, and recovered from my illnesses within two months. I was amazed. I hadn't even started practicing, yet just by reading Zhuan Falun, all my illnesses were gone. I smiled all day, and wanted to skip when walking.
Witnessing my changes, my parents, who were in their 80s, started to practice Dafa too. My mother has been illness free since then, and hasn't taken any medicine this whole time. She is 102 now!
Experiencing the Power of Dafa
My mother was illiterate. She was deaf in both ears, and didn't understand the high level Dafa principles. However, she believed that Dafa is real and didn't have any reservations about the Fa. She got through many life and death difficulties, in ways that can't be explained by modern science.
My mother was hit by a small tricycle in 1998. She sat on the ground and straightened out her twisted leg with her hands. The person riding the tricycle was frightened and said that he would take her to a hospital. My mother told him she was fine, and ask him to take her home. At home, she studied the Fa, did the exercises as usual, and recovered within three days.
When the CCP began persecuting Falun Dafa, my father didn't dare to practice Dafa any more, because he was afraid of what the evil CCP could do. He asked my mother to stop practicing too. My mother hid Master's portrait and the Dafa books to keep them safe. She did not give up Dafa in her heart. But my father's health deteriorated and he died in 2000.
My mother, who was 84, started menstruating again in 2000. My elder sister, who was visiting, became worried. Most people think that having menses at such an age means you are dying. My sister wanted to take my mother to a hospital. My mother said, “Don't worry. I am not uncomfortable.”
When that happened, I was illegally detained in a labor camp for practicing Falun Dafa. When I returned home, my mother told me what happened. I said, “Master is compassionate. You have only practiced Falun Dafa for a little more than a year, yet he has been looking after you.”
Master said,
“In addition, elderly women will regain their menstrual period since a cultivation practice of mind and body requires menses to cultivate the body.” (Lecture One in Zhuan Falun)
When my mother was 85 she fell out of bed one night and broke her hip. She sincerely recited “Falun Dafa is good.” Her hip recovered without treatment and she was able to walk within a short period of time.
When she was almost 90, my mother lived in my fourth sister-in-law's home. After a while she developed a cough and was short of breath. I rushed over and saw that she could hardly breathe, and her life was in danger. I told my second brother, “I don't know what is going to happen with our mother tonight. If I take her to my home, I am fairly sure that she will be all right.” My brother, who had heard about the power of Dafa, said, “Then take Mother to your home.”
I suggested to her that we go to my home. She immediately sat up, which startled everyone. She knew that she could practice Dafa at my home and that she would be fine.
My brother said to her, “I will carry you there.” She replied, “No. I'll walk by myself.” On the way to my home, I supported her, sent righteous thoughts, and asked Master to save my mother. After arriving at home, I played a recording of a Fa lecture for her. I stayed beside her, constantly sent righteous thoughts, and cleared away all the bad things that were interfering with her.
My brother came to see Mother the next morning. When he saw her sitting on the sofa, watching TV and cracking melon seeds, he was astonished. “How has our mother recovered so quickly?” He couldn't stop smiling.
Science Can't Explain the Power of Dafa
My mother has no discomfort in her body and her life has been extended by Dafa. She does not understand the Dafa principles, does not practice the exercises, and is in danger of losing her life at any time. By the time she turned 92, she had survived six tribulations. I will share one of them.
Mother lives in my home. One day, she didn't recognize anyone and didn't want to eat. We occasionally managed to feed her a bit of food. This situation lasted for over 20 days. My second brother brought a doctor who checked her pulse and said, “Nothing is wrong, everything is normal.” He said that her symptoms might be caused by constipation, and suggested flushing out her bowels.
My daughter-in-law is a nurse in a hospital. She brought home the equipment for cleaning out mother's bowels, and inserted a rubber tube into her anus. My mother became anxious when she realized that she was receiving a treatment. She shouted, “I am not sick. You are destroying me.”
My elder brother was afraid that she would die in my home, so the next day he took her to my second brother's home. I discussed a plan with my elder brother, elder sister, sister-in-law, and four Dafa disciples. We divided into two groups. Three of us looked after mother during the day and sent righteous thoughts; I was on duty at night, and didn't give the evil the opportunity to take our mother's life.
That night, I went to her with my daughter and daughter-in-law. As soon as I entered the room, I saw her unfocused eyes and heard her talking to someone, "Come, come, they are all here wearing colorful clothing. They have been here for a few days. They have come for me, let's go. Let's go, I should go."
She looked up at me and said, “Would you like to come with me?” I didn't reply. I just sat next to her and sent righteous thoughts. She turned to my daughter and said, “Would you like to come with me?” I told my daughter not to answer. I continued sending righteous thoughts as my mother kept talking nonsense.
I was thinking, I am practicing the great law of the universe. Yet low level spirits dare to make trouble here. This is not right. What went wrong? I suddenly understood that these spirits were related to my mother. I immediately sent a thought to them: “Low spirits, listen up: Go back to where you came from; when Dafa disciples reach enlightenment, they will provide a benevolent arrangement for you. If you continue to persecute Dafa disciples here, or interfere with Dafa disciples validating Dafa or saving sentient beings, you will be destroyed immediately.”
As soon as I sent this thought, I saw my mother looking around, “Hey, didn't you tell me to go with you? Why are you running away?” She was confused and said, “Oh, they’re all gone. They asked me to go with them.” I said to her, “Don't go with them. Eliminate them.”
She said, “Eliminate them? But they are humans.” I said, "They are not humans; they are ghosts, they want to hurt you.” My mother said, “Oh, they hurt me? That's not right.” She stood up and loudly said: “Die, destroy. Die, destroy.”
When I saw that my mother was rational, I recited one of Master's poems and she joined in:
“Study the Fa and gain the Fa,Focus on how you study and cultivate,Let each and every thingbe measured against the Fa.Only then, with that,is it actually cultivation.” (“Solid Cultivation”, Hong Yin, Translation version A)
She finished reciting the poem, looked at me, and asked when I had arrived. She saw my daughter and daughter-in-law, and wondered why they also were there. I could see she was back to normal. Our second brother, who did not practice Dafa, was very excited by what he had seen.
