(Minghui.org) I gave birth to a baby boy in my second year of my marriage, but he died eight months later.
It was a heavy blow. I began to feel unwell, and my health deteriorated.
In 1998, my younger brother came to visit us. He used to be able to drink a lot without getting drunk, but after having only two drinks he got terribly drunk and threw up several times.
In between vomiting, he kept saying, “Master, I was wrong. I will never drink again.”
I couldn't quite understand at first, but soon felt a kind of admiration for him. Although I didn't know who his master was, I was saying in my mind, “I would like to have a Master, too.”
My mother-in-law came to visit me some time later, and after seeing me in so much pain, she said, “Why don't you practice Falun Dafa? Many people do the exercises outside my building early in the morning. You know I practice it, and my heart problem has disappeared.”
But when I heard they did the exercises early in the morning, I didn’t pursue it.
She brought me a copy of Zhuan Falun. I liked reading the book very much and was quite upset when she asked for it back.
One day my sister stopped by. I was really shocked at how healthy she looked. I knew she suffered from acute kidney failure. Her doctor prescribed her tons of Chinese medicine, discharged her, and let her be looked after at home.
Only two days before visiting me, she had a high fever, was bedridden, and her whole body was swollen. Now here she was, standing right in front of me, looking much younger, with a glowing and radiant complexion.
Looking at my stunned expression, she said, “Sister, I'm cured! It's Falun Dafa that saved my life. You should practice it, too.”
I immediately replied, “Yes, I will!”
The next day, my sister brought Master's lecture recordings for me to listen to and taught me the five exercises. I was so excited. My sister said, “From now on, you have a Master, too. We have the same Master.”
I looked at her and smiled, telling myself, “I have a Master! I have a Master!”
I studied the Fa teachings, practiced the exercises every day, cultivated my xinxing, conducted myself as a good person, and considered others first.
It wasn't long before my mood lifted, and a smile returned to my face.
During the quiet nights when I was studying the Fa with great concentration, I could see countless colorful lights radiating from the book.
I know that everything Master said is absolutely true. I also know that what Master gives his disciples is the best. There is no way for me to repay Master, so the only thing I can do is to push myself to be more diligent!
Master said, “If in the course of cultivation practice jealousy is not given up, one will not attain Right Fruit—absolutely not.” (Lecture Seven, Zhuan Falun)
My jealousy was fully exposed during a Dafa activity. It was a very hot summer day, and my sister drove me on her electric bike to a secluded place far from home, where we could call people on our cell phones to let them know about Falun Dafa and the persecution.
We then separated to carry out our tasks. I sat on a chair, opened my bag, and took out four phones. I placed them on top of my bag and set them up for automatic dialing.
I noticed the recipient on one of the phones had listened for over a minute, so I dialed the number back to talk to them. The person on the other end agreed to quit the CCP. But after that, no one else quit.
I became anxious and realized that it was a type of attachment. Looking inward, I thought, “Behind my anxiety, isn't it the mentality of doing things just for the sake of doing them?”
Right then, my sister came over and asked me how many people I’d helped quit the CCP. I replied, “One.”
When she told me she had helped over a dozen, I felt my heart flutter.
I knew it was out of jealousy and immediately said to Master, “I don't want jealousy. It's not me. I eliminate it!”
An hour passed and I still didn't make any progress. I knew it was still due to jealousy. I really couldn't go on like that and walked over to my sister while she was talking on the phone. I said, “You can stay if you like. I'm going home.”
She replied, “You can't go. We can’t give in to the old forces’ interference.”
Just then her phone rang. She answered it and was able to help another person quit the CCP.
I turned around and walked away, crying silently and saying in my mind, “Master, I don't want this jealousy! I don't want the fame-seeking mentality! I don't want the desire for comfort! I don't want to take a shortcut! What? The mentality of taking a shortcut? That's what it is! Master, this disciple doesn't want this attachment!”
As soon as I finished this conversation in my mind, my cell phone rang. I told the caller, a father and son, the truth about Dafa while I was still sobbing, and both of them agreed to quit the CCP.
When I hung up, I thanked Master, because I knew that Master was encouraging me to not give up.
I have been cultivating Dafa for 20 years, but I still have many attachments that I need to get rid of.
Sometimes I get angry with myself, but I’ve realized through Fa study that this is the process of cultivation.
Master said, “To tell you the truth, the entire cultivation process for a practitioner is one of constantly giving up human attachments.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)