(Minghui.org) Before I began to cultivate Dafa, both of my legs were swollen and weak. I also had serious back pain. As a result, I could only lie down for just over an hour at night. Before I even fell asleep, I had to sit up due to the pain. Moreover, the insomnia made my temper become worse and worse.
One night after midnight, I still had trouble falling asleep. I became rather agitated. When I saw that both my husband and son were sound asleep, I felt jealous and began to shout at them. Seeing that they did not respond, I quickly picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it over them. As a result, their duvets were soaked. I have done similar things repeatedly.
My husband and my son were very scared of me. They didn’t dare to trigger a fight with me. Actually, I felt a lot of regret about behaving that way, but I felt that venting my anger at them was all I could do. Back then, I was very jealous and resentful. And my illnesses became more intense.
At the end of 1996, I ran into a Falun Dafa practitioner. Perhaps she noticed my poor complexion and decided to introduce Dafa to me.
The next day, I went to the practice site. When I was doing the exercises, my back felt very warm and comfortable. When I opened up my eyes slightly, I saw that the sky had changed to red-orange. After I finished the exercises, my body felt very relaxed, and my pain subsided. This was something I had never experienced before. I immediately bought a copy of Zhuan Falun—the main teachings of Falun Dafa. With more and more people beginning to practice, my home hosted a Fa-study group, where we studied the Fa and did the exercises on a regular basis.
I held myself to the standards of Dafa to be a good person. Soon after, I went through great transformations – I went from someone who was introverted to someone who was always cheerful. Without noticing it, several of my illnesses, such as a toothache and hereditary sinusitis, disappeared. When my husband and son saw the changes in me, they supported me in my cultivation. Immersed in Dafa, not only did I benefit from Dafa, but my family also benefited. With Dafa spreading widely in my local area, many people also learned about Dafa and benefited from it.
I woke up one morning in 1998, with a very itchy left eye. My left eyeball protruded, and the whole eye swelled to the size of an egg. My husband forced me to go to the hospital to have it evaluated. A few famous specialists said it was severely infected. They also said the bottom of my eye was bad. They wanted to admit me to the hospital for an operation right away, to remove my left eye and cut off the nerve, in order to save my right eye.
At that time, my mind went blank; I was dumb-founded. I quickly asked a doctor if I would be able to read. He shook his head, and said, “If the operation goes well, your right eye will still see a little bit of brightness, but you will not be able to read. If the operation doesn’t go well, then you’ll be blind.”
While my husband was standing in line to deal with the paperwork for the hospitalization, I sat in a chair. I was agitated and worried. I thought to myself, I would lose my eye! Suddenly, there was a force that made me leave the hospital right away. I immediately got up, covered my left eye with my left hand, used my right hand to push through the crowd and quickly walked out of the hospital. I took a cab and went home. Shortly after I got home, my husband came home. He tried to force me to go back to the hospital for the operation. I told him there would be no way.
My husband then called more than 20 of our relatives to try to persuade me. When they saw my eye and heard the diagnosis, they were shocked and begged me to go back to the hospital. I knew very well that the hospital couldn’t cure me. There was no other way but to ask for help from Master Li and Dafa. I then shared the consequences of having the operation with them. In the end, I convinced them not to force me to have the operation. I said if I were to study the Fa and do the exercises at home, I’d recover.
My husband, however, still insisted that I have the operation. My sister-in-law said, “Today is Sunday, and it is the Chinese New Year. There won’t be any good doctors around. Besides, her eyes have already become like this. Didn’t the doctor just say that even if the operation goes well, she will be almost blind? She has decided not to go to the hospital. What good will it do her for you to make a fuss? Being agitated is not good for her eyes.”
This was Master using her to convince my husband. I said to him, “From a cultivation perspective, this happens to eliminate karma. Master is cleansing my body. How about we do it this way? Give me two days to study the Fa and do the exercises. On Tuesday, if my eyes get better, I won’t go to the hospital; if they get worse, I’ll go to the hospital for the surgery.”
He couldn’t say anything but agree, “Okay, if you can get well through practicing, I’ll join in as well.”
I calmed down and held Zhuan Falun. I couldn’t open my left eye, with tears running down my face non-stop. But it was rather difficult to use only one eye to read. So I asked my niece to read it to me. I could feel she was reading it sentence by sentence while in tears. The more she read, the harder it was for me to make out what she was reading. So I had to ask her to stop. I said, “You can’t be like that. If you want to have me get well, you’ll need to believe in Master and Dafa, so a miracle can appear. Please work with me; this is the true Buddha law!”
She calmed down. While listening to her, I felt my eye turning. It was very comfortable. With that, my pain stopped.
At night, after it became quiet, I felt I had so much to say to Master. Thus, I put the book Zhuan Falun on the table and knelt down. I said to Master, “Master, please save me! Master, please give me a pair of eyes. I am only 43 years old. I still have a long way to go in my cultivation.” Then I sat in the lotus position. When my legs really hurt, I quietly recited,
“When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
After I woke up the next day, my head felt very clear. My left eye could open a little bit, and the tears had stopped. I went to the practice site to do the exercises. During the first set of exercises, at the position of Arhat Carrying a Mountain on His Back, I felt my body floating. I opened my eyes and saw that I left the ground by over one foot. I could see the other practitioners’ heads in a neat line. When I did the second exercise, at the position of holding Law wheels on both sides of my head, I felt someone correcting my movement. I thought, “This is Master encouraging me.”
Through Fa-study, I came to understand that illness is created by my own karma. Only by enduring hardship, can karma be eliminated. I also needed to constantly improve my xinxing.
About two weeks later, both of my eyes had returned to normal. Both my immediate family and our relatives witnessed the miraculous nature of Dafa. Several of them began to read Zhuan Falun and cultivate in Dafa.
More than 20 days later, my left eye had a relapse. It remained swollen for about 10 days, followed by a few more relapses after that. Because of these relapses, my husband didn’t give up on trying to take me to the hospital.
I began to look inward: Did I truly care about my husband and think about it from his perspective? I was so attached to my own ego. I was always the one making the decisions. When we ran into a conflict, I wouldn’t stop arguing with him until he apologized to me. However, there is the principle of 'no loss, no gain.' After I realized this, he never mentioned going to the hospital again. My eyes have also been fine. I have cultivated for more than 20 years. I was never admitted to the hospital once or spent a penny on medical expenses.
I truly appreciated Master. Benevolent Master gave me a new pair of eyes as well as a healthy body.
Since I began to cultivate in Dafa, my husband gave me his full support. When Jiang Zemin, the former Chinese Communist Party (CCP) leader, began to persecute Falun Dafa practitioners in 1999, my husband gave me 20,000 yuan for me and fellow practitioners to travel to Beijing to appeal to the government. Our Fa-study group has always been at my home, including our experience-sharing meetings. My husband stood outside to watch out for us. When fellow practitioners, who had to leave home and wander around to avoid persecution, came to stay with us, he treated them warmly and never worried about his own safety.
My husband had lower back pain. When it became serious, he could stand for only 10 minutes. He had seen a few doctors, but none of them could cure him. In 2010, he was diagnosed with lumbar spinal stenosis at the hospital. The doctor suggested he undergo an operation. Our son went to Beijing to get a specialist for his surgery. My husband asked me to prepare everything he needed for the hospitalization; he was ready to be admitted.
I asked him, “Can the doctor guarantee that the surgery will go well?” He said, “Who can guarantee that? Nobody.” I said, “Dafa can. You saw what had happened to me.” He became a bit angry and then took off.
Right away, I began to send forth righteous thoughts and ask for Master’s help to stop him from going through with the operation. A couple of hours later, he came back as if nothing happened. When he saw me, he asked if I had sent righteous thoughts for him. Then he said the specialist suggested a conservative treatment instead, as the back operation had to be done very carefully. If the operation failed, he would be paralyzed for life. I said, “Look, it's been a waste of your time. Let’s drop the idea of having an operation and think about studying the Fa and doing the exercises.” He agreed.
My husband read one chapter in Zhuan Falun each day and spent additional time reading truth-clarification booklets. Sometimes he also did the exercises. About two weeks later, his lumbar spinal stenosis was healed, along with a few other illnesses. His health has been good ever since.
My son went swimming one day. Without noticing it, he passed the warning sign not to swim in that area. He started to feel as if he was being pulled under. The further he swam, the deeper he sank, until he ended up swallowing water. He thought to himself, “I can’t survive this!”
At that critical moment, he suddenly remembered something I told him: “One can escape danger by sincerely reciting, ‘Falun Dafa is wonderful!’” He then began to remember Master and Dafa. While quietly reciting the phrase a few times, he suddenly felt his body coming back up to the surface. Then he was able to quickly swim to the shore. While holding the handrail at the shore, he said repeatedly, “Thank you Master for saving me!”
Similar situations have happened a few times. I truly appreciated Master protecting my son.
My son is a good person and family-oriented. The evil CCP has sent people to harass me and my family, yet my son has never complained about my practice. Moreover, he often encouraged me to cultivate solidly. He has read the Dafa books and understands some Fa principles. However, like his Dad, he hasn’t begun to practice due to his fear of the evil CCP.
My mom developed a serious illness when she was 62 years old. After her gallstone surgery failed, she couldn’t take in any food, and her life was in danger. The doctors said they couldn’t do anything about it, and eventually discharged her from the hospital. We were told to prepare for her death. In despair, I could only ask for Master’s help to save my mom. Thus, I played Master’s recorded lectures for her.
That night, my mom could drink water. The next day she could eat. In a few days, she was getting better bit by bit. She eventually escaped from this life and death catastrophe.
My mom always acknowledged Dafa. When police officers came to arrest me from her home in 2001, she said, “Who dares to take her away? My daughter practices Dafa and is a good person. Which law has she violated, tell me?”
She also added, “These practitioners don’t possess any weapons; otherwise, would you dare to crack down on them?” What she meant was that those police officers only went after unarmed, honest, and good people.
Another time, one of her nephews used a small knife to peel off a truth-clarification sticky note. She earnestly stopped him. From 2004 to 2006, she was hospitalized a few times. The doctors told us her life was in danger, but she survived every single time. She didn’t practice, but she believed in Master and Dafa. She finally passed away peacefully at 88 years of age.
Everyone in my sister’s family has read Zhuan Falun. My sister occasionally went with me to hand out truth-clarification booklets, and she helped me validate Dafa several times. When I was harassed by the authorities, my sister also helped hide the Dafa books, informational materials, and printing supplies.
One day during the fall harvest season of 2011, my niece was drying corn on the rooftop when she suddenly fell, landing on the concrete ground over 10 feet below. As soon as she shouted, “Mom!,” everyone in the family was in shock. My sister shouted immediately, “Falun Dafa is wonderful!” She also asked my niece and the rest of the family to say it as well. She said to my niece, “Your auntie practices Dafa. You also know Dafa is good. You should be fine. Don’t worry.” So my niece slowly got up from the ground and wasn’t injured. The entire family witnessed the miraculous nature of Dafa.
One night in 2011, my brother-in-law had severe pain in his back. He went to the emergency room and was diagnosed with having had a sudden heart attack and told he needed bypass heart surgery. Due to his situation, the doctor suggested that he go to Beijing for treatment. On his way to Beijing, he read quietly and repeatedly, “Falun Dafa is wonderful!” He didn’t stop even after he arrived at the hospital. The doctor there said, “Sure, please go ahead as long as it can alleviate your pain.”
The doctor in charge asked him to prepare 150,000 yuan for the surgery and said the surgery will be done as soon as the department director signs off on it. The director was away at the time. My sister called to update me on his situation. I said, “Keep reading the phrase. He should be able to go home in three days.”
On the third day, the director happened to return. After he examined my brother-in-law, he suggested a conservative treatment instead. The director feared that my brother-in-law wouldn’t survive the surgery due to his serious condition.
After my brother-in-law heard what I told my sister, he truly believed that Dafa could save his life. Thus, he asked to go home. As soon as he got home, he began to study the Fa and do the exercises. In a little over 20 days, his heart problem went away. It has been a few years since then, and he hasn't had a single relapse.
My family has greatly benefited from Dafa. I listed only a few of our experiences here.
I truly appreciate Master’s saving grace towards myself and my family. Thank you, Master! Heshi!