(Minghui.org) I had an accident two months ago that almost took my life. I am 75 years old.
I slipped in the shower, fell backward, and my back slammed into the toilet. I was winded and couldn’t talk.
My husband tried to help me up, but I signaled to him not to move me. There was only one thought in my mind: Master, please help me! [Referring to the founder of Falun Dafa, Master Li Hongzhi.]
Half an hour passed, then a voice came to me:
“...When disciples have ample righteous thoughtsMaster has the power to turn back the tide”(“The Master-Disciple Bond,” Hong Yin Volume II)
I felt movement inside my stomach as if my organs were being adjusted. My husband managed to help me to the bed. Our children wanted to take me to the hospital, but I declined. Still in pain, I did the Falun Gong exercises, as best I could, studied the Fa, and sent forth righteous thoughts. Master continued to adjust my internal organs the next day, and I could see signs of improvement on the third day.
Before the accident, I was going through a bout of sickness karma. I had not been able to squat for almost a month, but now I could.
Master said:
“Those ordeals and the suffering, no matter how great or harsh you find them to be, are good things, because they take place solely on account of your cultivation.” (“Fa Teaching at the 2008 New York Conference,” Collected Fa Teachings, Vol. VIII)
My husband was surprised to see the speed of my recovery. To show my children the supernatural power of Dafa, I offered to get checked over at the hospital.
The attending doctor said: “The eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh ribs were fractured, two of them at two places...” and some of my organs were displaced.
My family were speechless. The doctor asked if I would like to be admitted to the hospital. I declined the offer and medication. In the end, doctor told me to rest at home.
I had a hard time lying down and sitting up at home. My husband is over eighty, and struggled to help me. I didn’t want to bother my children. I couldn’t sleep much, and spent my time doing the exercises, as best I could, studying and memorizing the Fa, and sending forth righteous thoughts. When I felt tired and couldn’t endure the pain anymore, I would tell myself: practitioners in prisons and detention centers suffer from torture that is far more severe. If they can endure it, I shouldn’t have a problem. I put on a cheerful smile in front of my family.
On the fifth day, my husband said to me: “You need to sleep more. When are you going to get better? I’m old too; it is hard to take care of you!”
I told him I would be fine in ten days. I didn’t really know how long it would take. I recited Master’s poem over and over again:
“To consummate yourself, reaping Buddhahood,Let joy be found in hardship.Physical pains count little as suffering,Indeed, cultivating mind is hardest.Each and every barrier must be broken through,And everywhere does evil lurk.Abundant troubles rain down together,All to see: Can you pull through?The world's miseries endured,One departs the earth a Buddha.(“Tempering the Will,” Hong Yin)
I said to the other practitioners at our group Fa study, “If I had a bed that could go up and down, it would be helpful.” A practitioner said she had one that she could lend me. With the new bed, I was able to get in and out of bed on my own.
On the tenth day, I was moving around unaided, and was doing light chores by the twelfth day. Only Dafa can bring about such miracles.
Such a miracle did not only happen to me. My daughter, also a Falun Dafa practitioner, had a similar experience. She has neuromuscular problems. Ten years ago, she had water retention throughout her body, and her face was completely unrecognizable. She was diagnosed with renal failure syndrome. It was recommended that she stay in the hospital in an attempt to keep her alive. The fee was five thousand yuan a day.
We couldn’t afford it! I told my daughter: “If the hospital can’t cure you, let’s not stay here. We’ll do the exercises at home. Only Master can give us hope.” She agreed.
Upon reflection, I realized that I had not paid attention to my daughter’s cultivation. I only thought about clarifying the truth to people. I decided to improve myself and take good care of her. I begged Master to help her overcome this sickness karma.
Two weeks later, without taking any medication, just by studying the Fa and doing the exercise intensively, my daughter recovered.
A few month ago, I heard from my daughter-in-law that my son, who is not a Dafa practitioner, was diagnosed with heart disease. A 10,000-yuan deposit was paid to the hospital, and he was supposed to be admitted a week later.
I thought that my son’s situation was geared toward me again. I sent forth righteous thoughts every day. When my son went for a checkup again, the doctor told him that he no longer needed to be admitted and returned all of the deposit. My son soon went back to work.
I want to thank Master for his compassionate protection, keeping me on the path of cultivation. I will not disappoint Master, but will do what a Dafa disciple should do, and be worthy of His salvation.