Master Li Dissolved Tribulations for Me

(Minghui.org) I am an elderly Falun Dafa practitioner. In 2008, at a critical moment of life and death, I was fortunate to have been saved by Dafa. Thus, I began cultivating Dafa. During the past decade, Master Li (Dafa’s founder) cleansed my body and my mind. I’d like to share a few experiences that occurred on my cultivation path.

Passing Illness-Karma Tribulations at the Beginning of My Cultivation

Throughout my life, I was educated to be a pure atheist. However, when I had multiple illnesses that weren’t healed by traditional or other means, I decided to give Falun Dafa a try. I began practicing the exercises. However, with just the thought of practicing Falun Dafa, even before I read Zhuan Falun, Master had already cleaned up my body. Since then, many of my diseases were healed. It was truly miraculous! There are no words to express my gratitude. After that, I began to study the Fa.

There were three times in my dreams, that I shouted, “I practice Falun Dafa!” When I occasionally experienced eliminating illness karma, I didn’t take the symptoms to heart at all. One time, a relative came and stayed over at my house. We slept in the same bed at night. I heard her call my name and ask me to call an ambulance to take me to the hospital because she felt there was some issue with my heart. While still being muddle-headed from sleep, I said to her, “I practice Falun Dafa. It’s Master cleansing my body. Take it easy and don’t worry about me.” Then I went back to sleep without worrying about anything. The next day, everything was back to normal.

The wife of my husband’s coworker was ill and hospitalized. After hearing that I was miraculously healed since practicing Falun Dafa, she asked me to visit her to show her the exercises. I agreed. But because my heart rate was accelerated, I felt I should not go out. I thought I’d wait a few days until I or the weather improved before going to see her. Six days later it became really warm and reached 102ºF. Then I realized my thinking wasn’t right—could weather possibly prevent me from spreading the Fa and validating how miraculous Dafa is? That night, I told my husband I would go the next day to show her the exercises. Even though she didn’t cultivate it in the end, she gave me this opportunity to improve my xinxing. I truly appreciate her from deep down for that.

Encountering Car Accidents Four Times

When clarifying the facts and saving sentient beings, I was in four different car accidents. The first accident was six months after I started cultivating. A car collided with me when I was riding a bicycle. Right then, my first thought was what was mentioned in Zhuan Falun about how a practitioner was hit by a car. So I understood it was a test for me and didn’t feel scared. After I got up off the ground, I saw that the front wheel was a bit deformed and decided I would fix it myself. I said to the driver, “I practice Falun Dafa. Please don’t be scared, as I won’t get hurt. Please remember, ‘Falun Dafa is wonderful!,’ and go ahead with what you have to do.”

Later on, I encountered other accidents. Each time I got over it with ample righteous thoughts. For those people who caused the accidents, I helped them learn the truth about Dafa and quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.

I once took Ms. Xie on my electric bicycle to hand out truth-clarification calendars out of town. I was hit by a sedan, and my arm hurt a bit. I thought I would be fine, as a practitioner is different from a regular person and won’t get injured. But the driver insisted on calling the emergency number and taking me to the hospital. Both Ms. Xie and I told him, “We practice Falun Dafa. We won’t blackmail you. Please rest assured. As long as you take us home, that’ll be fine.” He didn’t listen and called an ambulance. I refused to get in the ambulance, and it left.

However, Ms. Xie’s family member came and called my son to come. Both of them insisted on taking me to the hospital. Right then, my righteous thoughts subsided and were taken over by sentimentality. My thought was to allow them to save face, so I agreed on a checkup only. With this thought, I moved to walk on a regular person’s path. The checkup results showed that my right scapula was dislocated and fractured. Without my consent, my son signed the paperwork to put me in the hospital. I didn’t pay attention to the results. But still, I was in a lot of pain. A few of them helped me to bed and then asked me to stay in the hospital. I didn’t agree.

When my righteous thoughts came forth, I quickly changed. I jumped off the bed to the floor without feeling any pain. Then I said, “I want to go home.” There were three other patients in that ward, all with fractures. I used this opportunity to talk to them, one by one, about the fact that I practiced Falun Dafa and had Master Li (Dafa’s founder) to protect me. I told them how I had a tumor, and the hospital couldn’t heal me, but I was healed through the practice. So how could I not get well from this little injury? My steadfastness moved all of them. Even though my son insisted that I stay in the hospital and he refused to take me home, I was determined to go home. With this firm thought, the ordinary people’s diagnosis became void and my arm went back to normal.

Beyond the few car accidents I encountered, I had another illness-karma test. One night as I was walking downstairs, I missed one step and ended up falling down. Right then, my thoughts were not upright, and I thought to myself: My bone is broken. However, I still had some righteous thoughts, as I had faith in Master. I also knew the fall would not leave any aftermath. Without pursuing any treatment, I turned out to be fine.

A Tribulation about “Fake Medicine”

Due to my not letting go of fame, self-interest, and sentimentality, I took a detour in my cultivation, and in January 2015, the old forces took advantage of my loopholes. A few police officers suddenly broke into my home and took away medicine made from an ancestral recipe that I had just bought. I am a retired doctor. The officers claimed that the medicine was fake, as there was no batch number listed on the drug. Then they arrested my son, despite the fact that they confiscated the medicine from me.

In order not to have my son affected, I took an ordinary person’s path and used my network to try to get him released before the Chinese New Year. In order to do so, I paid a few hundred thousand yuan as a bribe. My son returned home before the Chinese New Year but he became petrified with fear and ended up with high blood pressure, even though the matter had nothing to do with him. Those police officers committed that crime for the purpose of making money.

That wasn’t the end of it. They submitted my son’s case to the judicial department, and then to the court. Two years later, my son was exonerated, but I was sentenced to one year in prison, with a fine of 20,000 yuan. My children decided to file an appeal to the intermediate court, where they spent many thousands of yuan. But the verdict turned out to be the same. After hearing that, I was so upset I almost fainted.

Then my mind suddenly became clear. At that moment, I finally pulled myself together. I asked myself: Was I an ordinary person? I am Master Li Hongzhi’s disciple. With the elevation of my xinxing, my notion also changed at that moment.

The police officers first took me to the hospital for a check-up and planned to take me to prison the next day. The next day we arrived at the prison hall at 8 a.m. They spent the whole morning working on paperwork for me but still couldn’t get it all done to have me admitted. When it was close to noon, a prison supervisor came out and asked me a few basic questions. After I answered his questions, he said, “We’ll admit you first. After we watch you for a few days, if you turn out to be really ill, we’ll release you to your home.”

I immediately said, “Didn’t you see the check-up results that show my blood pressure is 180 and my heart rate is 110? I do not meet the health requirements to be admitted! If you admit me, I will be stressed and my heart disease will deteriorate. If I end up dying in prison, how much of a greater crime will you have committed? Do you really want to get yourself into trouble? I hope you will treat this matter seriously.”

He went back to the office. In a little while, the police supervisor who took me there came out and said, “Let’s go back.” After we returned to my local area, the police supervisor told me they were going to take me to the prison again in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, we went back to the prison. But the prison still refused to admit me. After I got out of the car, they told me they will take me to the provincial woman's prison next time, and asked me to locate my connections there. But since then, I have not seen them again.