(Minghui.org)I began practicing Falun Dafa before 1999 and I’m now in my 70s. My questions about life were answered when I read the Fa (teachings). I recovered from my illnesses, and no words could describe my happiness. Several relatives and friends witnessed the wonders of Dafa from my amazing changes and started practicing Falun Dafa.
I was arrested in 2012 and taken to a detention center by the police. A dream helped me realize that Master was using this tribulation to eliminate my karma and purify my body. I know he always watches over me. I must do well on my cultivation path. I kept sending forth righteous thoughts and reciting the Fa.
The detention center was terrifying. The people there cursed and beat others. We were not allowed to talk without permission. I was unmoved by the circumstances. I knew that Falun Dafa practitioners’ mission is to save people so I must try to fulfill my mission while I was there.
The head of the cell was a mine owner, and I told him why I was persecuted and I clarified the facts to him. He thought Falun Dafa was good and he was willing to listen. I helped him withdraw from the Chinese Community Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations.
The person who slept next to me was a death row inmate and wore shackles. Because he beat and cursed people everyone was very afraid of him. After I told him what Falun Dafa is and why the CCP persecuted it he withdrew from the CCP organizations he joined, and often asked me to tell him about cultivation. Whenever he had something good to eat he offered to share with me. If anyone tried to bully me, he told them that I was older than his father and stopped them.
Those who just entered the detention center were taken to the transition room before they were moved to other cells. However, I never left the transition room. I thought this was Master’s arrangement so I could save more people by telling them the facts about Dafa. Therefore, whenever a new person came, I used the rest time, when we went to the bathroom, or before we went to bed at night to clarify the facts to them. When I got a haircut, I helped the barber withdraw from the CCP. After I talked to the guard he said, “I’ll also practice Falun Dafa after I retire.” Some inmates who knew the facts whispered to each other, “Falun Dafa is good!”
Practitioners know that their compassionate energy influences their surroundings. When I first entered the detention center, everyone cursed each other. After six months, no one cursed.
When the police interrogated me, I didn’t cooperate with them—instead I told them about Falun Dafa. I was tried in court and sentenced to three years in prison. I was unmoved and insisted on clarifying the facts about Dafa. When I was in the detention center for exactly nine months I had difficulty using my right hand and foot. A few days later my right foot was paralyzed. I could not walk, and my right hand could not hold things. Someone had to help me go to the bathroom. According to the CT scan and other examinations in the hospital, I needed to be hospitalized immediately to treat the five or six centimeter hemorrhage on the left side of my brain.
I knew the stroke symptoms were illusory so I refused to be hospitalized. After returning to the cell, I did not read the CT film or the hospital diagnosis but my cell mates looked at them. Some told me that the guard brought 5,000 yuan to treat my illness and I was silly to refuse hospitalization. I didn’t say a word but remained very calm. I knew all these symptoms were illusions, because practitioners have nothing to do with illnesses. Everything about me is arranged by Master.
The detention lead was concerned about my condition, so he asked the people on duty to check whether I was breathing while I slept. The next afternoon, when I was lying in bed, someone called my name and said, “Pack up your things and go home!” I thought it was a joke, so I lay down again. The guard said, “It’s true. Hurry up and pack your things. Your family is here to pick you up.” I knew this was Master’s arrangement.
My siblings and friends visited me. They were happy to see me but were worried about my health. The right side of my body was paralyzed and my right arm and leg were pale and cold. Two people had to help me go to the bathroom, my right foot dragged and someone had to lift it up.
My brothers and sisters wanted to take me to the hospital. The guard told them that my brain hemorrhage was still developing and my life was in danger. I calmly said, “You know, our mother died of lung disease at the age of 41, and our father had a stroke and died when he was 64. I had a stroke and I’m 64. This may mean that my life is almost over. If that’s true, can the hospital help? Also, can any of you pay the medical bills or be responsible if surgery is not successful? Will you be responsible if I become paralyzed or hemiplegic for life?” They stopped insisting on taking me to the hospital and asked what I wanted to do. I said, “You’ve seen that my previous illnesses were cured after I practiced Falun Dafa, and I haven’t taken any medicine for more than 20 years. I’ll recover if I practice the Falun Dafa exercises.” They agreed to wait for three days before taking me to the hospital.
After my siblings left, I studied the Fa, practiced the exercises, and sent righteous thoughts with fellow practitioners. I could not pronounce the words clearly when I read the Fa, and often read the wrong lines. The other practitioners asked me to read each word slowly. When I did the exercises, I could only stand on my left leg and use my left hand. When I sent righteous thoughts, I held up my left hand or used my left hand to hold my right hand and formed the Big Lotus Mudra.
When I went to sleep that night, I felt the blood vessels in my head swell and throb. The pressure was intense, as if they were about to burst at any time. I wasn’t afraid and took these symptoms lightly. I was calm because I knew Master and the Fa were with me. I woke up after a short nap because my right hand was under my waist. After using my left hand to pull the right hand out, I couldn’t sleep due to the discomfort, so I got up to send righteous thoughts.
The next day, my right limbs were a little warm. On the third day, I regained feeling in my right fingers and toes and I could move them slightly. On the fourth morning, three days after I fell ill, I could walk using both feet and by holding onto the bed. My siblings, relatives and friends exclaimed, “This is amazing! Falun Dafa is magical!” Two weeks later, I could walk up and down six flights of stairs by myself.
In order to escape the CCP’s “imprisonment” persecution, I went to my sister’s house in a quiet village, accompanied by my wife. The villagers make a living by growing fruit. In autumn, every family is busy harvesting apples and pears.
Although I was still recovering and I couldn’t raise my hand, I didn’t regard myself as a patient and took care of my daily needs. I paid attention to studying the Fa and practicing the exercises. During the day, I went to the mountain to pick apples with my sister’s family. I sat on a stool and tried my best to raise my left hand to pick the fruit. To extend my reach, I held onto the tree trunk with my left hand and stretched my right hand as far as possible. My hands and feet became flexible and my movements became more precise each day. After picking fruit for a few days I recovered from the paralysis caused by the stroke.
I’m now over 70 years old, but my health is as good as a middle-aged man’s and I can walk up the stairs, two steps at a time. I don’t use the electric bike my children gave me; Instead, I ride a bicycle every day to go shopping, visit fellow practitioners’ homes, distribute truth-clarification materials, and so on. My limbs are flexible and I can ride the bicycle very fast. I am blessed and immersed in the joy of Falun Dafa every day.
My family was surprised to see me recover so quickly. I proudly told them that I practice Falun Dafa and Master helped me overcome the tribulation. My relatives and friends witnessed the magnificence of Falun Dafa. I sincerely hope all people know that Falun Dafa is good and have a bright future.