(Minghui.org) I am 77 years old and began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996. Over the past 28 years, I have experienced many miraculous things, and I would like to share some of them with fellow practitioners.
Obtaining the Fa
Before I discovered Dafa, I suffered from heart disease and severe insomnia. There were times when I couldn’t sleep for over ten days, sometimes for even half a month. When my daughter went through a divorce and had to work while raising her children, I offered to help take care of them. At that time, I was also helping my son by looking after his children, cooking, and handling all the household chores. My son and his wife often played mahjong after work and didn’t help at all, which left me feeling frustrated and overwhelmed.
One night, after yet another long bout of sleeplessness, I accidentally took too many sleeping pills. The next morning, a neighbor noticed I hadn’t gotten up at my usual time and told my son, “Your mom has never slept this late before.” Concerned, my son came into my room and tried to wake me, only to find me unresponsive. He rushed me to the emergency room at the hospital, and I survived.
Later that same year (1996), my husband brought home a book titled Zhuan Falun. It was beautifully written, and I was immediately drawn to it. Inspired, I began practicing Falun Dafa. Soon after, my health improved, my mind became clearer, and I embraced the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance.
My daughter-in-law lived with us for 30 years. During that time, she never cooked or did any housework, which made me resent her. But after studying the Dafa teachings, I began to consider her situation and look at things from her perspective. Recognizing that she worked full-time, I let go of my resentment and stopped blaming her for not helping more at home.
In all my years of cultivation, I haven’t taken any medicine or needed any medical attention. At 77, I’m still healthy and full of energy. I’m endlessly grateful to Master Li for his compassionate salvation.
Below are just a few of the amazing things I have experienced on my cultivation journey.
Delivering Truth-clarifying Materials
In July 1999, after the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched its brutal persecution of Falun Dafa, I went to Beijing to appeal for justice. I was arrested and sent back to a detention center, then sentenced to two years in a labor camp. On the sixth day, I developed symptoms of heart disease and was released.
At that time, one of our local truth-clarification material production sites was destroyed, which meant we had to transport large amounts of materials from other areas. After I returned home, I distributed these materials to local practitioners. Living under the shadow of the CCP, I would not have survived without Master’s protection.
My home served as a Fa study site, regularly hosting about 35 practitioners. After the persecution began, the authorities frequently tried to harass me. However, they never managed to encounter me—I was always either just leaving or just returning. Sometimes they searched my home for anything related to Falun Dafa, but they never found any evidence, even if they broke into my home during the middle of the night.
One windy day, I was carrying a small bag of materials on my bike. I’m short and thin, and the headwind was so strong that I could barely move forward. I silently asked Master for help. Suddenly, I saw a large circle appear in front of my bike, shielding me from the wind. I rode smoothly the rest of the way and delivered the materials. That was over 20 years ago, but it still feels like yesterday. Master is truly always by my side.
Another time, on a rainy day, I carried a bag of materials up to the third floor to deliver them to a fellow practitioner. I knocked on the door but there was no answer, so I went downstairs to wait. Silently I asked, “Master, please have someone come home soon.” About ten minutes later, a girl approached and asked, “Are you looking for someone at my place?” At first, I didn’t recognize her, but when she mentioned the practitioner’s name, I gratefully followed her back upstairs.
On another occasion, I had to transport two large sacks of materials by bike. They were so heavy that I couldn’t ride the bike, so I tried to push it. But I couldn’t balance the load and the bike would fall over. I again asked Master for help. Miraculously, I was able to ride the bike with ease and even carried both sacks up to the sixth floor.
Around 2020, I saw other practitioners using computers to access the Minghui website and envied them. A kind fellow practitioner gave me a computer and taught me how to go online. Even though I only had five years of schooling, I believed I could learn. With Master’s blessings, I did. I not only learned how to browse Minghui but also to print truth-clarification materials. Now I help submit the names of people who have withdrawn from the CCP.
Surviving a Stroke and a Car Accident
One day in 2014, the entire left side of my body suddenly became paralyzed. When my daughter-in-law asked me to help make dumplings, I explained that I couldn’t move my left hand. Concerned, she wanted to take me to the hospital, but I declined and asked her to call two fellow practitioners instead. They arrived promptly and supported me as we sent righteous thoughts together. I firmly believed I’d be okay and carried on with my usual routine.
I cooked and did chores with just one hand. Every night, I walked over two miles to join group Fa study. Though it was hard, I never missed a day. Bit by bit—and without any medical treatment—I recovered, and the symptoms never returned.
On October 3, 2024, my granddaughter was driving me and my two-year-old great-grandson from the countryside back to the city when her car suddenly stopped. When we got out of the car, I realized that we had had an accident. At an intersection, a large truck had rear-ended us, sending her car into a deep ditch next to the road and severely damaging the trunk. Remarkably, all three of us escaped without injury.
My granddaughter grew up listening to Master’s teachings and supports my cultivation. She even helps me with Dafa work. My great-grandson listens to Master’s lectures, too. Our whole family is blessed by the light of Dafa. I know it was Master who protected our three generations. Thank you, Master!
I hope my story inspires more people to learn about Falun Dafa. Please remember: “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” May everyone choose a bright and beautiful future.
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