(Minghui.org) I am in my eighties, and I learned Dafa in October 1996 16 years ago. I have been very healthy and full of energy, and I have a glowing complexion. I feel happy every day and I cannot describe my joy, since I know that I am the luckiest person in the world. I have found a way to return to my original home. I have obtained the sacred book Zhuan Falun. I have the most benevolent and almighty Teacher, who constantly watches out for me.
Teacher helps me in my everyday decisions, and many miraculous things have occurred, which have reinforced my belief in Teacher and the Fa. In particular, I once became unconscious for three days, and Teacher saved me. I told this to a fellow practitioner, who wrote it down for me. This is the first time I have written for Minghui.
In August 1996, a neighbor told me, “Falun Gong is very good. I learned many different types of qigong, but Falun Gong is the best. It is very miraculous. Ma’am, why don’t you come and practice Falun Gong too?” I asked if he could lend me the book, and he did. I read Zhuan Falun that evening and realized that it was a sacred book that can help people eliminate karma. I used to have a herniated lumbar disc, bronchial asthma, and some gynecological problems.
After I read the book, I threw away all my medicine. My son one day came home with a bottle of a nicely packaged drug and said, “Mom, this is a very good drug. I got it especially for you.” I did not want to upset him, but at the same time I knew that it was a test for me. I hid the medicine. The next day my son asked me, “Mom, do you feel better?” I said “Yes.” He smiled and said, “I told you it was a very good drug.” I showed him the unopened bottle, and he turned around and left without saying anything.
I didn't feel well one day and my son wanted me to go to the hospital. I declined, as I knew it was Teacher cleansing my body and driving the karma out. If I took drugs, the karma would be pushed back and it would interfere with Teacher’s arrangement.
I was babysitting for my daughter in the provincial capitol in 2004. My feet were badly swollen and oozing a yellow fluid. It truly hurt, but I didn't care, and did not pay any attention to it. I distributed Falun Gong informational materials all over town. My feet oozed badly and made the cuffs of my pants wet. After a few years, my feet recovered and my legs felt well again. They are now completely normal and I can walk better than before. I witnessed the wonder of Dafa in my own cultivation. I have developed more confidence in Teacher and Dafa, and truly appreciate the broadness and depth of Dafa.
The biggest difference between an ordinary person and a practitioner is that a practitioner will look inward to find his own deficiencies when facing conflicts. I didn’t know what was wrong, but my relationship with my daughter-in-law was not good before I began cultivating. After I began to cultivate, I learned through studying Dafa that it is always a cultivator’s fault when there are conflicts with an ordinary person. Your relatives or people near you who have conflicts with you are all for your elevation. There will be many tribulations, large and small, and you will have to pass them all.
I thought, as a practitioner, I needed to correct myself when I had conflicts with my daughter-in-law. When she criticized me, it was probably Teacher using her mouth to inspire me. After I enlightened to this, I held back and did not say anything. Instead of acting like I was the head of the household, I looked inward to find my own deficiencies. When I could not hold it in any longer, I just said, “It is my fault. Let’s forget it.” In this way we resolved all our conflicts and now we get along very well.
When the persecution began in July 1999, the entire country was affected. I heard that some practitioners from other provinces thought we should go to Beijing to validate Dafa and let people know that Teacher did nothing wrong. Practitioners in our town did not agree. I said, “It is so important, but you guys don't want to participate. Didn’t Teacher cure your illnesses?” On September 9, I left everything and went to Beijing. I went to Tiananmen Square and did the exercises. The police arrested me and took me to our provincial office in Beijing. They returned me to my hometown and detained me for over 40 days. I did not follow orders in the detention center, and refused to write the letter promising to give up Falun Dafa, sign any papers, or have my picture taken. Unable to get me to do anything, the police released me to my son after extorting 8,000 yuan from him.
I know that one of the three most important things is saving people. Our local area did not have an materials production center. After I discussed it with my family, we set aside one of our rooms for practitioners to make informational materials. This materials production site has been in operation for ten years, and we have not had any incidents. Teacher controlled and arranged everything for us. I am not rich, but I provided the space and did not collect any rent, and I saved my money to help the information center.
I went to the provincial capital and bought a DVD burner so that a practitioner could make DVDs. After a while it stopped working. The practitioner wanted to throw it away, but I asked him to bring it to my home. I said to the DVD burner, “You are also a life here for Dafa. Let’s work together and make good DVDs to save people.” The DVD burner worked again the next day. From then on, whenever the DVD burner failed to work, they called me over, and I talked to it like an old friend, and it then started working again. The DVD burner is still working today. Practitioners at the information center said, “See, the DVD burner always listens to Grandma.”
When I was out hanging Falun Gong banners one night, a car approached me. I asked Teacher to keep the occupants from seeing me, and the car just on went by.
When I was studying the Fa in 2007, two local officers barged into my home and wanted to take me to "get a checkup." I told them that I was very healthy and would not go. Knowing that they were trying to take me to the brainwashing center, I asked Teacher for support. One officer’s cell phone rang, and the voice on the phone said,“What are you guys doing there? Come back immediately.” The officers then left. I knew thatTeacher had resolved the problem for me.
In 2008, the most wicked couple in the provincial brainwashing center, former practitioners-turned traitors, came to my home and told me to denounce Teacher. They pushed the paper and pen in front of me and ordered me to start writing. I told them to get out and said, “I will never denounce Teacher. Don’t you see that those jailed practitioners are all still practicing Falun Gong.” Suddenly I thought of the poem “Don’t Be Sad” in Hong Ying Vol. II and recited it aloud:
“Imprisoned as you are, don’t be sorrowful or sad Carry on with righteous thoughts and actions, and the Fa is with you Calmly reflect on the attachments you have Remove your human thoughts and evil will naturally die out”
The two collaborators left quickly. Teacher’s Fa is indeed powerful. I just recited a few sentences with righteous thoughts and the evil was dissolved and the bad guys ran.
Across from my home was an old dirt house that is both low and damp. Four people from out of the town lived there. One summer the weather was especially hot. They had no place to go and stayed outside to get fresh air. I was very sympathetic to their situation and invited them to come to my home. A few times later, I told them to just stay in my house. The wife’s last name was Cai. She sold fruit from a cart to make a living.
One day when crossing the street, she was hit by a car and became unconscious. At the hospital, they found broken bones, teeth missing, and a piece of scalp had been torn away from her head. Her husband told me after he had seen her, “Grandma, she is hopeless this time.” I said, “She is going to be okay, because she studied the Fa with me on rainy days when she stayed home, and I told her to recite 'Falun Dafa is good.' She will be fine.” Her husband shook his head and did not believe me, but a miracle happened. Not long after, Ms. Cai woke up. When she was being discharged from the hospital, she said, “Grandma, you saved me. When I was unconscious, ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good' kept coming into my mind. Dafa has saved me. If it wasn’t for Dafa, I would have died even if I had ten lives.” I smiled, “Don’t thank me, thank Master Li who saved you.”
A couple on a motorcycle once ran over me and knocked me down. I got up and said to them, “I am okay, don’t worry.” Although I said I was okay, my face was covered with blood and dirt. People nearby all urged me to ask for compensation. I said, “I am a Falun Gong practitioner, and nothing will happen to me.” The couple was scared and rushed over to me. I said, “I will not ask for any compensation, but please remember ‘Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ If you quit the Chinese Communist Party, you will be safe.” They said, “We are lucky today and have met a living Buddha. Thank you, Grandma.” I said, “Don’t thank me, thank my Teacher.”
I was going to study the Fa before I went to bed one night in 2012, but I fell down and became unconscious for no apparent reason. Three days later, practitioners came to my home to work on the informational materials, but no one answered when they knocked. A practitioner said, “She is at home, but she may be in trouble. Let me go home and get the key.”
After they got the key and opened the door, they found me lying on the floor, stiff. A practitioner who seldom came to my house had come. He said, “Grandma has been truly nice to me. I wanted to come to her house and see her today.”
It turned out that I was indeed in trouble that day. They cleaned me up and put me in bed, sent forth righteous thoughts, and read the Fa to me. They kept reading all night and all day, and I gradually warmed up. I finally came to, sat up suddenly, and asked, “Why are you guys all here?” They told me what had happened. I totally woke up, and my master consciousness became strong. I said, “The evil is not qualified to take my life. I am a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple. Teacher, I have not accomplished the tasks that you assigned to me yet. I still need to spread Dafa and save people.”
I have gone through the tribulation of life-and-death. I appreciate Teacher’s benevolence and the wonders of Dafa. If it wasn’t for Teacher, I would not be here today. My life has been extended, and my home is a materials production center designated by Teacher. I have turned my whole life over to him, and everything is up to Teacher.
I thank Teacher for saving my life.