(Minghui.org) I’m 69 years old and I’d like to share my cultivation experiences these past two years.
When my son came home with his ski gear in early February 2024, my husband who is also a practitioner, opened the door for him. The door bounced back and hit my husband’s head. He joked, “Good thing I have a hard head, otherwise it would have cracked open.” We didn’t think much of it.
Two days later my husband went to the supermarket and was hit by a car. He suffered severe head injuries and died 26 days later at the hospital.
After he passed away I remembered that the door hit his head. Perhaps Master was warning us about the upcoming danger, and we should have sent forth righteous thoughts to clear away the bad elements. I truly regretted it! What pained me even more was that I often criticized my husband, “Look at you! You can’t even mop the floor properly,” or, “You can’t cook the noodles right!”
I was filled with anguish and remorse. I also wondered whether the door incident had something to do with me.
The bad elements also meddled with me after my husband was hit by the car. Numerous blisters, the size of my fingernail, appeared on my face and neck. I ignored them and went to the hospital every day to see my husband.
The blisters went away after my husband’s funeral. I was alone and had to take the bus went I went out to clarify the truth to people about the persecution. I realized Master was with me, and I wanted to return to my true home in heaven with him. I said to Master, “I can do it. I can forbear hardships.”
From that day on, I read three lectures in Zhuan Falun and half of a lecture from Master’s other teachings every day. A young practitioner came in the evenings, and we talked about our cultivation experiences. As I studied the Fa day and night, my heart brightened up.
Master then enlightened me through a dream two months later. I got into an elevator that was going down, but I started going up. I could also see my deceased husband’s image. I thought about the dream afterward. Perhaps it was encouragement for my having made it through.
One practitioner said, “You endured the loss of a loved one, swam against the tide and pulled through. We’re happy for you!” If it weren’t for Master and Dafa, I wouldn’t have been able to overcome the grief.
Since then, I’ve delivered Master’s lectures and copies of Minghui Weekly to elderly practitioners, and I go out to distribute Dafa informational materials with younger practitioners.
I met a practitioner who’s a few years older than me. She’s practiced Falun Dafa for 30 years and was also widowed. She was illegally arrested twice and experienced sickness karma tribulations. She told me, “I feel like I’ve swum amid turbulent waves and collapsed on the shore. I’m not in pain but I feel drained. I can barely manage daily tasks, and my hands sometimes shake.”
I said, “I see your strength. Let’s do the exercises and study the Fa together.”
We did this every day, and her hands stopped shaking. She improved each day and became stronger. We also went out to talk to people about Dafa and the persecution. We both pulled through after losing our loved ones and caught up with the pace of Fa-rectification.
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