(Minghui.org) I’m a 58-year-old woman from the countryside, and started practicing Falun Dafa in 2005. Over the years, I have truly experienced Master’s boundless compassion and protection.
My husband was a spendthrift, while I planned everything carefully and didn’t want to waste anything. My husband often dined in restaurants, and he drank, smoked, and gambled. When our son was just one month old, he had an affair and didn’t come home at night. When he was drunk, he acted crazily and sometimes smashed things. He destroyed at least two mobile phones and expensive tea sets. Once, he went out to cause trouble and broke the door of a store, and had to pay hundreds of yuan to replace it. Sometimes he fought with others with knives and the police were called. I was often angry, worried, and cried. I resented and looked down on him.
After I began practicing Falun Dafa, I understood I was jealous and I should get rid of this attachment. But it wasn’t easy. When I read the Fa, my xinxing was good, and I knew what was right or wrong. I am on a divine path while my husband was an ordinary person who did not cultivate. Why would I be angry with him? Am I putting myself at the same level as an ordinary person? Yet, when facing real conflicts, I often got upset. I had to remind myself that as a cultivator I should not get angry. So I tried very hard to suppress my anger. I struggled with this for a long time.
When I read Master’s recent lecture, I was shocked. Master said,
“Compassion is expressed in this world through love and kindness...”
“To be able to regard anyone and everyone with compassion, to have love for all people, really isn’t something the average person can achieve. Harder still is to have a sense of compassion toward all living things in everything you do. But that is something practitioners of Dafa have to be able to do!” (A Wake-Up Call)
I have been practicing Falun Dafa for nearly 20 years, yet I still did not feel love and kindness toward my family, let alone others. I behaved like an ordinary person, and was not truly cultivating. Where was my compassion?! I felt ashamed in front of Master.
When my husband did irrational things and created karma for himself, I should send righteous thoughts to eliminate the negative things that were controlling him. I should feel pity for him and save him. He behaved this way so I could improve my xinxing. I should be grateful instead of blaming him.
His life wasn’t easy. I was illegally arrested twice for my belief. Once, when I was detained for 15 days, he had to take care of our middle school-aged son. My husband was looked down on and endured a lot of pressure. Several times he traveled more than 20 kilometers with practitioners to visit me.
I began to consider others first. When my husband was in a good mood I told him about Dafa’s principles and cooked his favorite food. He liked cleanliness, so I kept the house very clean. He gradually drank less, stopped gambling, stopped going to karaoke bars, and found a job to earn money for the family. He knew Falun Dafa was good. Sometimes, when his coworkers came to visit, I talked about Dafa and advised them to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), and my husband would help me. He supported my practice and often reminded me when it was time to send forth righteous thoughts.
My husband served several years in prison for his bad behavior. He did not change his bad habits after he was released. He was thin and unhealthy, and took more medicine than food. Under Dafa’s blessings, he’s now strong and behaves well. Although he hasn’t started cultivating, Dafa is already rooted in his heart. One night when he felt very ill, he shouted “Falun Dafa is good” loudly.
My son was 21 years old and dated his girlfriend for three years. The girl was two years older than him, and her parents wanted them to get married in one or two years. Her family asked for many betrothal gifts, including a house and a car, which would cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. We were not rich and wouldn’t be able to save so much money in our lifetime! The girl’s parents suggested my husband and I borrow money. I had never borrowed money. My husband and I were nearly 60 years old, and we can’t take out a loan. Where could we get the money? What should I do?
I was so worried that I had difficulty calming down when I read the Fa, did the exercises, or sent righteous thoughts. I was trapped in my attachments to fame, money and relationships.
I realized that I used human thoughts and feelings to treat the problem, forgetting that I was a cultivator. I often said that I believed in Master and Dafa, yet when facing real difficulties, I did not think of Master or Dafa.
I decided to follow Master’s teaching, do the three things well, and assist Master in Fa-rectification. The old forces wanted to use the human attachments I hadn’t eliminated to drag me down and destroy me. They wanted to stop me from doing the three things. I should treat this as a good thing, a good opportunity to look within, to eliminate many of my attachments, including the feeling of being too embarrassed to borrow money, the fear of being laughed at for not being able to afford to help my son get married; the attachment to money; and the desire to not let my son suffer hardships. This was such a good opportunity to improve my xinxing! I thought: “I am a Dafa practitioner, and I have Master and Dafa. There will be a solution!”
I increased the length of time I read the Fa and sent righteous thoughts. Whenever my thought karma started interfering, I sent righteous thoughts to eliminate it. I was determined to walk on the path Master arranged for me. I refused to acknowledge the old forces’ arrangements. My son and my husband are destined to be with me in this lifetime. They came to establish a bond with Dafa.
My mind became clear and my body felt relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been removed. I felt happy. I knew Master eliminated many bad substances for me. My heart was at peace and my xinxing improved. When I returned home from an evening Fa study, my husband told me that the girl’s parents said they would not ask for a house since the prices of homes were not stable, and the young couple did not have stable jobs yet.
Local practitioners did not know how to install computer systems, so we had to take our computers to a city that was more than 50 kilometers away. It sometimes took days to get it done. I thought it would be great if I knew how to do it. I tried to read the instructions on the Minghui.org website and learn how to install a computer system. Each time, I soon gave up as it seemed very complicated.
A fellow practitioner gave me a USB drive containing a tutorial about system installation. I read it for several days but couldn’t finish it. There were too many things on the drive. I was told that some practitioner technicians would come from the city to teach system installation, and it would only take about two hours to learn. I was so happy.
On a hot afternoon in June, two young male practitioners came, bringing a five-year-old child. One of them helped to install two satellite dishes, so we could watch New Tang Dynasty TV. The other brought two laptops and taught three of us to install the system. The other two practitioners gave up almost immediately, but I listened carefully to the technician’s explanation.
My eyesight wasn’t good so I couldn’t see the computer display clearly. I tried to take notes, but the practitioner said there was no need to. Maybe because he thought it was too simple. He spoke very quickly so I couldn’t understand much and couldn’t write all the steps down. I stopped writing, and asked the practitioner if he could delete some unnecessary things from the instructions on the USB, because there were so many things in there that I could not finish reading them. He quickly did it. The two practitioner technicians demonstrated the system installation on the two laptops and they left after three hours. All I remembered was how to start the USB.
As soon as I got home, I turned on my computer and plugged in the instruction USB drive. There were fewer things on there now, and I could actually understand most of them. I read the installation tutorial again and tried to learn how to install the system on my desktop computer. Unexpectedly, I succeeded on the first try. I couldn’t believe it!
I knew Master helped me. Master saw my wish to learn the system installation, thus arranged fellow practitioners to teach me. I was so grateful to Master. I sincerely thanked the practitioner technicians for their help. It was just as Master said,
“Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s master. It is good enough if you have this wish.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)
I then learned how to download the software to circumvent the CCP’s Internet blockade. It went smoothly. Thank you Master!
During the two or three years after I turned 50, I kept falling down for no apparent reason. Once, I fell off my electric tricycle on the road. Another time, I went to visit a practitioner, and because I was shortsighted, I turned sharply and hit my head hard on the corner of a wall. It felt like a bullet hitting glass. I immediately said: “I’m all right. I’m a Dafa practitioner.”
I did not touch my head where I was hit and did not consider it a problem. As a result, not only did I not feel any pain, there was no bleeding or even swelling.
One time, in broad daylight, I fell down while walking in an alley. I also fell down the stairs in my yard many times. Once, I got up at 3 a.m. to go to the group practice site to do the exercises. It was dark and I couldn’t see clearly. While walking downstairs, I missed a step and twisted my ankle. I didn’t think anything of it. I just got up, and said I was fine. I straightened my foot, and kept walking. Either it was my karma or the old forces’ interference. But I reassured myself that I would do what a Dafa practitioner is supposed to do.
During the COVID pandemic, all the village roads were closed during the day and people were not allowed to go out. The other practitioners and I went out to distribute truth clarification materials at night. I fell many times. Each fall could have been fatal or disabling without Master’s protection.
Before I practiced Dafa, I was once involved in an accident. I somehow ended up standing on the side of the road. My electric tricycle was crushed, but I escaped unharmed.
Master watched over us as we reincarnated lifetime after lifetime. He protects us, and pays off our karmic debts. As Master said,
“Master doesn’t owe you anything. While Master is saving you, He also bears your sins for you and even finds all kinds of ways to offset your karma—it is you who is indebted to Master.” (“Stay Far Away From Peril”)
I’m deeply moved whenever I read this passage. There aren’t enough words to express my gratitude to Master. I will cultivate diligently and follow Master to return to my true home.