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China Fahui | Doing My Best as a Falun Dafa Practitioner

Nov. 9, 2026 |   By a Falun Dafa practitioner in Hebei Province, China

(Minghui.org) In March 1996, my husband was seriously ill and was told he had only three month left to live. I joined him in practicing Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong). Within three months, his health recovered and he lived for another 15 years. Although I had not intended to seek healing for myself, I benefited as well. All my ailments disappeared, including migraines, insomnia, and a persistent dry cough caused by the aftereffects of tuberculosis.

These miracles strengthened my faith in Dafa. Over the past 30 years of cultivation, under Master’s protection, I have undergone tremendous changes in both body and mind. I have never taken a single pill, and even though I am now over 80, my hearing remains sharp, my eyesight is clear, and I am in excellent health.

Recovering From Injuries After a Traffic Accident

On New Year’s Eve 2024, while I was talking to someone at a bus station about Falun Dafa, I was hit by an electric cargo tricycle. The front wheel ran over my right leg, and my head struck the base of the bus stop sign.

The driver backed up the tricycle, and I freed my leg. I tried walking and I found I could. My mind was very clear, and I thought, “Master saved me. I am a Dafa disciple, I will be fine.” The driver was frightened, and onlookers said to him, “You were driving recklessly. The old lady was hurt badly. You should take her to the hospital.”

I took a few more steps and felt fine, except for a large bump at the corner of my right eye and slight pain on that side of my head. I told the driver, “I’m okay. I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I won’t cause you trouble. You should remember that Falun Dafa is good. The stories about ‘self-immolation’ and ‘suicide’ shown on TV are lies fabricated to slander Falun Dafa. Have you joined the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) or its affiliated organizations?”

He said he was a member of the Communist Youth League and the Young Pioneers. I suggested, “How about I use the pseudonym ‘Lucky’ to help you withdraw?” He agreed. Then I said, “You can leave now.” I took the bus home.

That afternoon, the bump on my face turned dark purple. The next day, my legs started to hurt. I wanted to apply a hot compress to heal faster, but I was afraid my child would see and make me go to the hospital. I never expected that by the third day, the right half of my face would turn black.

When my son-in-law visited, he immediately called my daughter. Soon, my daughter-in-law and grandchildren came over. I knew that they wouldn’t understand if I refused to go to the hospital. With strong righteous thoughts, I also knew that an X-ray would show that nothing was wrong, and that would put my children’s minds at ease.

Indeed, the X-ray showed that my bones were intact. The doctor said it could be a soft tissue injury. He recommended rest and mentioned the old saying, “It takes a hundred days to heal a bone injury.” I didn’t take his words to heart.

Usually, every day in the early morning, after completing the Falun Dafa meditation exercise, I read Master’s lectures given overseas; after breakfast, I went out to clarify the truth; in the afternoon, I read Zhuan Falun; and in the evening, I did all four standing exercises, including the Falun Standing Stance for an hour.

Since I couldn’t go out to clarify the truth, I spent more time reading Dafa books. Unexpectedly, the leg pain got worse and worse. I couldn’t put weight on my right foot and had to hop when I walked. I was unable to do the exercises normally and couldn’t lift my right arm. When reading the books, I couldn’t concentrate. Was Master arranging for me to study the Fa at home? No, time was tight, and helping to save sentient beings was urgent.

I looked inward. On the day of the accident, I had persuaded four people to withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations, and two of them were Party members. I was very happy about this, and tried to talk to more people. Then I was hit by the tricycle. Although I was not seriously injured at that moment, I felt unsettled. I realized that my self-satisfied mindset and the unconscious attachment to zealotry had been exploited by the evil old forces, which was why I had suffered this ordeal. So I sent righteous thoughts to eliminate them.

I kept looking inward and identified more attachments, such as arrogance, carelessness, jealousy, an unwillingness to be criticized, an unwillingness to point out other’s shortcomings, fear of having my self-esteem hurt, and fear of losing face. I strengthened my righteous thoughts to eliminate them.

I thought I would recover quickly, but after three weeks, I was still not well and began to feel anxious. Looking back at my thoughts and actions since the incident, I realized that at first my thoughts were pure, but the next day I gave in to human thinking and tried to heal the black lump on my face with a folk remedy. At the hospital, when the doctor said the tendon injuries would take a hundred days to heal, I had not sent righteous thoughts to completely reject that notion. These human thoughts had been exploited by the old forces and I had to resolutely refuse to acknowledge their arrangements.

Master said,

“Indestructible righteous faith in the cosmos’s Truth forms benevolent Dafa disciples’ rock-solid, Diamond-Like Bodies, it frightens all evil, and the light of Truth it emanates makes the unrighteous elements in all beings’ thoughts disintegrate. However strong the righteous thoughts are, that’s how great the power is.”( “Also in a Few Words,” The Essentials of Diligent Progress II)

I was determined to break through this ordeal. That night, I practiced the Falun Standing Stance exercise for one hour. At first, I was afraid to put my right foot on the ground due to the pain, but I endured it and pressed down little by little. The more it hurt, the harder I pressed down. And the higher I raised my arms, the more it hurt. Although I could’t hold my arms in the correct position, I did my best to persevere. My hands and legs were shaking, and within a few minutes, I was drenched in sweat.

I did the exercise for the full hour. My clothes were soaked through with sweat, and I felt a little nauseous. But the next morning, I was able to put my foot on the ground, and three days later, I was able to go out and clarify the truth again.

I realized that cultivation is truly a serious matter, and I have no idea how much Master has borne on my behalf. In cultivation, the difference between human and the divine really comes down to a single thought.

Retired Official Finally Quits the CCP

Once, I spoke with a retired official who used to work at a labor camp. I said, “You must be a Party member.”

“Of course I am,” he replied.

I said, “Let me tell you something good. Quitting the party can help keep you safe.”

He said more than a dozen people had already talked to him about Falun Gong and urged him to quit the Party, adding, “I don’t believe them, and I won’t quit the Party. I am already 70 years old, living on my pension, and enjoying a peaceful retirement.”

Then he asked, “How old are you?”

I replied, “I’m 81.”

“You don’t look it. You seem younger than me. What is your secret to staying healthy and looking so young?”

I told him, “I practice Falun Gong and haven’t taken a single pill in 30 years. When you practice Falun Gong with a sincere heart, your body stays healthy. But if you don’t follow Dafa’s principles, it won’t work.”

I urged him not to be deceived by the CCP propaganda in the media and end up being eliminated alongside the Red Demon. He said, “At my age, I will be gone any day now. Why worry so much?”

I explained, “People don’t live for just one lifetime; the soul is immortal and undergoes reincarnation. The human body is merely a garment. As long as the soul inhabits it, the person is alive; once the soul leaves, it’s just a piece of flesh. If you do not quit the CCP, you’ll bear the mark of the Red Demon, and be destroyed along with it.”

He said, “I don’t care. It’s all over the moment I die. Who has ever seen a soul?”

I told him a story about reincarnation published in Minghui Weekly, and happened to have a copy with me. I also gave him a copy of Master’s article “How Humankind Came To Be.” I said, “Please read these. Dafa’s Master clearly explains the origin of humanity and the purpose of being human. You should read it several times.”

He happily put the materials in his bag. I continued, “Master is saving people. We are simply clarifying the truth so you can distinguish between good and evil and avoid being deceived by lies, such as the “Tiananmen Square self-immolation” hoax.

He said, “Really? That was a lie? If so, I agree to quit the CCP.”

I said, “Great. How about I use the name ‘Liu Fule’ to make your withdrawal announcement?” He readily agreed.

Over the years, I have experienced many touching stories while clarifying the truth. Some people were excited after learning the truth. I believe everything I have said and done has been guided by Master.

Cultivating Myself in Daily Life

I live in an old residential area with no property manager. There is an open space in the courtyard where seven or eight cars can park, but no one was responsible for keeping it clean, so I volunteered to take care of it. I clean up dog and cat feces, move discarded furniture blocking the path, and take care of other small tasks. Although these are minor things, they make life easier for others.

The stairwells were run-down and covered with advertising stickers. One year, the neighborhood committee notified each household to remove the stickers by their front doors. The committee also provided paint so residents could repaint the walls. Some residents followed the instructions, but others did not, perhaps because they were too busy or no one lived in those apartment. So I helped remove the stickers there.

One day, while I was repainting the walls, a young man who happened to be at home offered to help me paint the upper areas I couldn’t reach. Just then, officers from the local police station came to harass me, asking whether I still practiced Falun Gong. They saw me helping my community, covered in paint, and dirty from the work. Actions speak louder than words! They readily accepted what I told them about how wonderful Falun Gong is. I sensed this was Master’s meticulous arrangement. Although these are ordinary occurrences, they demonstrate that Master is protecting his disciples at every moment.

One day last year, a neighbor said some local police officers had come looking for me. He told them, “Why are you looking for her? She is so old, and she always sweeps the courtyard. We all know she is a good person.”

I truly experienced that when I sincerely look out for others, they show care and concern for me in return. I have an electric bicycle, but it was hard to get it into my small room. A neighbor took the initiative to build a cement ramp to make it easier for me. Sometimes, other residents help me sweep the courtyard. I find the atmosphere in our neighborhood really pleasant.

These are some positive aspects of my cultivation. However, I am also aware of my shortcomings. I am kind-hearted and gentle, but can be easily swayed by personal relationships and my desire to save face. At times, I am strongly influenced by human thinking, which prevents me from validating the Fa openly. I will do better in my future cultivation, do the three things more diligently, and follow Master to return to my true home.

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(Selected submission for the 23rd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)