(Minghui.org) My mother was very kind. She followed traditional values and she was well respected. When she was in her 80s, she often helped elderly people in the village who had difficulty taking care of themselves. Villagers gave her a thumbs up and said: “She’s a good person.” Because she was so kind, Master looked after her.
I once visited my mother before I began practicing Dafa. I saw her limping and asked, “What’s wrong with your leg?”
She replied, “Something hard appeared on my left thigh bone. It’s been there a long time, and now it hurts a lot. I am afraid to walk.”
I took a look and was shocked to see that the lump was bigger than an egg!
I said, “Mom, let me take you to the hospital.”
She said, “I haven’t harvested the crops yet. Let’s wait until next week.”
I returned home the following Sunday to take her to see the doctor. As soon as I arrived, she said, “My leg’s fine, I don’t need to go to the doctor.”
When I asked what happened said, “After you left, I sat on a stool intending to boil water. As soon as I sat down, the stool became lopsided so I knelt on the ground. That lump moved to my calf. I thought, this thing moves. So I told it, ‘Since you can run, why don’t you leave.’ In the end, it did go. I touched my leg and the lump was gone!”
I was doubtful and asked my mother to walk and show me. She walked and I saw that her leg was back to normal. I checked her and saw that the lump was gone.
My mother laughed and said, “I thought the kitchen god helped me. The next day, I kowtowed and burned incense to thank him.”
Whether it was the kitchen god or some divine being who healed my mother, from that day on, I believed that divine beings existed and I respected them.
I began to practice Dafa in spring 1996, and I now know that gods and Buddha truly exist. I told my parents about Falun Dafa. They learned the exercises. Six months later the persecution began. My parents were too scared to practice but they continued to support me. They also knew the phrases, “Falun Dafa is good!” and, “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is great!”
After my father passed away, my mother, who was in her 80s, continued to live alone. She was very healthy. When she was 88, one morning on her way home, she fell while walking on a bridge. She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat as she walked home. When I got to her home, I quickly asked Master for help and I asked her to recite: “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” She was able to endure the pain. It did not hurt as much and she stopped perspiring. She agreed to go to the hospital for an examination.
They took an X-ray and the doctor happily said, “How fortunate! It’s only a flesh wound. It’s not serious, she just needs to take some medication. However, it usually takes 100 days to recover, so she needs to rest.” I brought her to my home. The next day, she could slowly get out of bed and sit in the chair. She was able to go to the toilet by herself and in two weeks, she was well enough to return to her own home. I thought, “Mother received blessings from Dafa.”
When my mother was 95, I brought her home to stay with me. One morning in spring, as I was doing the second exercise in the living room, I heard a loud sound. I thought that the people who lived upstairs dropped something on the floor so I continued doing the exercises. I heard my mother call my name. I rushed to her room and saw her sitting on the floor.
She said, “Help me up, I fell!”
I said, “Say ‘I am fine,’ and, ‘Master save me!’” She kept saying the words.
My husband and I took her to see the doctor. The doctor said, “Apply some medication on the wound. She broke a vertebrae, but because she’s so old, we cannot perform surgery. Have her stay in bed for a month without moving, and let her take some painkillers. She’ll be lucky if she can walk again.”
I urged my mother to follow the doctor’s advice and stay in bed. However, she insisted on going to the toilet. I had no choice but ask my sister to help place her in a wheelchair and we pushed her to the toilet.
I put a small media player next to her bed so she could listen to the recordings of Master’s lectures. In less than a month, my elderly mother was able to get out of bed herself and go to the toilet with the help of a walker. In less than two months, she could return to her own home and walk around the village pushing a small cart.
A neighbor saw how well she recovered and said, “What incense did your mother offer? She recovered so well! My mother is only 70 years old and her injury was not as bad as your mother’s. She had an operation in the hospital but did not recover. She’s been bedridden for two years.”
I said, “As you know, I practice Falun Dafa. Because my mother believes in Dafa, Master Li looks after her. Master saved her.”
The neighbor nodded and said. “It’s indeed incredible. At such an age, her bones were fractured and she could walk in such a short time. It’s extraordinary!”
I went to visit my mother when was 97. She looked sad. When I asked her what was wrong, she said, “This morning after breakfast, I wanted to stand up while holding onto the table. I fell on my face.” I quickly examined her body, and I saw a lump the size of a table tennis ball on the back of her head. I asked if she was in pain.
She replied, “It doesn’t hurt much, I just feel uncomfortable.”
I said, “Please recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ You will be better after taking a nap and having lunch.” She felt better. But, she fell out of bed while we talked. When I picked her up, I saw a big, purple bump on the left side of her forehead. I took her to the hospital.
The doctor said, “She fractured her thigh bone, and she also has brain atrophy. I’ll prescribe some medicine. Let her stay in bed for three months. She’s already so old, you must be prepared for the worst.”
When we got home I said, “This time, you must listen to the doctor. Let’s stay in bed for two weeks.”
When she didn’t say anything, I said, “You must continue listening to Master’s lectures and keep reciting ‘Falun Dafa is good’ repeatedly.” She nodded.
I turned on the media player at night and we listened to Master’s lectures. My mother, who is usually strong and able to endure suffering, kept groaning. I knew she was in a lot of pain. When it was nearly midnight, she wanted to go to the toilet. I wanted her to wear diapers, but she refused, claiming it made her uncomfortable and she could not urinate in diapers. I had no choice but to let her sit on the chair to urinate. She kept screaming in pain as soon as she moved, but my stubborn mother, who likes to be clean, refused to urinate or defecate in bed. Thus, she got up five or six times at night sometimes. During the day, she got out of bed five or six times as well. I saw the pain she was in, but I was afraid that if we didn’t listen to the doctor’s instructions, she would become bedridden. I made her wear diapers. She was angry and screamed even more loudly.
Seeing how angry my mother was and how much pain she was in, I thought I was being unkind. I thought to myself: “Master looks after everything. What do I have to be afraid of? Furthermore, the doctor’s words do not apply to my mother.” I steeled my heart and decided not to listen to the doctor. I ignored his warning that my mother needed to stay in bed for three months. I let her do as she wished and let nature take its course. My mother did not scream in pain as much. Although she still got out of bed many times, I no longer felt anxious, and her condition improved.
Two weeks later, she could turn her body without help, hold onto the side of the bed and stand on the floor. Twenty days later, she did not need us to take care of her. At night, we could sleep undisturbed. A month later, she could walk outside with the help of a walker. Three months later, she walked without using crutches. She fell several times but she was able to get up and continue walking. People told me, “Your mother is tough.”
I said, “It’s not because she’s tough, it’s because she believes in Dafa and Master Li protects her.”
One day during the first month of the lunar new year, my mother who was 100 years old, suddenly lowered her head and stopped talking to the relatives who came to visit her. She passed away quietly five days later. She had a smile on her face when she died. When neighbors, friends, and relatives came to say goodbye, they said she looked happy. When they saw her, my mother’s friends said, “Your mother is indeed blessed! She did not suffer when she left!” My mother was healthy and happy, and lived to be 100 years old. She was praised by everyone who knew her.
Thank you, Master!