(Minghui.org) I had many health problems before I started practicing Falun Dafa, including cervical stenosis that made my arms and hands numb and weak. I also had a herniated disc in my lower back, leaving me with back pain, numbness, and trouble walking. My viral myocarditis often landed me in the hospital. When my husband had an affair, I was miserable. I felt hopeless, and helpless.
I was fortunate to come across Falun Dafa and began practicing Dafa in May of 1998. All my ailments disappeared, and I looked close to 20 years younger. I am now 78, and my gratitude to Master and Dafa is beyond words.
I turned to Buddhism in 1993 to seek relief from my ailments and became a devout follower. But my health continued to worsen. In 1998, I was diagnosed with hepatitis C and had to deal with uncontrollable vomiting, weakness, and incontinence. I felt my life was over, and I cried my eyes out.
One day, a friend who came to visit left me a book to read. “This is a good book. I hope you read it.” She had told me about Falun Dafa in the past many times, but I refused to listen. I thought it was qigong and I was devoted to Buddhism.
I could not sleep again that night and noticed the book she’d left. I picked it up and opened it.
When I saw Master’s picture on the first page, I wondered why he looked so familiar. I read about 20 pages and thought it was great. The answers to most of the questions that I couldn’t find in Buddhism were in Zhuan Falun. Where do people come from? Where are they heading? Can practicing Buddhism free people from death?
Even though I did not finish the book that night, it had already answered most of my questions. I realized it was a good book, a book about cultivation. I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was surprised that I had such a deep and restful sleep—the book was amazing!
I went to the hospital that morning for my IV treatment, and nearly seven hours later, only 25% of the medicine had been infused. The same thing happened for the next three days. The doctor discontinued the treatment and gave me a break for a few days. As I read Zhuan Falun, I realized why the medicine could hardly enter my body and why I slept so well. Master was already taking care of me!
After I finished the book, I cried uncontrollably: “Master! I finally found you! I want to follow you to my heavenly home! Please take me with you! Please take me with you!”
I had learned many types of qigong in the past and had also followed different religions, such as Buddhism, Taoism, and Tantric Buddhism. But my motives were not pure. They were mixed with curiosity, elation, and showing off, and I invited possessing entities without even being aware of it.
I’d gone to the temple and worshipped devotedly and donated hundreds and hundreds of merit money. Whenever the temple organized an event, I took leave from work to volunteer. But when I came home, I would be sick and bedridden for many days.
Master purified my body shortly after I began practicing. It felt as if I had a bad cold. I would run a high fever and sweat bullets and then I would feel cold again. I knew Master was purifying my body, that it was a good thing. I went through this purification several times.
When I clarified the facts about Dafa to people, I told them my story and said that if it were not for Master and Dafa, I would be long gone. Master saved me and gave me a healthy new body. I could never repay Master for his saving grace.
I had finally found Master and Dafa, and I felt such a sense of joy and contentment. The hardships of life no longer weighed on me. I studied Fa and did the exercises with fellow practitioners daily. I also went with them to villages and mountain regions 50 to 60 miles away to introduce Dafa.
There was a peasant on a mountain who’d been bedridden for years and couldn't afford any medicine. He’d only had a third-grade education. But when he started to read Zhuan Falun, he was able to walk, and six months later, he was able to carry water up from the foot of the mountain and collect firewood. He was wild with joy to have found Dafa. Another peasant had crooked fingers and a serious skin condition. He recovered after he practiced Dafa and was able to plant an apple orchard and greatly improve his life. When others witnessed the wonder of Dafa, they also began to practice.
Many years ago on a hot summer afternoon, I went down to the courtyard to get hot water. (Our building has a boiler that provides hot water.) I filled up a large thermos bottle and turned to walk back when the bottle suddenly broke, and boiling water poured all over my foot.
“Oh, no!” my neighbor Xiaozhao exclaimed. He was worried that I’d been seriously burned and went home to get me some lotion.
I thanked him but did not use it and carried on like nothing had happened. The next day, I returned the lotion to Xiaozhao, and he was so surprised to see I was perfectly fine! No redness, no swelling, and no blisters! All the neighbors were impressed and said it was amazing.
On October 4, 2010, when I was crossing the street on a green light with my niece, a motorcycle slammed into me and knocked me out. When I came around, I saw my niece and a young fellow crying. It was his first day doing a delivery job after his discharge from the army and he was scared to death.
I got up and told him, “I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I will be fine. I have Master and Dafa protecting me. You do not need to do anything for me except to let your family and friends know what Falun Dafa is and the facts about the persecution. Do not believe the propaganda. Believe ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’” I told him more about Dafa and helped him quit the CCP and it affiliated organizations. The bystanders were amazed that I was fine after such a huge impact!
In the spring of 2015, a car hit me while I was riding a bike and knocked me down. The driver came to help me up and asked me if I was alright. There were three men and a woman in the car, and the woman accused me of lying and trying to give them a hard time.
I told them, “I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, and Master and Dafa protect me. I will not give the driver a hard time, so do not worry. Do not believe the lies on TV.” I gave them some basic information about Dafa and the persecution, and also helped them quit the CCP and its organizations and let them go. The bystanders were worried for me and wondered why I let them go. I also helped the bystanders to quit the Party and told them to recite the auspicious phrases to safeguard their future.
My experiences have validated just how good Falun Dafa is. My gratitude to Master is beyond words!