(Minghui.org) I’ve practiced Falun Dafa for 26 years, and I’m now 60 years old. Over the years, my family and I have weathered trials and tribulations by steadfastly believing in our Master and the Fa, emerging safely through it all.
In 2009, I was illegally arrested for practicing Dafa. I was sent to a detention center and later taken to a brainwashing center, where I was held for a total of 57 days. I returned home that August, only to endure the agony of separation from loved ones without a moment’s respite.
That year, my second cousin, who had a chicken farm and wanted to add ducks, came to my house to borrow money because he was short of funds. I wasn’t home at the time. When I returned, my husband told me he had agreed to lend him 100,000 yuan. My first thought was, why couldn’t they have waited for me to return so we could discuss it? But then I thought, I’m a Dafa practitionerm and I should follow the standards of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Since my husband already agreed, I should too, otherwise, wouldn’t he lose face? Also, when I was illegally detained, my second cousin and his brother tried hard to find someone to rescue me. So even though 100,000 yuan is a big amount, we should still lend it to him.
Unfortunately, my second cousin’s chicken and duck farm went bankrupt, and he couldn’t repay us. For the next ten years or so, my husband’s two older sisters kept bringing it up, calling me a fool, and making it known throughout the village. Even the neighbors said to my husband, “Your wife is silly, why didn’t she stop you from lending the money? That 100,000 yuan disappeared, just like that!” My husband, who was inherently indecisive, couldn’t stand his older sisters talking like that, and also shifted the blame to me. He handed over our family's financial management to his older sisters.
I endured this mistreatment for over ten years, but I didn’t regret it.
Since my second cousin couldn’t repay the money, he sold the farm to us. The farm was valued at 195,000 yuan. After we took over and deducted the cost of repairing the farm, there was 45,000 yuan left, which we gave to my second cousin. The matter was finally resolved. My mother-in-law stopped blaming me, and my three sisters-in-law no longer scolded me.
To be honest, over the past decade, there were times when I felt unsettled. I kept reminding myself that I was a Dafa practitioner. Everything is resolved in the end, and I believedin Dafa even more.
In 2003, my mother passed away, leaving my father alone at home. My father wasn’t my biological father. My mother was pregnant with me when my biological father passed away. Unable to raise my older brother and me, my mother formed a new family, and I was born into that family.
My stepfather was hardworking. He not only raised my brother and me but also helped my brother build a house and get married. My brother and his wife lived close to our parents, but they seldom took care of them. When my mother was alive, I visited my parents every ten days or so to do their laundry, cook for them, and buy them seasonal clothes. After my mother passed away, my brother showed no intention of supporting our stepfather. I thought, I am a practitioner, and I shouldn’t compare myself to my brother. My stepfather raised us. So I suggested to my brother: “Dad is getting old. He should enjoy his retirement. I’ll ask him to live with me.” So I brought my stepfather to my house.
My stepfather believed in Dafa and was in excellent health. However, I didn’t expect that he had about 200,000 yuan in savings. I planned to support him in his old age, but he didn’t need our money. It’s truly a case of good deeds being rewarded.
Although it seems we suffered a loss with my second brother, since I supported my stepfather, we were compensated financially. I truly experienced what Master said:
“If something is yours, you will not lose it. If something is not yours, you will not have it even if you fight for it.” (Lecture Seven, Zhuan Falun)
In the summer of 2009, my niece and her husband were in a traffic accident. Her husband died, and my niece suffered a broken pelvis and eleven broken bones in her legs. She was in unbelievable pain, both mentally and physically.
Since my niece’s parents had already passed away, I took on the responsibility of caring for her as soon as I returned home.
From the day I began caring for her in the hospital, I encouraged her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Being mentally devastated and physically weak, she was frequently frightened and tormented by negative thoughts. I stayed by her side, reciting “Falun Dafa is good” with her. She increasingly got better while we kept reciting. After she was discharged from the hospital, I brought her to live with me. She could only walk slowly with the help of crutches.
After we got home, I showed her how to do the Falun Dafa exercises. In the beginning, she had to lean on something for support. We also read Zhuan Falun. One day, she called me to come out and see her. I ran out and found that she was walking on her own without crutches! She had only been discharged from the hospital ten days before!
My niece was so happy that she looked like a child. She said loudly:
“Thank you, Master! Thank you, Dafa! Dafa is wonderful!”