(Minghui.org) Not long ago I experienced a fatal test. However, with Master’s merciful protection, I soon got through it and survived.

On April 17, I went downstairs and suddenly I felt the right side of my face turn numb. I quickly went back upstairs, sat on the couch and called my youngest son: “Please come home quickly, the right side of my face is numb.” Just after saying that, the right side of my body also suddenly became numb. At that time I had a thought that I should not die in this house. My husband had died over ten years ago. Also, my second son and his wife died in a car accident four years ago. Their son lives with me and he is now 18 years old and attends school. I was thinking that I should not scare him. I soon lost consciousness.

After my youngest son got my call, he immediately came home. He found me on the floor unconscious. He hurriedly sent me to the hospital. I was examined and it was determined that I'd had a severe stroke. I again lost consciousness while at the hospital. My head was surrounded by mineral bottles containing ice cubes. About five or six days later I woke up. After that I was sometimes alert and other times I was confused.

I lost my memory and could not recall anything. I could not recognize the people who visited me nor other practitioners. Although I still knew that I am a Falun Gong practitioner, I could not recite Lunyu (foreword of Zhuan Falun). However I could still remember “Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Whenever I woke up, I would recite those words.

One day later Master awakened my memory. Another three days passed, and I started to remember things little by little. I could not move my body, but as I lay in the hospital bed I searched within for the cause behind the stroke. I summarized the following reasons:

First, I did not cultivate diligently. I started to practice Falun Gong in 1996. This year I turned 66 years old. Although I obtained the Fa early, due to my heavy household chores and strong human attachments, although I could enlighten to certain Fa principles, I still couldn't act accordingly. Sometimes I thought: “Who can cultivate successfully?” So I did not take the practice seriously. In spite of that thought, I would never give up cultivation. In terms of cultivation, I wasn't diligent, I just followed others. I did not study the Fa whenever I had available time. Also, I didn't practice the exercises every day.

Secondly, my attachment to my late husband was strong. My husband was not able to cultivate with other practitioners since Jiang’s regime started to persecute Falun Gong. In 2000 my husband died due to sickness. When he was alive, our family had financial problems, so he did not eat well or dress well. I felt sorry for him. After he died, I wanted to save some money and buy a tomb for him. Another practitioner was against this idea of mine. My shortcomings were seized upon and thus all my money was spent on hospitalization fees. I nearly died there.

Thirdly, I felt elements of showing off within myself. I only liked to talk, but wasn't considerate of others. I was part of a Fa-study group for two years. Whatever I saw or understood, I would immediately share about it. I thought what I realized was right, so I had to stick to it. Whenever I saw other practitioners' shortcomings, I'd point them out strictly with a harsh tone. I didn't even consider whether it would hurt the other practitioner and that it would result in a tense relationship with them. Later, I went to the other extreme. I stopped talking completely. I didn't adhere to what Master said, about how we should look within and compassionately point out others' shortcomings.

I realized that what brought about the stroke was my show-off mentality, as well as my heavy attachments. Such attachments were targeted to test me. The old forces tried to drag me away. I kept apologizing to Master: “Master, I am wrong, I am wrong.” Later I generated one firm thought: I am a practitioner, a Dafa disciple and I am Master Li Hongzhi’s disciple. Master is taking care of me and thus nothing is allowed to persecute me. I listen to Master and I will follow Master home. I let each cell and each joint of my body recite 'Dafa is good.'”

This incident was really a major warning. Master drew me back from the edge of death. From now on, I have no reason not to be diligent. Since then, I have improved day by day toward a better realm. While staying in the hospital, I clarified the truth about Dafa to my roommates. On the 15th day, I thought I should not stay in the hospital any longer. I had to go home. My life was in Master’s hands. I earnestly wanted to check out, but my youngest son and his wife did not agree. The next day, arranged by Master, the doctor came. He told me, “You take a walk and let me see how you do.” He walked backwards and I followed him. Since I had checked into this hospital, I had not even walked the floor. I knew that Master was helping me. I walked several steps and the doctor said, “Stand against the wall with your heels touching the wall, and rest the back of your head against the wall.” I stood straight against the wall. The doctor said, “Good, your condition is good. You can go home tomorrow. But don't walk too quickly for the next month. You need to practice standing.” After I arrived home, I did not do what the doctor said. I walked normally. I behaved as a cultivator.

I had stayed in the hospital for 17 days. With Master’s protection, I did not have any surgery and yet I recovered. After I arrived home, I took time to study the Fa. Practitioners also came to study the Fa with me. Seven or eight days later, I started to practice the sitting meditation on my bed. Gradually, I could stand to do the standing exercises. I was very weak, so I used the whole morning to finish doing the five sets of exercises. On May 26 I finished doing the five sets of exercises without taking any breaks. That same day, my grandson accompanied me to walk downstairs and out onto the street. When we took a taxi, I clarified the truth about Falun Gong to the driver.

I changed day by day. Practitioners all felt happy for me. I need to thank Master – Dafa is truly miraculous. Here I also need to thank my fellow practitioners for their righteous thoughts that strengthened and helped me during that difficult time. When facing tribulations, the care and help provided by practitioners was extremely important.

What I have realized is limited; if anything I have said is not in line with Dafa, please don't hesitate to point it out.