(Minghui.org) I received a phone call from relatives in my hometown in 2011, informing me that my father was terminally ill.
My father had heart disease, a gastric ulcer, and other medical conditions. Medicine did not help. He was extremely weak and could not eat or take fluids intravenously. The doctor informed my family that he was in critical condition and would only live for three more days. It was time to prepare for his funeral.
After hearing the news, I felt sad and guilty. I thought, “Dad, you worked hard to raise me. Regrettably, I haven't clarified the facts about Falun Dafa to you.”
He had worked for the city government. Even though he had been effectively brainwashed by the Chinese Communist Party, and believed many of their lies, he was a good person and did not take bribes. As long as there was hope, I wanted to save him. I knew that only our benevolent Master could save my father, so I stopped worrying.
I returned home the next day. The whole family was grieving. My father looked like a bag of bones, but he heard me come in. The doctor said, “It seems that your father has been waiting for you. You should prepare for his funeral.”
During the evening, I told my brothers and sisters, “You have been taking care of Dad; now it's my turn.” I started to read the book Zhuan Falun to my father. After reading only a few pages of Lecture One, my father sat up, eyes wide open, and said, “Cure what disease? I'm listening.” Then he laid back down.
I was unmoved and sent forth righteous thoughts to disintegrate any evil factors that could keep him from listening. I continued reading Zhuan Falun to him. He screamed a few times as I read. I later noticed that he had become stable. I knew that our benevolent Master had given my father a second chance, and I could not stop crying.
The housemaid arrived and said, “Sir, you have been in good spirits since your daughter arrived.” My father smiled. Every evening I read one lecture of Zhuan Falun to him. I also played recordings of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party and Minghui articles for him.
Three days later, my father was able to eat some porridge. The maid said, “The doctor said he would only live for three days. It's unbelievable. If you had come home earlier, your father might have recovered.”
I replied, “The Master of Falun Dafa saved my father,” and I explained some principles of Falun Dafa to her.
My father gradually recovered. After I finished reading Zhuan Falun in its entirety to him, he was able to take care of himself. He continued listening to Master Li’s lectures, the Nine Commentaries, and cultivation experience sharing articles, and he practiced the one-hour sitting meditation twice a day. His skin started to glow within a month. He no longer needed his reading glasses, and his hair gradually turned black. It was hard to believe.
My family is large. I had clarified the truth to them several times prior to my father’s recovery, but they had not believed me. When my father recovered, they witnessed Falun Dafa's power and now have good opinions of the practice.
