(Minghui.org) One day while I was out, I met a surgeon who had operated on me 14 years ago. She recognized me immediately and exclaimed, “I remember you! It's wonderful to see you looking so well. Falun Gong is indeed really good!”
In 1996, I was introduced to Falun Gong, also known as Falun Dafa, a spiritual practice that teaches people to live with compassion and goodness. After I became a practitioner, I followed Master Li's requirements to cultivate my inner self. Whenever I encountered conflicts, I looked within myself for any shortcomings. Over time, my health improved, and my family life became harmonious.
I was also very diligent and worked hard at my job. This had a positive influence on my colleagues. Everyone in my company, from the department head to the janitors, knew that I became a truly good person after practicing Falun Gong.
However, on July 20, 1999, Jiang Zemin overrode the nation's laws and initiated the persecution of Falun Gong. Falun Gong practitioners, who believe and follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, have been brutally persecuted ever since.
One day, a provincial leader came to my office and told me to give up the practice. He said that if I refused, the consequences would be dire. Although he knew that we Falun Gong practitioners are good people, he was put in this difficult position by his higher-ups, and he told me to quit several times.
My family was so frightened by the government's persecution that they also encouraged me to quit. With so much pressure from all sides, my mind couldn't handle the stress. I knew that Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, is the most righteous, that Falun Dafa is good, and that the news spread by the authorities about Falun Dafa were all lies. But because of the immense pressure and my fear of being persecuted, I began practicing in secret and eventually lost my motivation to practice seriously.
That all changed in 2002. I was afflicted with a serious illness: malignant end-stage ovarian cancer. The cancer manifested suddenly and progressed rapidly. My whole body was swollen with fluid, and I looked very ill. My illness cast a dark shadow over my family. My relatives and friends were heartbroken. My mother cried constantly as she faced the prospect of burying her child. My daughter had to bear the emotional burden of losing her mother, and my husband was devastated.
Clutching to any shred of hope, my family brought me to the top-tier hospital in the province to see a reputed surgeon. She agreed to operate on me. All my colleagues, from my boss to the casual workers, came to visit me in the hospital. Their eyes were red from crying, but they tried to smile and put on brave faces. Since they thought that this was the last time they would see me, not one of my relatives or friends had a dry eye.
During this moment of despair, I knew that Master Li was the only one who could save my life. Over and over again, I asked him in my heart to save me. I no longer felt afraid. I didn't even think about dying, and I greeted family and visitors with a smile.
During surgery, when the surgeon opened up my abdomen, she had little hope. “That's it,” she said. “Nothing can save her now. The cancer has spread everywhere. She has relatives overseas, so she should travel and enjoy the next few months of her life before she passes away.”
I was not completely sedated and could clearly hear the surgeon's words. I thought to myself, “How do you know I won't make it? I have Master Li, and I am no ordinary person.” After being discharged from the hospital, the first thing I did when I got home was ask my family to bring me my copy of Zhuan Falun. I just wanted to study the book and do the Dafa exercises.
At my follow-up visit to the hospital, the doctor told me I needed chemotherapy. I cried, but I made up my mind right then that I would follow and believe in Master Li and Dafa from then on. I felt a deep faith that Master Li would save me, and I decided to forgo chemotherapy.
Through studying the Dafa books and doing the exercises, my health recovered quickly. When I went back to the hospital for another follow-up exam, the doctors were all shocked by my speedy recovery. They said it was a miracle. “How did you recover so quickly and so well?”
I replied, “I practice Falun Gong—it was my Master who saved me.”
“That's great! Falun Gong is certainly good,” the doctor said. “You should continue practicing, but make sure to get plenty of rest in bed.”
I replied, “I've been taking care of all the household chores: grocery shopping, cooking, laundry, and cleaning the floors. I've been doing all of these chores myself.” She was stunned. She could not believe her ears.
My recovery created quite a stir at my office and among my neighbors, family, and friends. Everyone praised Falun Gong's miraculous power. The hospital had given me a death sentence and said that I would not live beyond three to five months, yet I recovered completely. If they had not witnessed it for themselves and been able to see me standing alive and well before them, they would never have believed my story.
My whole family is so grateful to Master Li and Dafa for saving my life. Every Chinese New Year, they send greetings to Master Li via the Minghui website.
My husband's birthday is in November. Last year he turned 60, and my daughter insisted on holding a banquet to celebrate. At first I felt this wasn't necessary, but then I realized that this would be a great opportunity to let more people know about the goodness of Dafa through my miraculous recovery.
Two days before the celebration, my daughter asked us if we would like to give speeches. When I said that I would, my husband asked what I was planning to talk about. I replied, “You'll find out at the banquet.” My husband wanted me to tell him exactly what I was going to say. He said he was worried that I would have stage fright and asked me to rehearse my speech with him. Yet I insisted that he wait until the banquet.
I've told my family and friends about Dafa, but this was the first time I would speak to a large audience. Moreover, it was at a hotel with a lot of people and other activities, and we had invited many guests. Although they were all family, I was still apprehensive about doing a bad job. I still had fear that my family would not understand.
Finally, I thought to myself, “What am I afraid of? I'm doing the most righteous thing, and fear is not a part of my true self.” With that, I decided to reject my fear. I also recited Master Li's poem every day:
“Live with no pursuit,Die not caring about staying;Clear out all wild thoughts,Cultivating to a Buddha is not hard.”(“Nonexistence” in Hong Yin)
I resolutely decided that I would do a good job.
On the day of the banquet, my daughter hosted the celebration. Many relatives and friends came. My husband gave his speech, and then it was my turn. I began my speech with the regular content. As I continued, I began to go a little deeper. “The reason why I am able to stand here and celebrate with you all today is because my Master has given me a second chance at life,” I said. “I would like to thank my Master for all he has done. You all know what I went through. Falun Dafa is good, and my health is a testament to it. Many of you believe it and have withdrawn from the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations. If you haven't withdrawn yet, today is the opportunity to do so.”
Immediately, two people said aloud, “I haven't withdrawn yet!” After the banquet, I gave each family member, as well as the hotel staff, a New Year calendar containing information about Falun Gong and the persecution. I told them to visit the Falun Dafa website to gain a better understanding of the practice. They all thanked me. One of my nephews added, “Aunty is truly remarkable for being alive today.”
At every special occasion, my family raise their glasses and say, “Falun Dafa is good!” I am truly happy that my family has come to understand the truth.