(Minghui.org) My youngest son grew up with a lot of integrity and the purest of intentions. He always thought of others. Once, he helped an elderly neighbor lady carry her groceries and walked her home. There was a fire in the college cafeteria, he broke a window and led a few students into the smoke-filled canteen to remove the gas tank and avoid a potential explosion.
When he started to work, he was a trusted staff member and a good friend to his colleagues. He did things for the sake of others, so people were willing to work with him.
When I listened to Master Li Hongzhi’s (the founder of Falun Dafa) lectures on CD, he listened too and embraced the teachings.
However, he was affected by the Chinese Communist Party's persecution of Falun Dafa and bore unbearable pressure just because his parents were practitioners.
Soon after the suppression of Falun Dafa started, fellow practitioners and I went to the provincial capital to seek justice for our right to freedom of belief. The Public Security Bureau, however, detained us in a school until the evening. After my son got the news, he ran from school to my work unit, crying and opening each office door looking for me.
When he got home, I was sitting on the bed. He asked me, "Mom, do you want Falun Dafa, or me?"
I said I wanted both. He said I could only choose one. I thought for a long time and did not know how to answer without hurting him. Finally, I replied: “Falun Dafa.”
Practitioners practice Falun Dafa in ordinary society. Dafa is part of society and family. Both my belief and my children are inseparable to me. But this persecution came so suddenly! I was unclear and answered inappropriately. He immediately started to cry and lay on his stomach for a long time.
He was a stable, introverted young man who grew up under the care of loving parents. But he had a strong attachment to and dependence on my husband and me. However, in the harsh persecution, I, as his mother, had made it seem I was giving him up. It was a heavy a blow and caused him much despair.
Since then, an invisible chunk of ice formed in his mind, which made him indifferent, fearful, and forlorn. This ice blocked his love for me and also closed off his recognition of Falun Dafa.
Quiet and reticent, my son chose not to talk about his feelings. In the 18 years of silence, he experienced a lot of ups and downs. But, his good, pure heart slowly started to heal.
He got married. His wife was kind and virtuous and gave birth to a lovely daughter. His family was happy; but he never mentioned the word Falun Dafa in front of me or my husband.
My granddaughter suddenly developed a fever when she was four months old. She wouldn't drink milk, and her eyes stayed closed. My son and daughter-in-law quickly got ready to take her to the hospital.
I said to my daughter-in-law, “Give the baby to me, so you can clean up.”
I took the baby to the living room and whispered in her ear, “Recite with grandma, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ You won’t have a fever.”
I softly repeated the phrases to her for half an hour. She finally opened her eyes and no longer had labored breathing. She closed her eyes again and became very calm. When my son and his wife were ready to go, I said I would go with them.
We got in the car, while I held the child and kept reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Half-way to the hospital, my granddaughter opened her eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window. I noticed she was sweating from head to toe. Her temperature, however, was lower, and her mood became very good.
At the hospital, the doctor checked the baby and told us she was fine. We only spent 17 yuan on some medicine and went home. During the whole process, my son and daughter-in-law did not say a word.
When my son came to visit in the winter of 2015, my granddaughter developed a fever again. I was with her in one room, and my son was in another room sleeping. I told my granddaughter to recite “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness- Compassion-Forbearance is good.” She did, and became very happy. She recited louder and louder, which woke my son up.
When he heard us reciting “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” he jumped off the bed and packed up, then took his daughter to his aunt’s home without saying a word.
The next day, he brought my granddaughter back. I touched her head and found the fever was gone.
I intentionally asked my son: “Her fever is gone, right?”
He didn’t reply.
Whenever he came to visit, I always looked for an opportunity to tell him to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” so he would be safe. He sometimes frowned, but still didn't say anything.
I knew that the ice in his heart was hard to melt, but I believed that, as time went on, it would melt away. I patiently tried to influence him with my heart and actions.
I am 72-years-old this year. My husband and I have cultivated Dafa for 21 years. We are healthy, happy, and kind people. And we help to take care of our grandchildren selflessly.
There are 11 members in the family, and we try our best to help whoever has difficulty. This has brought harmony and happiness to the family and helped my children focus on work without worrying about grandchildren. They deeply experienced that these blessings are from Falun Dafa.
My three children are all married, so our relatives have increased to dozens of people. They have all witnessed the beauty of Falun Dafa from how my husband and I do things and treat others. They know we are healthy and very optimistic. Even during the most severe period of the persecution, some of our relatives told other people the truth that Falun Dafa is good. Some even became practitioners.
My son hadn't said anything because he did not understand why Falun Dafa had been banned overnight, and why his beloved parents were being repressed by the Chinese Communist Party. He did not understand why his mother had chosen Falun Dafa over him. So silence was his only way to cope with the situation.
The 18 years of silence was broken during this year's Lunar New Year. When we were alone, he suddenly said: "I now believe, and also agree."
Though it was only a few words, I knew his heart was unlocked. I felt deep gratitude in my heart. On the way home, I told him why Dafa disciples only tell people to remember “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” He used to stop me from saying this, but now listened intently.
After the New Year, he and his colleagues had to return to their work unit, which was far away. I told him on the phone to drive carefully and think about the words I asked him to remember. He cheerfully said “I already know.”
My heart at that moment skipped a beat. These were the words I waited to hear for these past 18 years. His bitterness was melted away by the warmth and light of Dafa.
Thanks to compassionate great Master! Thanks to Dafa’s mighty virtue!