(Minghui.org) I am a 75-year-old Falun Dafa practitioner who obtained the Fa in 1998. Since stepping onto this cultivation path, I have experienced many tests and difficulties. Each time I had difficulties, I held one strong thought in my mind, “Master will take care of me.”
I lost my parents when I was four years old. I was raised by my brother and did not go to school, so I am illiterate. But I looked at Zhuan Falun while listening to fellow practitioners read. I was eventually was able to recognize all the Chinese characters in Zhuan Falun could sometimes read a couple of paragraphs by myself.
The changes in my body were also amazing. Before practicing Falun Dafa, my six children and I had a hard life. I developed many ailments and became far-sighted when I was in my 30s.
My vision improved and all of my illnesses disappeared after I started practicing Falun Dafa. To prove it to my daughter, I showed her that I could thread a needle easily. She was amazed.
I have been involved in two accidents and survived both. Whenever I ran into a problem, I kept one thought in my mind, “I will listen to Master; Master will take care of me.”
When another practitioner and I were distributing informational materials about Falun Dafa on our way home from a group Fa study, a motorcycle hit me and knocked me down.
The practitioner walking ahead of me heard the noise and ran back to me. I told her I was okay. But that was not quite the truth. My arms and hands were numb, and I had chest pain. There were also several bruises on my left arm and chest.
I put my right hand on my chest and asked Master to save me. A voice in my mind kept saying, “Master will take care of you. You will be fine.”
I kept studying the Fa and did the exercises the next day. Before long, the swelling on my arm disappeared and I was no longer in pain.
In the spring of 2015, a car passed closely by me when I was crossing a road, and the rear view mirror caught my clothes. I was dragged for some distance and then fell down. The car quickly drove off.
This time my palm was scratched and started to bleed. I couldn't move my left arm, which was swollen by the time I returned home and really hurt. I asked Master to take care of me. I knew I might have paid for a life.
Later, my son took me to a hospital. An X-ray showed that my left wrist was fractured. The doctor put a cast on my hand, and I checked out of the hospital.
I did not take any medication and recovered completely within about three months. All I did was practice the Dafa exercises and study the Fa every day.
I noticed some blisters on my waist one summer day. They looked like a shingles rash. There was an old saying, “When the blisters completely encircle the waist, the patient will die.”
I could not fall asleep because the blisters hurt so bad. I did not lie down on the bed because the blisters were broken and oozing. I sat on the floor during the night, put my arms on the bed, and leaned against the bed to get some rest. I believed firmly that Master would take care of me.
My sons tried to take me to the hospital. I refused and told them that Master would take care of me. My sons then asked the doctor to make a house call.
When the doctor arrived I said to him, “I practice Falun Dafa. I have Master to take care of me. I am not a patient.”
The doctor responded, “It is very serious. How can you still believe that it is not an illness? You shouldn’t hold blind beliefs. When people are sick, they need to be treated. If you don't want to take any medication by mouth, at least apply some cream.”
Neither the doctor nor my sons could change my mind. Without any medication, the blisters gradually formed scabs and fell off.
My kids were convinced this time of the goodness of Dafa.