(Minghui.org) I have practiced Falun Dafa for over two decades. After I began to practice it, I went from being a sick and ignorant homemaker to a practitioner who understands the true meaning of life, is physically and spiritually healthy, and enjoys a happy family life.
I am 59 years old and was born in a remote, poor mountain village in Inner Mongolia. The Chinese Communist (CCP) caused famine in China and that made things even worse for my family. For several decades I lived with asthma and a persistent cough. When I reached school age, I had no strength to walk, so I had to stay home and help my mother with household chores.
I had several sisters and our family was very poor. When I was 21, my mother forced me to marry a man in Liaoning Province, far away from my hometown.
There were nine people in my parents-in-law's family. All of them mistreated me. My husband often beat me until I was black and blue. After I gave birth to a son and a daughter, my health worsened. I came down with gastritis and rheumatism. I couldn't eat cold or hard food, and even rice could give me a stomachache.
When I got up late, my mother-in-law berated me. If I did not do the farm work, my husband would beat me. I encouraged myself to go on living because my son and daughter were still young.
A lady in our village asked me to come watch Master's Fa lecture videos for three days at the end of 1998. I brought home a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main book of the cultivation practice Falun Dafa. When I opened it, it seemed to me that Master Li Hongzhi, the founder of Falun Dafa, looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere before.
From then on, we held a Fa study group in my empty room. When we studied the Fa together, I listened to them read the Fa.
When I went to bed four days later, I wanted to listen to Master's Fa lectures again. Half awake and half asleep, I saw Master holding my hand and teaching me to read Chinese characters. Master reminded me six times, “Study the Fa diligently; practice the exercises diligently.” It was so vivid that it was not really a dream.
Tears covered my face. A small ugly farm woman like me, with so many illnesses since childhood, bullied by her in-laws, and not knowing any Chinese characters, experienced the power of Dafa.
It was so amazing – I was able to read Zhuan Falun. My husband and son did not believe me, so I read the book to them. They also witnessed the power of Falun Dafa. Dafa has been deeply rooted in my heart ever since.
I no longer suffered stomachaches and rheumatism after I began to practice Dafa. Also, within less than 10 days, I recovered from bronchitis. From then on, I could eat anything, cold, hot, raw or hard, and I could use cold water to wash my face and clothes. I became stronger and had more energy. Now it is easy for me to do farm work.
When my family witnessed this, they became very supportive of my Dafa cultivation.
In the snow, my father-in-law and I took our grain to be milled in a carriage. On our way home, the brakes on a car coming towards us failed. We were both fine, my father-in-law just a little scratched. I followed the Dafa principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and didn't ask for any compensation. I also told the driver how good Dafa is.
I was carrying a bag of sticky buns on my way to visit a friend. A tricycle filled with passengers hit me as I was crossing the street and I fell down. The sticky buns flew all over the place. I didn't give it a second thought, just got up, and picked up the buns. The driver accused me of not watching where I was walking. I told him that I was a Dafa practitioner and would not seek compensation for his carelessness. He didn't say anything and left.
My husband drove me to a mountain field to deliver fertilizer in a horse carriage. The mountain road was very narrow, and he lost control of the horse. I was thrown down a cliff, with stones everywhere. I stood up and told him that I was all right because I have Master's protection.
Another time, after I'd finished digging holes to plant trees and was on my way home, the brakes on my bicycle didn't work as I was going down an incline. A car and a tricycle were approaching me and another car was right behind me. It was a dangerous situation, but I thought as I fell off my bike, “Just let it be.” I was fine and my bike was not damaged.
My husband was getting old, so he could only find work in a mine. A huge rock fell down and rolled towards him. At that moment, he heard a voice telling him to jump. He jumped just in time and the stone rolled past him.
He told friends and relatives about this and said that it was because he always carried a Dafa amulet in his pocket. He was certain that Master protected him.
My husband and seven others were working in a mineshaft when Master gave him a hint that the area between them and the entrance to the shaft would collapse. They didn't sense the trouble, but time was of the essence. Dafa endowed my husband with the strength to pull all of them up and out of the shaft. When he, the last one, came out, the area collapsed, sealing the shaft entrance with more than 10 tons of rock.
They all understood that it was Dafa that saved them.
Six such mine disasters completely changed my husband's view of Dafa, as well as his bad behavior toward me. He used to curse and beat me, but now he is very kind.