(Minghui.org) Since Falun Dafa, an ancient spiritual discipline was introduced to the public in 1992, countless practitioners, including those in their 80s and 90s, have enjoyed improved health. Not only they but many supporters who identify with these values and recite the auspicious phrases, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” have also been blessed. Below are three such examples.
I’m 93 this year and I began to practice Dafa before the persecution started in 1999. Before that, I suffered from a herniated lumbar disc. My legs were constantly numb and stiff. The pain often kept me awake at night and even getting up was difficult for me. After learning Dafa, all that disappeared and I was able to live a full life.
In October 2018, I suddenly became very weak and lost consciousness. My children took me to the hospital, where the doctor said I’d had a heart attack. I remembered that I was a Dafa practitioner and Master was protecting me. I said in my heart, “Master, please save me!” I kept reciting, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I believed that protected by Master and Dafa, I would be fine.
A week later, I was discharged. The doctor prescribed many drugs for me. He kept reminding me and my children that I had to take the pills on time. I decided to practice Dafa and didn’t take them. As I studied the Fa teachings and did the exercises, I was getting better and fully recovered without taking the medications.
On my way to a supermarket last May with my children, I fell down the escalator. I fractured two ribs; bruised my chest, shoulders, legs, and feet; and had a big swelling on my head.
Upon returning home, I intensified my Fa study and did the exercises. Many of my family members were amazed to see me recover so fast—in just two months.
My husband felt unwell a year and a half ago. He went to the hospital, and they discovered he had prostate cancer. The diagnosis hit us hard—it felt as if the sky had fallen.
The doctor said my husband needed monthly injections that would cost 1,200 yuan each. The oral drugs came to 2,500 yuan a month. In addition to other medications, we were looking at coming up with over 4,000 yuan a month all by ourselves.
But despite the treatment, my husband just got worse. He was so weak that he couldn’t walk and had to use a wheelchair. He had a severe stomachache due to the side effects of the drugs. He couldn’t eat much and was emaciated. He was on the verge of dying.
Having practiced Dafa for many years myself, I knew Dafa and Master could help him. I encouraged him to practice Dafa and he agreed. He stopped taking the medications and decided to let Master take charge of him. Several local practitioners often came to study the Fa with us. He said it was very helpful.
In just one month, my husband improved dramatically. He could now eat a big bowl of food and even eating ice cream doesn’t make his stomach hurt. He gained over 10 pounds in one month. He could also walk on his own with a walking stick. He no longer had trouble urinating. In addition, the high blood pressure he’d had for decades returned to normal. He often said, “I’m in my 80s. Most people probably won’t believe me, but I’m doing better now without taking medicine. I’m so grateful to Dafa!”
My father is 85 years old this year. He still has glowing skin and is in good spirits. But he wasn’t like that two years ago.
In the winter of 2020, my father came down with pneumonia and was hospitalized twice, for nearly three weeks each time. But he still didn’t recover. Later, he contracted tuberculosis, and fluid accumulated in his lungs. He was treated, but the fluid couldn’t be removed. Due to an allergic reaction, he had to stop the treatment and was discharged. He took the medication for another six months and still didn’t improve much.
I said to my father, “Since the medicine didn’t work on you, I have something for you to try. Sincerely recite, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’”
In the past, I had told my father stories of people recovering from ailments by reciting the phrases. But due to the influence of atheism, he didn’t believe it. Now, having lost confidence in the treatment, he agreed to give it a try.
Several months later, my father recovered and he also gained weight. When he stayed with me that summer, he told me that he now recited the phrases ten times before he went to bed every day. He felt great, and even the loose muscles on his arms had firmed up. In addition, he no longer had insomnia or nightmares, something that had bothered him for decades because he had killed many large animals when he was young. He said to me, “I didn’t believe in the divine in the past and I thought such beings didn’t exist. But now I believe they do and everything is so true.”