Master Helped Me Pass the Test of Life and Death

(Minghui.org) My wife and I started to practice Falun Dafa at the same time. After the Chinese Communist Party (CCP)’s persecution began in 1999, we slacked off but did not completely give up, because Falun Dafa had taken root in our hearts. It wasn’t until a few years ago that we began practicing cultivation solidly and doing the three things.

At 8:00 p.m. on May 15, 2021, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the left side of my chest, as if someone was trying to tear my heart out—it felt like I was suffocating. I knew the old forces were exploiting my loopholes in cultivation to persecute me. I immediately sat down and tried to send forth righteous thoughts, but the pain was so excruciating that my mind went blank.

It suddenly occurred to me I should ask for Master’s help, so I called in my heart over and over, “Master, please help me...” Gradually, the pain eased a bit.

The next morning, my wife called me for breakfast, but I had no strength or energy to get up and I couldn’t get out of bed. My wife asked another practitioner to come and help us send righteous thoughts. The practitioner saw my situation and decided to stay. She and my wife spent the entire night sending righteous thoughts for me.

On the third day, two more practitioners came. After sending righteous thoughts, we shared our understandings of my situation based on the Fa. Suddenly, I felt an explosion in my chest, followed by something rushing out of my throat. My wife quickly grabbed a garbage can for me.

Black and purple-colored blood mixed with blood clots which stank like rotten food gushed out of my mouth! I coughed non-stop and vomited blood. My mind was blank and I gasped for breath.

The other practitioners suggested that I recite the Fa, but I couldn’t recall anything. One said, “You must be able to identify your true self and distinguish it from the false self. Some bad beings are controlling you⸺keeping you from recalling the Fa and making you confused⸺for their evil purpose. You must reject them and ask Master for help.”

This situation went on for more than two months.

As time went on, my righteous thoughts waned. My siblings and their spouses found out about my situation and blamed my wife for not taking me to the hospital. Given my weakened righteous thoughts, my wife said to me, “Why don’t we go to the hospital?” My son agreed, “Yes, let’s go. At least we can take an X-ray to see what’s going on.”

I kept examining my cultivation but I could not find my loophole. I had not cultivated diligently or met the requirements of the Fa. I wasn’t confident about my cultivation state, so I thought, “Alright, I’ll go. At the very least, my wife and my son won’t be blamed regardless of the outcome.”

Because I decided to go to the hospital, a fellow practitioner came and suggested that I memorize the article “Expounding on the Fa.”

I thought, “That’s right, a Falun Dafa practitioner can never be separated from the Fa.” I hand-copied Master’s articles, “Expounding on the Fa” and “Buddha Nature” and took them with me to the hospital.

I went to the hospital on September 29, and regretted it as soon as I arrived. I was annoyed by all kinds of medical tests and examinations and was exhausted from going upstairs and downstairs to get them done. I could not study the Fa until I got all of them done.

In the afternoon, I vomited blood on the bathroom floor again. I saw a garbage can outside, and ran over to throw up in it. I asked Master for help, and my vomiting was relieved.

The cleaning lady saw my wife cleaning the bathroom and said, “Leave it to me. Your husband has vomited so much blood, hurry up and find the doctor!” My wife went to tell the doctors and nurses. The doctor said there was nothing they could do, and told me to wait in bed.

Returning to bed, Master’s Fa occurred to me,

“But how could a divine being have ordinary people administer treatment on him? And how could ordinary people heal a divine being’s sickness?” (Teachings at the Conference in Los Angeles)

“I mentioned that divinities, or holy people, such as those who have cultivated in the mountains for hundreds or thousands of years, would never go to the hospital. Isn’t that right? More likely, doctors from the hospital would seek them out when sick. (Laughter and applause.) That’s the idea. So be sure to keep all of this in perspective.” (“Teaching the Fa in Washington D.C. in 2018”)

I told myself, “Isn’t what’s happening showing me that the hospital can’t cure me? I want to go home! Let go of myself and give everything to Master. Everything is up to Master.”

I shared my thoughts with my wife, and she said, “It’s up to you.” I decided to go home.

The night I got home, I felt something was in my chest, and I started to vomit blood again. I believed it was because I had taken an injection in the hospital to stop the internal bleeding, and now Master was helping me eliminate the poison.

I recalled what Master said,

“When a tribulation arrives, if you, a disciple, can truly maintain an unshakable calm or be determined to meet different requirements at different levels, this should be sufficient for you to pass the test.” (“Expounding on the Fa,” Essentials for Further Advancement)

My mind calmed down. By maintaining this thought, I stopped vomiting and had a good night’s sleep.

From that point on, I studied the Fa and did the exercises every day. I stopped vomiting blood and I felt fine. I completely recovered from an illness that hospitals could not cure simply by steadfastly studying the Fa and doing the exercises at home.

My experience not only let my family and fellow practitioners witness the miracle of Dafa, but also convinced people around me that Falun Dafa is wonderful.

Thank you, Master, for giving me a second life!

Thank you, fellow practitioners, for your timely and selfless help!

I realized what my loophole was. I played games on my cell phone and listened to novels online a lot.

I am ashamed that I let Master down. I will practice cultivation diligently, do the three things well, save more people, and live up to Master’s merciful salvation!