(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in August 1998. Since then, I’ve had many miraculous experiences, and I’d like to tell you about some of them.
I was seriously ill with advanced uremia (kidney disease). The doctors said there was little they could do and told my son, “Take her home, let her do whatever she wants, cook whatever she likes to eat, it’s already too late—her condition can’t be cured. So I went home and waited to die.
At death’s door, I was introduced to Falun Dafa. I got a copy of Zhuan Falun, but I was illiterate. My younger daughter read the book to me. But after a while, I became restless and yelled out, “Don’t read anymore, it’s pointless. Anyway, I’m about to die.” My daughter replied, “This is a good practice. If you don’t want to cultivate, I will!” She continued to read, and it felt as if a big ice block suddenly hit the top of my head. I was shocked and thought to myself, “Who is so bold and dares to hit me when I’m dying?” I looked around but didn’t see anyone.
I then felt as if my body was about to float up. I turned around and shouted out to the people who were visiting me. It then felt like someone stabbed my lower back three times with a screwdriver. I suddenly felt relaxed and said I wanted to get out of bed. My daughter asked me what I wanted to do. I told her I wanted to wash my face and go outside for a walk.
My niece and daughter brought me some water. I also asked them to bring me a mirror. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was shocked. I could hardly recognize myself: My eyes were so swollen they were slits. My face looked deformed. My back was bent 90 degrees. My swollen legs looked like tree trunks. And my hands were so swollen that my fingers couldn’t be separated.
I felt hungry and wanted to eat something, so my mother-in-law made me a bowl of rice porridge. She saw I did not act like a person who was sick. She told the family that I suddenly gained some energy, which sometimes occurs shortly before people die.
My relatives expressed their concern, but I didn’t listen. I just wanted to go out for a walk. Since it just rained, it was slippery outside, so they told me not to go out—but I didn’t listen to them. I asked my daughter and niece to help me to the gate. After walking, I felt exhausted and could hardly move. They helped me back to the house.
I then told my daughter to read Zhuan Falun to me again. This time, I wanted to listen. She continued reading to me, and we finished the second lecture. That night, I had a high fever. But I ignored it and fell asleep. Ever since I became ill, I did not have a good night's sleep. But that night I slept soundly. I dreamed I was flying and heard the sound of gongs and drums, but I couldn’t see anything.
The next day, I decided to go to the Falun Dafa practice site at a practitioner’s home and learn the exercises. My mother-in-law and family members tried to stop me. But I told them I had to go, and no one should stop me. My daughter and niece helped me get there. I saw people doing the exercises, and I sat and watched them. I also listened while they read the Fa. The practitioners were very kind to me. After I got home, I had another sound sleep, and I knew that Falun Dafa is very good.
The two girls helped me go to the practice site again the next day. When we were done, I was able to walk home by myself. My body was still swollen, but I felt energetic. I was indescribably happy. That night, I had a high fever again. I was so hot that I sat on the cement window sill to cool off. I still felt hot, so I went outside, drew a bucket of well water, poured it into a large basin, and sat in it. It was strange, but I saw steam in the water, like the steam rising from a boiling pot. After sitting in the water for a while, I went back to my room, but I was still unable to lie down. After a long time, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, however, my body was no longer swollen, but it was covered in big purple lumps. When I touched them, they were very hard.
I felt fine the following morning, so I wanted to help my mother-in-law cook. She was worried about me and would not let me help. I told her I was fine, and I could do it. After breakfast, I got on my bicycle to tell everyone I met about the greatness of Dafa and how it helped me recover from the illness.
That night, I noticed that all the big purple lumps were gone. I felt great! On the fourth day, I was completely recovered. Although I was thin, my cheeks were rosy, and I looked healthy. People around me witnessed what happened to me, and they knew that Falun Dafa is amazing. From then on, I embarked on the path of cultivation and went to the practice site every day to read the Fa and do the exercises.
After I began practicing, a miraculous thing happened to my granddaughter. When she was seven years old, a tumor grew under the corner of her right eye. The doctor told us she needed surgery. We did not have much money, and we couldn’t afford to pay several thousand yuan.
I told my granddaughter about Dafa and asked her to do the exercises with me. One day, after finishing the exercises, she looked at herself in the mirror and said, “Grandma, the tumor is gone!” I looked and saw it was true. It was really gone! I told her that Master Li removed it for her.
Last year, my 83-year-old father had a stroke. I looked after him for a month. I read Dafa books to him and asked him to sincerely recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” Gradually, he was able to get out of bed. He has now totally recovered. Not only can he take care of himself, he can also do some work. When my niece got married, my father said in front of all the guests, “Falun Dafa is good! Falun Dafa saved my life!”
One day, my daughter and I rode a motorcycle to the fish farm. On our way back home, the motorcycle lost control, and we hit a big tree. My face slammed into the trunk, and my arms were caught in the branches. My shoes were thrown more than 20 meters away. Luckily, neither of us was injured. The motorcycle was stuck in the tree. After we got it down, we were able to start the engine. The people who witnessed the accident were shocked! They thought we must have died, but we were safe and sound. We knew that Master saved us again!
After the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) began persecuting Falun Dafa in 1999, I lost the group practice environment. It was hard for me to keep up with unfolding events because I was illiterate and unable to read Master’s new teachings.
I was arrested when I handed out truth-clarification fliers. I was sent to a detention center for 24 days. After I was released, I became depressed and seldom practiced the exercises. I wasted time playing mahjong and was also busy making money. Before long, the diseases I previously had came back. My children were afraid that I would die at home and wanted to take me to the hospital.
I knew it was because I didn’t do well in my cultivation. I told them that I am a practitioner, and I would not go to the hospital. They didn’t listen to me and carried me into the car.
After several doctors’ examinations, the prognosis was I was dying, and the hospital refused to admit me. My son found a nephrology doctor to check on me. When she opened my upper eyelids, she exclaimed, “She should have died a long time ago!” I told her that I practiced Falun Dafa. As soon as I said that, she said, “Falun Dafa practitioners don’t need medicine or injections. Why are you here?”
I knew that Master was using her mouth to remind me. I was immediately moved to tears. I said to Master in my heart, “Thank you Master! Thank you for still taking care of me. Thank you for not abandoning me. Please give me some wisdom so I can read Zhuan Falun. After reading it, I’ll know how to cultivate. I won’t be afraid of anything, and nothing can stop me from cultivating.”
I had a dream the night I got home in which Master let me read the Fa. From that day on, I was able to read Zhuan Falun. Soon afterward, I miraculously recovered from the illnesses.
I know that my life was renewed by Master and Dafa, so I devoted my time to assisting Master in awakening people. I went door-to-door and encouraged residents to quit the CCP.
Some told me, “Dafa is so good. Your teacher saved your life, so you are helping others. You are really good and kind!” They repeatedly thanked me. I told them, “Don’t thank me, thank my Master! It’s Dafa that saves you. Please remember Falun Dafa is good!”
There is also a big market fair every weekend in our area. I go there and tell people the truth of Falun Dafa. I ask them to remember “Falun Dafa is good!” and help them quit the CCP.