[Celebrating World Falun Dafa Day] Behind the Miracles Is Master’s Boundless Compassion

(Minghui.org) With infinite gratitude, I’d like to share some stories from my 23 years of cultivation. They stand as testimony of how amazing and miraculous Falun Dafa is! I join millions of Falun Dafa practitioners in celebrating the 30^th anniversary of Falun Dafa’s public introduction and our Esteemed Master’s birthday!

Reading Zhuan Falun Gave Me a Second Life

My family lived in a town on the outskirts of Chongqing, which was known for its airport. My husband was a well-known local business owner. The locals all said that my husband was a good person and easily made money. My children had good jobs and were good to us. The only flaw in an otherwise perfect family was the chronic invalid, which was me.

My husband spared no expense for my treatment. He pulled a lot of strings and took me to a number of top-grade hospitals to see many experts. In ten years’ time he spent over a million yuan on me, but I only got worse.

The doctor finally told him, “Surgery is out of the question. She would not survive the operation. Take her home and let her rest. Perhaps she will live a few more days.” The doctor also told him to prepare for my funeral.

On the very afternoon I got home, someone brought me a book, Zhuan Falun, and told me that it was a treasure and that I should read it with an open mind as it was the only thing that could save me. At the time, I was gasping for breath even just sipping water. I was exhausted after taking one step, and my vision was blurry due to chronic bleeding in my eyes.

I leaned against the headboard and began to read Zhuan Falun. I read from 4:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. and finally finished Lecture One. I put down the book and immediately fell asleep, exhausted.

I didn’t wake up until 8 a.m. the next morning and felt hungry. I washed up and went to the dining room. I served myself a big bowl of porridge and ate it while gnawing on a steamed bun, with peanuts and pickles on the side.

My family stared at me in disbelief. My husband called my son to the door and said, “Your mother suddenly has so much energy. Maybe this is her last flurry of activity before she dies?”

For more than 10 years, I had not eaten a meal as hearty as this one. For more than 10 years, even when it was 40°C (104°F), I wore a fleece hat padded with cotton, topped with a wool hat that could be tightened, and then wrapped a fleece scarf around my head. If the slightest wind blew on my head, it ached and felt as if it was going to explode.

For over 10 years, I’d suffered from insomnia, even after taking four sleeping pills every night. For over 10 years, my mouthful of ulcers never healed. It hurt to eat anything cold, hot, sour, sweet, or salty.

No one could believe that I, whom so many experts and famous doctors couldn’t cure and even told my family to prepare for my funeral, had changed so radically just because I read Zhuan Falun for five hours! This was not my last flurry of activity before I died. It was a miracle that really happened to me. It was incredible! It was magical!

It was our benevolent Master who snatched me from the jaws of death!

After reading Zhuan Falun and practicing the exercises for one month, my heart disease, liver tumor, sclerosis, cholecystitis, gastric cystitis, colitis, and joint pain that had tormented me for 19 years disappeared. When I stood in front of everyone with a rosy face brimming with energy, they were in awe and said, “Falun Dafa is fantastic!” “It is magical!”

Many people wanted to learn Falun Dafa after witnessing my miraculous recovery.

Master Protects Me and Turns Calamities into Blessings

In mid-March 1999, I put a large steamer with a pound of dried fava beans in it on the gas stove. I added a little water and put it on the lowest heat setting so the beans would soften.

At this time, the local Party secretary and principal of the junior high school came to see me and said they wanted a Falun Dafa book. After chatting for a little while, I walked them downstairs. My four-year-old grandson followed us to play.

The school leaders wanted me to tell them about my personal experience before and after practicing Falun Dafa as well as the miracles Falun Dafa had manifested in me, so we talked for about two hours.

Suddenly, the principal said, “Smoke is coming from your home!” I turned around and saw black smoke coming out of the windows of my home. I ran up to the third floor. I couldn’t see anything due to the thick smoke but rushed into the kitchen and turned off the stove.

The steamer was glowing red. The handles on both sides and the handle on the lid were melted. The wooden window frame above the stove had turned to charcoal from the sparks; the curtain of the spice cabinet next to the steamer was half burned and dripping ashes, with the sparks still running upwards. Needless to say, the beans in the steamer had been reduced to blackened ashes.

I found out later that my grandson had turned up the heat on the stove before he followed me downstairs, and this is what caused the fire.

The neighbors said, “That was an unusual fire. It’s as if a strong force was restraining it, because the things that burned did not send out flames, which would have ignited the wooden furniture in the kitchen. The bottles and cans of cooking oil, cloth curtains, wooden windows and doors, tables and chairs, as well as the wires above the cabinets are all flammable. Plus the window was open and the wind would fan the fire, causing it to spread.”

The entire building should have been in flames in half an hour, let alone two hours! The buildings were old-fashioned structures and shared exterior walls. If the electrical wires had caught on fire, the entire street would have been a sea of flames! It was frightening to imagine! They said that it seemed that Falun Dafa’s Master had protected me!

Indeed, if it were not because of Master’s protection, the consequences would have been unthinkable. I kowtowed to our Esteemed Master for resolving such a great tribulation! Thank you, Master, for your great compassion!

My Grandson’s Miraculous Experience

One day in July 2002, I packed some truth-clarification materials and asked my son to drive my six-year-old grandson and me to our relative’s house in the countryside. My grandson was so excited to see the open fields and the large yard that he ran and jumped for joy.

He suddenly fell on a potted cactus plant and landed on the ground. Wearing only a sleeveless undershirt and a pair of shorts, he was covered with mud and cactus spines. His skin turned red and swollen, and he screamed in pain. Everybody was at a loss and didn’t know what to do.

My son said we should hurry home and go to the hospital. As we headed home all three of us kept saying, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” The 10-mile trip did not take long. We filled a bathtub with water to give the boy a bath.

To my surprise, all the spines sticking out of him were gone, and his skin looked normal. I asked him if it hurt. He replied, “No, it doesn’t hurt anymore!” My son shouted with joy, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”

My grandson had frequent nosebleeds beginning when he was seven years old. After seeing a doctor he got better, but it didn’t take long for them to start again. When he was nine years old and in third grade, the teacher phoned me and told me to bring a clean shirt for my grandson right away.

I arrived at the school nurse’s office and saw the front of my grandson’s shirt was soaked with blood. The nurse said, “The bleeding was so bad that when I closed his nose, the blood flowed out of his mouth. Take him to a hospital!”

I got in a cab with my grandson and asked him, “Do you remember the nine words Grandma taught you?” He said, “Yes, I remember.” “Then let’s recite them together!” I replied. After we repeatedly said them, the nosebleed stopped.

We went straight to the emergency room at the hospital. The doctor carefully examined the inside of his nose and finally said, “There is no problem. Even the capillaries are in good shape. What caused his nosebleed?”

That was the last time my grandson had a nosebleed. He often tells me, “Grandma, I have kept the nine words in my heart. Master has been protecting me.”

That boy is now six feet tall, in good health, has a good job out of town, and is doing well. Every time he comes home, the first thing he does is wash his face and hands and then offers incense to Master and pays his respects!

Walking Away Unharmed

In 2008, my husband was driving through a long tunnel on his way to work. The tunnel was often jammed with traffic. As soon as my husband stopped, a big truck loaded with steel bars crashed into the back of his car, and my husband’s SUV slammed into the car in front of him.

My husband’s SUV was totaled. In accidents like these, people are usually seriously injured, but my husband was unharmed. He did not even hear the loud crash of the three-car collision!

He said afterward, “There is a saying, ‘More scared than hurt.’ But I was ‘Not scared and not hurt,’ not at all!” He said that when his car was hit, it slid to the left, so he could open the door and get out easily. The traffic police and onlookers all said, “You are really blessed!”

Our Benevolent Master has blessed my entire family because we firmly believe in Master and Falun Dafa! When the CCP’s (Chinese Communist Party) persecution was most rampant they all firmly supported my practice of Falun Dafa. Strengthened by Master, they stood up to the oppressors, opposed the persecution, and protected a Falun Dafa practitioner.

My family also encourages me to remain diligent. For instance, ever since the four times of sending righteous thoughts globally were set (in the early 2000s), my husband reminds me at 11:50 p.m. every night to send forth righteous thoughts.

Master said,

“When one person obtains the Fa, the whole family will benefit.” (“Teaching the Fa and Answering Questions in Jinan,” Zhuan Falun Fajie)

Our Esteemed Master is mercifully protecting his disciples at all times. As a result, even troubles are turned into blessings!

Falun Dafa Saved Her

It was especially hot in July 2006 when I went to a township to distribute truth clarification materials. After delivering brochures to every household, I headed home.

As I was passing the farmers’ market, a woman who looked about 60 stopped me. She had uncombed hair, dirt on her face, and a sallow complexion and was emaciated. Her shirt must have been soaked in sweat many times, leaving a white ring after each time it dried, emitting a pungent odor.

She said she was from a certain village nearby and was suffering joint pain all over. She could not move her hands due to the pain in her frozen shoulders, and she had not showered or changed clothes for over a month.

She said many people in her village had worked in my husband’s company, and she also once worked there part-time. She knew I had been sick for over a decade and no amount of money or medicine could cure me. I regained my health by practicing Falun Dafa. She said she finally got to see me that day and begged me to teach her how to practice Falun Dafa.

I said, “There’s too much to tell you all at once. Give me your home address, and I’ll bring you two books. You will understand after reading the books.” She said she was illiterate. I said, “In that case, you should sincerely recite ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!’” She said she couldn’t remember it all.

I walked with her and repeated the nine words with her many times. When we came to a fork in the road, she said she remembered them.

It was early September and school had started. I went to that farmers’ market again to hand out materials. Suddenly a strong hand grabbed my arm. The person asked, “Do you remember me?” I recognized the woman.

She was neat, well-dressed, and spirited! She looked completely different from a couple of months before! She told me last time that she stood there watching me get in the car, but as soon as she turned around, she forgot how to recite the nine words. She was so upset that she wept.

Suddenly, she recalled, “Falun Dafa saves me!” So she kept reciting, “Falun Dafa saves me, Falun Dafa saves me, Falun Dafa saves me...”

She said that the two-mile walk to her home seemed to take no time at all. She felt so hot that she got a bundle of firewood, boiled up a big pot of water, and took a nice bath. While she was getting dressed, she realized her shoulders didn’t hurt anymore, she could move her hands easily, and her joints were pain-free.

She was so happy that she called her two sons, her daughter-in-law, and her husband to come and see that Falun Dafa had saved her!

All her ailments were gone, and she was able to do all the work in the field and at home. She told her family about how she had met me. Her husband was an officer in the military when he was young, and could read and write, so he wanted a Dafa book to read.

She said she kept reciting “Falun Dafa saves me” and was in good health. Nearly two months had passed since we first talked. Her vegetables were all ripe, and she was in the farmers' market selling them.

She was not only blessed herself, but she also got her husband to connect with Dafa and understand the truth. Her entire family quit the CCP and its affiliated organizations. I was so happy for her entire family! I am so grateful to our Esteemed Master for leading this lady to me.

During more than 20 years of cultivation, on the path of validating Dafa, and in the process of clarifying the truth face to face, I can’t recall how many miracles I’ve witnessed. Behind each miracle is the boundless compassion of our great, esteemed Master, and his infinite grace!

Master’s grace cannot be expressed in human language! My family is infinitely grateful to our great benevolent Master!