Terminal Stomach Cancer Healed After Practicing Falun Dafa

(Minghui.org) I am a 59-year-old woman, who has cultivated Falun Dafa for the past six years. I am married to a loving husband, with an older son and younger daughter. Except for our daughter who is still studying in college, everyone in our family has a stable job. With everyone in good health and the family financially well-off, we are the picture of an ideal family. Things were not always so smooth for us, however.

Stomach Cancer Cured by Dafa

In 2011, an acquaintance introduced me to a financial investment scheme. I invested 500,000 yuan but was unable to withdraw a cent after three years. The fraudster had taken our money and run. In order to get back my hard-earned money, I went around submitting lawsuits. However, I kept running into roadblocks. At the same time, instigated by his girlfriend, my son often got into conflicts with me. The accumulated resentment made me so angry that I was frequently unable to eat. 

In June 2016, while working at the factory, my stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable. An unpleasant smell also began to emanate from my gut. I consulted a doctor in a small clinic, who told me, “Your condition is caused by anger.” He prescribed some medication and gave me a month’s worth of injections. However, my condition only worsened. Eventually, my husband forced me to visit the hospital, where I was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Initially, my family hid the diagnosis from me, though their expressions gave the bad news away. Later my daughter told me, “When Dad heard you had stomach cancer, he fell to the ground in shock.”

After receiving the news, my husband, crying, knelt down before the doctor and begged for him to save me. However, modern medicine is relatively powerless in the face of terminal cancer. After chemotherapy, most patients lose their hair and their body’s immunity also declines. The disease could even worsen. But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, most people will try their best to seize it. I did everything the doctor recommended, whether surgery or taking medication. After the operation, the wound was so painful that I could not even turn over.

Two weeks after my discharge, I kept pondering, “How did I suddenly become so ill? I don’t want to die just like that.” I remembered my elderly aunt, who possessed highly accurate fortune telling powers. I decided to pay her a visit. That same night, I had an amazing dream. A huge Buddha, emitting rays of golden light, appeared before my eyes with his legs crossed in full lotus position and hands conjoined. With a smile, he told me, “You will be all right!” I woke up the next day in awe.

On reaching my aunt’s home, I cried and told her, “Auntie, I have stomach cancer. I won’t be alive for long!” My aunt looked at me and said, “You will be all right!” On hearing my crying voice, my cousin rushed out from the kitchen and advised me, “Practice Falun Gong! You will be fine after practicing! Did you know that I used to have many serious illnesses, including hyperthyroidism, breast hyperplasia, and I even underwent a hysterectomy. Modern medicine could not cure my conditions. Yet within three years of practicing Falun Gong, my illnesses all vanished.”

On hearing her words, I replied, “Then I, too, will practice!” After hearing about my dream from the previous night, my cousin happily exclaimed, “Falun Gong is a cultivation practice of the Buddha School. Falun Gong’s Master was trying to send you a message! Your destiny has arrived!” Fearing my body would not be able to tolerate the strain from the exercises, my husband told my cousin, “Teach me the movements first. I will slowly teach my wife the movements after we return home.” My husband learned the first two sets of exercises and borrowed a copy of Zhuan Falun.

At first, I could hold my arms in the raised position for only two minutes. As the days progressed, I managed to sustain my position longer. I also read a chapter from Zhuan Falun every day. In less than seven days, I felt stronger and lighter.

On my next visit to the hospital for my follow-up consultation, I noticed that fellow patients needed the support of others to take the elevator to the examination room. I was the only one who walked the entire flight of stairs by myself. Even a healthy person would have experienced tiredness after climbing all 13 floors, yet it felt effortless, as though someone was pushing me from behind.

The doctor was surprised, as my healthy complexion did not resemble that of a cancer patient. After examining me, the doctor was shocked. He asked, “How did you recover so fast? Do you have any religious beliefs?” Having just started cultivation practice, I was hesitant to tell him I practiced Falun Gong. However, a terminally-ill patient sitting nearby pestered me to disclose the details. I told her the truth about Falun Gong and imparted to her the phrases “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I also advised her to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). That was my first experience in clarifying the truth of Falun Gong to sentient beings, even as the persecution continues.

Clarifying the Facts and Persuading People to Quit the CCP

Having witnessed the improvement in my physical and mental health, my relatives and friends needed little persuasion to quit the CCP and its youth organizations. A total of 43 people successfully agreed to withdraw from the CCP organizations. After reading the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party, my husband came to understand the evil ideology of the CCP. He also started reading Minghui Weekly. Thereafter, he fully encouraged my truth-clarification activities, and even clarified the truth to others on his own, successfully persuading many people to quit the CCP.

I venture out two or three times a week on average to clarify the truth with fellow practitioners. Once, while passing by a construction site, I saw a migrant worker in his 50s or 60s, bent over unnaturally while moving bricks. On seeing his listless appearance, I went up to him, “You look tired, why not take a break?” He turned around and replied, “I’m sick. I have esophageal cancer.” I said to him, “Let me tell you a way that will help. Recite ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ frequently and you will get better. In addition, let me give you a beautiful desk calendar. You will receive blessings the more you look at it!” The man accepted my advice and gift positively, thanking me profusely. A year later, I chanced upon the same construction site. The man was still working there. However, he looked healthy, strong, and full of energy!

I also encountered dangers while clarifying the facts outside. With Master’s protection, each time, the danger would be averted. Once, while clarifying the truth to two elderly people at the side of the road, a plainclothes policeman nearby overheard me and approached. He grabbed me and insisted that I get in his car. I hurriedly hid the rest of my truth-clarification amulets in my inner clothes while he was distracted. Then I silently prayed, “Master, save me. Master, save your disciple!” Unexpectedly the policeman asked, “Why are you practicing this exercise?” I replied, “I had cancer in the past, but Falun Gong healed me. Do you think I can stop?” On hearing my story, he took my picture before letting me go.

Personal Cultivation Experiences

In July 2020, my stomach became swollen and I found myself unable to eat. When my family asked me to visit the hospital, I said, “I’m not going. Since I’m a practitioner, this is an illusion and a test. I will get better soon!” That night in my dreams, someone told me, “Go to the hospital!” I replied, “I’m a cultivator, so I won’t go!” Instantly, a big hand pushed me before a man in a white coat. This man took a pair of long scissors and cut my stomach twice. The following day, I found that my symptoms had disappeared.

On yet another occasion, I heard about major demolition work scheduled to be conducted nearby. As this coincided with my son’s marriage date, I asked the demolition team to delay their work until after my son’s marriage. The company refused to reschedule. On grounds that our family was willfully obstructing demolition plans, the police station sent a dozen officers to detain my son. I was so angry that I fainted on the spot. As my son had to send me to the hospital, the police failed in their attempt to take my son away. At the hospital, the doctor determined that my blood pressure was too high and wanted to administer an infusion. When I refused, my son became angry. “Do you still want to see me get married?!” Unable to persuade my worried son, I silently said to Master, “I’m a cultivator. The medicine will not be successfully administered.” As a result, all four attempts to place the IV needle in a vein were unsuccessful.

One day, my right leg suddenly became so swollen that the skin was stretched and shiny. My knee became particularly painful. Coincidentally, my neighbor suffered similar leg symptoms and had just come back from the clinic. The clinic had cured her leg problem, so she handed me their business card and encouraged me to pay them a visit. My heart was moved and I decided to visit the following day. Unexpectedly, my leg recovered overnight and everything was restored to normal. I silently apologized to Master. “I’m ashamed! My understanding was poor, and I caused Master to bear another burden for me!”