(Clearwisdom.net) I started practicing Falun Gong in January of 1999. I received the book Zhuan Falun from a fellow practitioner, and had read up to Lecture Four. That same day, I was crossing an intersection when a taxi struck my vehicle by the windshield. As the car stopped, I was thrown over one meter away from the car and hit the road quite hard. The car rolled forward slowly, then stopped one yard from me.
I felt sharp pain in my right side, and could not move my hands nor the right side of my body. I tried to sit up. Policemen and the taxi driver came and helped me to sit up. The driver told the police hastily, "It is not my fault. My car stopped when she (pointing at me) hit my car." The officer shouted to him, "Shut up!" while he helped me into a sitting position. He asked me, "Can you get up?" I could not speak, so I nodded my head. The policeman wanted to take me to the hospital. I told him that I did not want to go. Two other policemen were about to take the driver's license information. I told them, "Please don't report him. It is my own fault." The policeman who helped me up said, "You refused to go to the hospital. Now you don't want to take his license information. We won't do anything if you have some issues later on." I shook my head and said, "I won't trouble you." I thought to myself, "Teacher is protecting me."
At that moment, a person in his sixties said to me, "You should ask for money from the driver." I only shook my head and left without saying a word. On my way home, my clothes got all wet from the rain. I was so cold, I started to shiver.
At night, my son was doing homework while I was studying the Fa. In Lecture Four of Zhuan Falun, Teacher said in the section "Improving Character", "A good or bad outcome comes from one thought. The difference in one thought leads to different results." When I read this, I started to cry. My son asked, "Mom, why are you crying?" I told him about my experience that day and said, "Teacher is protecting me, so I didn't die from the accident. Otherwise you probably wouldn't be seeing me right now." My tears kept coming. I was very grateful to Teacher and was determined to cultivate. From that day on, my son read the Dafa books with me.
That was the first time that I witnessed the magnificent power of Dafa. During the past ten years of cultivation, I have witnessed many such miracles.
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