(Minghui.org) I obtained the Fa in 1998. Under revered Master's care, together with the help and encouragement of other practitioners during these years, I was able to firmly overcome various tribulations.
There's so much I'd like to tell magnificent Master and share with fellow practitioners. If there is anything inappropriate, please point it out compassionately.
Before I obtained the Fa, I was sick all over. I went to several doctors, but the medicines I took were not effective. I could not eat, got depressed, and even thought I would soon die. Later, I heard that Falun Gong could cure illnesses, so I went everywhere asking and looking for it. Finally, I found Falun Gong practitioners. When they saw that I could not even stand properly, they said that the seriously ill were not allowed. I said that I had to learn.
I asked my husband to learn the movements first and teach me when he came home. My husband would hold onto me while teaching me. Not long after, my mental state improved and my pain lessened a lot. I began to have hope. A few months after I began practicing, all my illnesses were cured. My whole body relaxed and I had unprecedented energy. I read Zhuan Falun when I had time, and, with the help of my husband and practitioners, I could follow and read. This is how I began to practice Dafa.
After my illnesses were cured, Master continued to cleanse my body and I would often feel hot and have diarrhea and blood in my stool. Through watching the Fa-lecture videos, listening to the recordings and studying the Fa, I understood that Master was eliminating my karma. Thus, I could overcome these small tests and tribulations easily.
A year later, however, I suddenly felt unwell one day. I felt that a big test of karma elimination was coming. I called my husband over and told him that this test might be very big and that if I failed it, not to take me to the hospital. (My husband did not cultivate.) He said that this would not do. If something happened, how could he explain it to our family? I said, “Don't be afraid. Get a piece of paper and pen and write down what I have said. I will sign it that my death has nothing to do with you.” Finally, he really got a piece of paper and pen and I signed it after he finished writing.
As I had expected, this bout of karma elimination was very intense. I could not eat anything. If I tried to eat, I would be in great pain and would vomit. My whole body hurt. My arms, thighs, and stomach hurt so much when they were touched that it was as if I was being cut by a knife. I could not eat and could not move my bowels. My stomach swelled bigger and bigger. I was in so much pain that I crawled on the floor the first three days. However, I had this firm thought that this was not an illness, it was eliminating karma. I would definitely not die.
I called my most reliable colleague over (she is not a practitioner) to help take care of me and assist my husband to help me overcome this tribulation. Three days later, I fell into a coma. After another three days, I could not feel myself inhaling and exhaling. My eyes were closed. When my colleague saw that my thighs had become hard, she thought I was already dead and became so frightened that she ran home.
At that time, I was staying in a factory dorm, and my colleagues really thought that I was dead. On the seventh day, when my son saw me he said, “Why not leave, Mother? Don't suffer like this.” My husband was holding my hands tightly and he was extremely sad. Suddenly, he felt my hands move slightly and he began calling my name. My eyes opened gradually and I came around. I overcame the deadly test.
After I woke up, I was thirsty and wanted water, so my husband brought me a cup of warm water. He gave me a sip, and it made me feel very, very cold, so he boiled half a pot of water. He poured a cup of the hot water and wanted to cool it before letting me drink. Suddenly, I reached for the cup and drank all of it. I didn't know where my strength came from. After I drank the hot water, I felt fine and continued to drink another cup of hot water. Everyone was stunned. My sister said, “She drank two cups of boiling hot water. She must have lost all sensation in her stomach, so she doesn't think it's hot.”
I slept very well that night. As soon as I woke up, I felt like eating. After I washed myself, my husband supported me, and we walked out. We were just in time for the shift change. The whole factory of more than 1800 workers saw someone who was considered dead suddenly walk out alive. This was immediate, explosive news.
After eating a big bowl of noodles, I was completely normal and no longer in pain.
This incident is a testimony to the miraculous power of Dafa, and everyone said that even a dead person who practices Falun Gong can come back to life. After that, more and more people in our factory began practicing. I also became a well-known figure.
After July 20, 1999, due to the CCP's persecution and because I did not study the Fa in depth and lacked confidence, I slowly began to slack off in studying the Fa and practicing the exercises. Gradually, I became attached to doing housework and later, I did not even read the Fa or do the exercises. I was even addicted to playing mahjong. Then my son got married and had a child, and I was even busier the whole day with taking care of my grandson and doing housework. I plummeted and totally conducted myself as an ordinary person.
Master said,
“If you do not follow the requirements of the Fa, you are not a practitioner of Falun Dafa. Because you want to be an everyday person, your body will be reset to the level of everyday people and the bad things will be returned to you.” (Lecture Two in Zhuan Falun)
Once again I got ill and, due to pain, I could not bear to have any part of my body touched. Because I had slacked off in Fa study, I did not remember that I was a practitioner. I allowed myself to be taken to the hospital, where I was placed on a drip. However, I did not get better. Instead, all the salt water that flowed into my vein came out of my mouth. The doctor asked me what was going on, and I suddenly enlightened and said, “I practice Falun Gong. Nothing affects true cultivators when they go to the hospital for treatment.” The doctor said, “Then you should go home and practice the exercises.”
I enlightened that Master was still looking after me and hadn't given up on me – a disciple who was not diligent. I should go home and practice the exercises. After returning home, I ran into a former practitioner. He said indignantly, “I don't want to see you. I feel angry when I see you.”
Before I began cultivating, if someone had spoken to me that way, I would've slapped him or at least had a big argument with him. This time, however, I didn't say a word. I felt Master was using this practitioner's words to criticize me. When I got home, I took out all my Dafa books. Looking at Master's photo, I cried. I cried the whole night in abject remorse. I said, “I've let you down, Master! From today onwards, I will always follow you and walk on the path of validating the Fa.”
Later, I studied the Fa and sat in the lotus position and bore the pain for more than half an hour. I slept soundly after that. The next day when I woke up, all my pain was completely gone.
Since the last lesson, I had secretly resolved: “From today onwards, nobody can sway me in my determination to believe in Master and the Fa. I will not only diligently study the Fa and practice the exercises. I'll also go out to clarify the truth and distribute materials every day.” I did less housework and was not as attentive in taking care of my grandson. My son got upset and tried to hinder me. In addition I was arrested and taken to the police station a few times and detained. Then my son tried even harder to prevent me from practicing. He tried to force me to give up cultivation many times, but I didn't waver.
One day he suddenly took a long knife and pointed it at his chest. He said, “Let me ask you again. If you still want to do this practice, I will stab myself.” I was surprised and suddenly thought of Master's words, “If you are free from this sentimentality, nobody can affect you.” (Zhuan Falun) I thought, “If he is my son, he can't run away. If he is not my son, I am not afraid if he runs away. I won't let anything affect me.”
I do not know where the courage came from, but I just shouted, “I must cultivate to the end!” Then I slumped to the ground, and tears ran down my cheeks. I did not want to raise my head and look at him. I heard the knife fall on the floor. My son ran out, and after that, he did not interfere with me again. Later I enlightened that it was Master who was testing me to help me overcome my attachment to family.
When I first began practicing, I could barely read, but now I can read all the Dafa books. Everyday, I wake up just after 3 a.m. to do the exercises and study the Fa. Other than doing a small amount of housework every day, I distribute materials and encourage people to withdraw from the Party in addition to going out to clarify the truth. I distribute materials to residential compounds, shopping malls, and supermarkets. I walk from street to street, going to cities and villages. I've also helped establish over a dozen Fa-study groups. We study the Fa and share. Both the new and veteran practitioners improve very quickly.
One day I talked about teeth with another practitioner because I had a decayed tooth and two loose teeth about to fall out. It might have been due to an attachment that the discussion deviated from Dafa, and that afternoon, half of the decayed tooth suddenly fell out with the root. Later, the tooth started to ache and it became more and more painful. Finally, even my head started to ache. I did not make dinner nor did I eat. I could not sleep or sit.
I asked my husband to play Dafa songs for me. As I listened, my tooth didn't hurt as much, and I started to hum along. I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I touched my tooth. Oh! The half tooth with a hole felt smooth. I looked at it in the mirror and saw that the half tooth that had fallen out was replaced with a clean new tooth.
During group Fa-study the next day, I told everyone what had happened. Everyone looked at my tooth and said that it was a miracle. Also, the two teeth that were loose were solid, and I could eat anything.
Later, when I had an attachment, my teeth start to get loose. When my righteous thoughts were firm, so were my teeth. Later, I thought that I must firmly negate the old forces' arrangement. My teeth are not supposed to fall out, so my teeth never fell out again.
My experience is that as long as we believe in Master and the Fa, have righteous thoughts, and do what is right, there is no test or tribulation that cannot be overcome, and miracles will happen.
Under Master's infinite grace, one can only be diligent and become one with Dafa and follow Master home.