(Minghui.org) Before I practiced Falun Gong, I had a difficult life. When I was only 29 years old, my husband suddenly died from a serious disease, leaving me with our two children. The older child was 9 years old and the younger one was only 6. I did not have a stable job, and felt like my whole world was collapsing.
Left alone with two small children to support and no steady income, I was frustrated and constantly angry. I developed several serious illnesses, including stomach problems, kidney stones and heart disease. I went everywhere looking for doctors to cure my illnesses, but nothing helped. I wished I was dead.
On December 24, 1996, two friends visited me and asked, “Would you like to practice Falun Gong?” They taught me to practice the sitting meditation. I had never sat in the full lotus position with both legs crossed on top of each other before, but that day I sat like that for 40 minutes.
The next day, they gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun and a poster with the exercise movements. Both of my children encouraged me to practice. Because I had not gone to school as a child, I had never learned to read; but every day my children read Zhuan Falun to me. I learned to do the exercises by watching Master’s instructional pictures. When I started to learn, I saw Master’s photo shinning like gold. I was shocked because I had previously accepted atheism and I did not believe in the existence of God and Buddha. I asked my friends about it.
They were very happy and told me that Master was taking care of me and encouraging me. Since then, Master has shown me many miraculous things. For instance, the Falun rotated and each word in Zhuan Falun was shining with Buddha’s shiny image. It was so incredible.
Every day, my children read Master’s articles to me. I knew I should put down the attachments of reputation, self-interest and emotion. I should upgrade my xinxing to cultivate myself. I learned that practitioners suffer in order to repay karmic debts. After I understood many things, I no longer felt hatred and resentment.
After I practiced Falun Gong for 20 days, I knew that Master was purifying my body for me. I threw up and had diarrhea with some dark bloody things. I also had a fever. My children were scared and suggested that I go to the hospital. I said I was fine and Master was helping me to dissolve karma. Three days later all of my diseases were healed and my whole body felt light.
One night, when both of my children were asleep, I held the precious book and told Master, “Master, my children read too slowly. Now they have only read half of the book. When can I finish reading the whole book? If I could read the words by myself, that would be great and I could study the Fa whenever I have time.”
After I said that, I closed the book and went to sleep. Soon I dreamed that Master came out of the book and opened it to let me read.
I nervously told Master, “Master, I have not gone to school, I cannot read these words.” Master put the book down, patted my head and left.
The next day my daughter read the Fa for me. When she read the first line, that line of words would stick out and I could read them. My daughter was surprised and said, “That's incredible!”
Even more incrediblely, I could recognize the words as long as they were from Master’s lectures and articles, rather than from ordinary people’s books. I realized that Master and Dafa had granted me wisdom.
In March 2005, I thought, “I want to go to work in the city, so that while working I can clarify the truth to people.” When this thought emerged, Master helped me.
The next day, one of my friends from the city called me and told me that her co-worker needed a caregiver to take care of her mother. Her mother had fallen down and broke some bones and was bedridden. My friend told her about my situation. She was glad, and asked me to hurry over.
That same evening, when I fed the elderly lady, I told her the facts about Dafa and she accepted all of it. I told her to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion- Forbearance is good.”
The third morning while I fed her, she said, “I'm fine now; I can move.” I thought she was joking. She happily moved her legs and body to show me. She said she no longer felt any pain from her injuries. She also sat up and wanted to walk around. I felt happy for her.
I helped her put on her shoes, and she walked to the living room. Her husband was watching TV and was shocked when he saw her. He excitedly said, “That's amazing!”
Since that day, I used every chance I had to clarify the truth to all of the elderly man’s relatives, friends, neighbors and asked them to do the three withdrawals. They all gained a new understanding of Falun Dafa.
The lady started to study the Fa and practice the exercises with me. One month later, she came downstairs every day to help me clarify the truth and ask people to do the three withdrawals. She also quit smoking and drinking.
Her husband was no longer against Dafa. When he was told to attend a meeting against Falun Gong, he refused to go. He also thanked Master Li for arranging for me to work as a caregiver in his house. I worked in their house for nine months and helped over 50 people withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliated organizations.
On December 17, 2007, I slipped and fell. When I tried to stand up, I could not move my right hand and the skin on that arm was bleeding and the bone was protruding through the flesh. However, I was very calm and asked Master to give me strength.
I sat on the floor and used my left hand to put the bones in my right arm back into position. Afterward I could move my fingers and arm and they did not hurt so much.
My tears poured down. I told Master, “Merciful Master, I, as your disciple, cannot thank you enough for your suffering for me. I only can do the three things well to make Master's saving me worthwhile.”
I went to the Fa-study group and behaved like nothing had happened. One veteran practitioner asked why my hand was swollen so big. I said I fell down. He suggested that I go to the hospital quickly. I said I am a practitioner and it would be OK. Then I went home.
When my daughter saw my swollen hand, she insisted that I go to the hospital. I told her that I'm a practitioner and nothing is wrong with me. She said your bone must be broken. I said even if the bone is broken, it will go back to normal. She said, “If your swelling does not go away within one week, I will take you to the hospital.” I told her emphatically, “In three days the swelling will be gone.”
I could not sleep that night due to the pain. I listened to Master’s lecture tape and sent forth righteous thoughts to deny the persecution arranged by the old forces. The next morning, when it was time to do the exercises, I wondered whether I should practice the exercises or not? My arm was swollen and hard like a wooden club and was very painful. I thought to myself, I am a cultivator. If I don't do the exercises, what kind of cultivator am I?
When I practiced the first set of exercises the bone that was hurt made a loud cracking noise and it hurt so much. I thought, If the bone is broken, what should I do? But I denied this negative thought.
I told myself: My body was given by Master. This flesh body was just like a piece of clothing in this world. When I practiced the third exercise: “Penetrating the two cosmic extremes,” I could not lift my hands. I then used my left hand to help my right hand. When I did the “Both hands go downward following the mechanism,” my hand could not be moved to my back side. I forced myself to do that even though the bone made loud sounds. I firmly held the thought, “Master is looking after me, thus no one is allowed to persecute me.” After finishing the five sets of exercises, all of my clothes were wet with sweat.
On the third day, the pain got worse. Whenever I moved my hand, my right arm felt like it would drop off. I threw up from the pain. The bone made loud sounds. I asked Master to help me, and said, “I need to practice the exercises and nobody is allowed to interfere.”
I cried but still did the exercises. While doing the “Penetrating the two cosmic extremes,” my hands would not move. I thought: Just repeating the movement twice should be OK. As soon as that thought emerged, immediately my hand could not move. I realized it was the evil’s interference. I then recited Master’s words in Zhuan Falun : “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.”
At that time I heard Master’s voice: “Gods walk the earth, validating the Fa” (“What’s to Fear” in Hong Yin Vol. II)
I also heard a voice with accompanying music in another dimension saying, “Come on, you can do it!”
After that day my practice of the exercises returned to normal. Three days later my daughter checked on me and said, “The swelling has really receded.” Since then she and all of our relatives and friends acknowledge the miraculous power of Dafa. My hand was back to normal 18 days later with Master’s help.
On June 20, 2009, I started to copy the Fa regardless of all human notions and interference. Before, Master gave me hints during my dreams and asked me to take the test. However, each time I saw the paper, I could not write anything, so I submitted a blank paper.
I realized that Master was giving me hints to copy the Fa. But I could not use the pen. Whenever I picked up the pen, my hand started to shake. I thought: “Some people attend school for many years but still cannot write well. You did not attend school even for one day, is it really possible?” I was again and again interfered with by thought karma and human notions.
This time, I thought that no matter how big the interference was, nothing was going to block me from copying Zhuan Falun . In the beginning, the interference was very big. I then sent righteous thoughts to eliminate the thought karma and evil factors which were interfering with me.
Every morning I copied the Fa, and in the afternoon, I studied the Fa and clarified the truth and helped people do the three withdrawals. Sometimes, Master used fellow practitioners and my own daughter to give me encouragement. One day, my daughter saw that I was copying the Fa and said, “Your handwriting is good!” I smiled and said, “It's because I'm a cultivator.”
Several fellow practitioners were arrested. Other practitioners used all kinds of ways to try to rescue them. One practitioner told me, “You can write letters to help!” I told her that I just started to learn to write. I was afraid that I could not write well. She said that if I only wrote one or two lines, it would be fine.
I wrote the first letter. I finished writing three pages. But I could not use the correct punctuation and what I wrote was not good. I asked the practitioner who asked me to write letters for help. Then I copied many letters after she corrected mine and mailed them to many persecution unit leaders and jail guards.
After I finished mailing those letters, I wrote a new letter and then hand copied it several times. I mailed the letter to the Politics and Law Committee, the police department, the courts, 610 Office, the police stations, schools, my friends and relatives. I mailed the letters to those individuals that I knew by name. I told them how I regained my health after practicing Falun Gong and the truth about Falun Gong being persecuted.
During the New Year of 2009, under Master’s protection and with the help of fellow practitioners, I wrote a total of over 200 letters. I did this little bit of work since that is what I ought to do during the course of validating the Fa, rescuing fellow practitioners and dissolving the evil.
On March 14, 2010, I continued to hand-copy the Fa. When I got to page 100-plus, I witnessed a miracle and thought that Master had shown this to me to encourage me.
When I began to copy the Fa, each of my pens would only last for a dozen pages and then the ink would run out. However, the last pen I used lasted for 90 pages before it ran out of ink due to my attachment of zealotry. I could not find any words to thank Master for His protection and encouragement.
On September 17, 2010 I finally finished copying the entire book of Zhuan Falun .