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I am a veteran Falun Dafa practitioner who began cultivation in 1997. One winter morning in 2009, I woke up and had trouble swallowing. By night, I could hardly eat or drink since my neck and throat were swollen. The pain was unbearable.
The next day, I needed to deliver informational materials about Falun Dafa to two villages. No matter how much pain I was in, I had to go! I asked a fellow practitioner to go with me. The round trip was about 10 miles, and we left at 9:00 pm and returned at 3:00 am the next morning. I had to rest every mile or so, as the extreme pain and the sweating accompanied me for six hours. However, I was pleased that I was still able to carry out my mission as a Dafa practitioner.
My neck became larger and larger, and I could not swallow water, let alone any food. In spite of excruciating pain, I persevered in Fa study and exercises to eliminate the persecution by the old forces. On the seventh day, a fellow practitioner came to ask me whether I would go to a county level Fa conference. I could not speak, so I wrote on a piece of paper, “Yes!” I said to myself: “I must go to the Fa conference, but I must not let fellow practitioners see my current state!” I studied the Fa and sent forth righteous thoughts without stopping.
On the eighth day, my neck was still swollen and I could not swallow anything. I remembered Master taught us:
“Grand talk counts for naught when it comes to life and death, Actions reveal what is true.”(“The Knowing Heart”, Essentials for Further Advancement II)
I knelt in front of Master's picture and said: “Master, your disciple did not do well and has been taken advantage of by the old forces, and I am sorry that I let you down.”
I thought I had to have some water. After all it was just water, so how could it hurt me? I picked up a cup and took a big gulp, but I threw up violently. I did not give up. I took the cup and began taking one, two...five gulps, and after each gulp, my body would stagger backward, as sweat poured out due to the pain. I pushed my head against the bed and tried to catch my breath. Suddenly I threw up a large chunk of yellow sputum, and then more and more came out. I threw up half a bucket of thick sputum. My neck returned to its normal size, and the pain disappeared. By then I knew I had overcome my tribulation, and I started to cry and felt deeply grateful for Master's boundless compassion.
The next morning after sending forth righteous thoughts at 6:00 am, I went to the Fa conference.
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