(Minghui.org) As moral values are going downhill in today's society, my home had reached a breaking point like hundreds and thousands of unfortunate families in China. For a long time, my husband was hardly home. Other than coming home occasionally for a meal or for something that he needed, he arrived home very late at night.
One day he came home around 11:00 p.m. and woke me up. I scolded him angrily. He didn't dare to hit me, but he punched out the glass on our front door. His wrist was full of blood. He went to the hospital and got four stitches. Our evening was filled with anguish. I was exhausted. When I found out that he had an affair, with no shame, he said, “All of society is like this!”
Each time when we fought, our eight-year-old son was scared and usually climbed into his bed and covered his head with the blanket.
My husband was young, but he suffered from high blood pressure, lower back pain, leg pain, bloating and often had colds and fever. I also had insomnia and headaches. Although I was only 30-years-old, my hair fell out so much that I had to wear a wig and my face was full of dark spots.
My family struggled to get by.
In 1997, we went back to our hometown to celebrate the Chinese New Year. My grandma, who practiced Falun Dafa, gave me a set of cassettes of the Fa lectures in Jinan.
As soon as I arrived home, I listened to five lectures in one go and my scalp felt numb. The insomnia that I had for a long time disappeared, and I was able to sleep soundly at night. My headaches subsided. I began doing the meditative exercises by following the pictures in the book.
From then on, I listened to the Fa daily and did the exercises. I understood that we need to improve our character if we want to be free from illness. I followed the standards of the Fa and conducted myself according to Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I underwent tremendous changes, both physically and mentally.
I lived on the fourth floor of my building. Ever since I began practicing Dafa, I swept the stairwells from the fourth floor and downwards. Once some neighbors and my family were getting ready for a day trip and waiting for a bus to pick us up in the courtyard. When the bus arrived, all the people were rushing to get on except my son and I. This scene was caught sight by a team leader at work. He said, “Look! People who practice Falun Dafa are indeed noticeably different!”
I no longer fought with my husband. He kept swearing at me, but I didn't fight back like Teacher said:
“As cultivators, you won't fight back when you're beaten or sworn at.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
I no longer complain about him. I have fundamentally changed and am able to ignore anything that is unreasonable.
Seeing how much I changed, my husband felt the goodness of Dafa. Three months later, he also began practicing. He no longer swore and also quit smoking and drinking alcohol. He tried to be more responsible to our family. I could see that he tried hard to conduct himself according to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
One day he told me that he announced to all his colleagues that he practiced Falun Dafa, “I won't take gifts from anyone and won't accept free meals.” Everyone was shocked to see his changes.
Our family became harmonious. Every day after work, we studied the Fa and did the exercises together. Eventually, our home became a practice site and about seven or eight people came to join us to study the Fa. My husband's temperament improved and his health also drastically changed. All his illnesses were gone.
My child had the most radiant and gratifying smiles. He also studied the Fa and did the exercises with us.
On July 20, 1999, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began to launch the most vicious campaign against Dafa disciples. I stood out bravely to validate Dafa because I knew that Falun Dafa was the most righteous Fa. Dafa has saved me and my family's life. I went to appeal again and again, and each time I went, I was illegally detained and tortured.
Under the tremendous pressure, my husband gave up cultivation; he also objected to my practice.
He was one of the people who was deceived by the staged self-immolation incident. He yelled at me. I told him calmly, “That's a lie!” As he was yelling, he set my sitting mat on fire with a lighter and threw it at me. My son and I put out the fire. He also destroyed the clothes that I usually wore.
He once got drunk and went to my neighbor who lived upstairs. He tried to open the door, but couldn't. So he began swearing and called home. By then he realized that he knocked on the wrong door. As soon as he entered the house, he swore at me, hit me and threw things around. Similar things happened over and over again.
Teacher said,
“We all have to guard our xinxing. Other people may do wrong, but we cannot. If you can guard your xinxing these things will pass after a while. They won’t last long. In the end, he will surely change as a result of your own breakthrough in cultivation levels. It’s sure to be like that!” (Teaching the Fa at the Conference in the Midwest-U.S.)
I tried my best to remember what Teacher taught us, especially when I was confronted with the unreasonable troubles caused by my husband. I didn't complain to him nor did I hate him. I only had one thought: I am a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I firmly believe in Teacher Li Hongzhi (the founder) and Dafa.
It was exactly like how Teacher said, when Dafa disciples treat others sincerely, kindly and openly, we would touch others' hearts. My husband awakened. After he saw a DVD which explained how the self-immolation was staged by the CCP, he changed a lot. When he was in a good mood, I clarified the truth more to him and he was able to see the evil plans orchestrated by Jiang Zemin (the former Communist leader). He no longer objected to my practicing cultivation. Sometimes he even reminded me that it was almost time to send righteous thoughts.
Since he stopped cultivation and started drinking and smoking again, all his illnesses returned. He said his body ached. Although he had righteous thoughts toward Dafa, he didn't return to cultivation. Therefore, he could only rely on hospitals and medicine.
When he was hospitalized, the patient who shared the room with him was saying bad things about Falun Dafa. My husband said to him, “How do you know if Falun Dafa is good or not if you haven't read Zhuan Falun yet? There isn't one single sentence in the book that said you can't take medicine.
“I practiced Falun Dafa for two years before 1999, and all my illnesses were gone. After the persecution began, because the manager of my work unit gave me a hard time, I stopped practicing. But you know, my wife is still a Falun Dafa practitioner. She hasn't been sick at all in the last over 20 years. Everybody says she's a good person. I went to Beijing to pick her up several times when she went there to appeal to the government. All my colleagues treat her well. I saw a police officer take all the money in her purse, and you know what? As a result, that police officer got punished and had a strange disease – finger cancer. And he died in his 30s. It's indeed proven that being bad will result in punishment.
“Falun Dafa is practiced by millions of people in over one hundred countries. Only China does not allow them to practice.” The patient then kept quiet. I felt happy for my husband for clarifying the truth so well.
Now, my husband doesn't stop me from practicing cultivation. He is happy to see our seven-year-old grandson practicing with me.
Thanks to Dafa I feel I am totally renewed! Without Falun Dafa, I wouldn't have a complete family.