(Minghui.org) I am 60 years old and live in a small mountain village in northeastern China. Everyone in my family of three generations practices Falun Dafa, also known as Falun Gong. It is an ancient spiritual and meditation discipline. Its three core tenets are Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance, and it includes five slow-moving exercises.
Protected by Master Li (the founder of Falun Gong) and bathed in the Buddha’s light, my family has experienced many amazing things, one of which is my son’s medical miracle.
My son had small lumps on his face and body when he was three years old. I did not pay much attention to them because they did not hurt.
In 1995, by the time he was 10, the lumps had grown bigger and longer. They expanded and grew together. We took him to see dermatologists, but the condition only got worse after treatment.
The big lumps on his chest and back grew into something like flesh sticks and intertwined with each other like tree roots. They looked horrible.
We went to the provincial hospital, where a Japanese dermatologist was consulting at the time. After many tests and exams, experts confirmed it was tuberous sclerosis. It is a rare genetic disease.
The experts said there was no cure. It could only be controlled by drugs to inhibit the growth of the tumors. Once the tumors, especially those in his brain, grew bigger, they would press on the nerves, and my son would develop epilepsy. As the condition worsened, he would eventually become paralyzed and die. They said that my son wouldn’t live very long.
We were petrified. My heart felt like it had been cut into pieces.
The Western doctor told us he knew a famous doctor of Chinese medicine in town who might be our only hope. We quickly located him. In his decades of practice, my son was only the second person with this disease he’d ever encountered, and the first one did not live to 18. He said that the medicine he prescribed could only inhibit the growths and that my son would start to have symptoms of epilepsy within two years. He did not know how long my son would live beyond that.
We brought home a big bag of Chinese medicine for my son, but it didn’t do much good. Two years later, on November 6, 1997, he started having epileptic-type seizures. When he did, his thumbnails dug deeply into the flesh of his middle fingers.
The seizures came more frequently and lasted longer. They could happen at any time—while he was eating, walking, or taking a shower. Sometimes they started with a severe headache. The pain would make him scream and thrash about.
We never passed up a lead to try to find a way to treat the epilepsy and alleviate my son's pain. We took him everywhere, no matter how far. We even tried witch doctors. But our efforts were in vain. We closed down our business to look after him day and night. We couldn’t do anything to help him and could only wait for the inevitable.
When we were at a dead end, a kind neighbor said to us, “Go practice Falun Gong! That can save your son.”
As our last resort, we started to practice Falun Gong.
We were new practitioners and did not know the principles of Falun Gong clearly at the time. We had my son listen to the recorded lectures of Master Li Hongzhi (the founder of Falun Gong) and take the medicine at the same time. Strangely, when we used up the medicine we had, the new package got lost in the mail and never arrived. I was worried, but my wife had stronger righteous thoughts. She said to my son, “Let’s leave our lives in Master’s hands!” My son agreed.
Master said,
“To really dispel such tribulations, karma must be eliminated.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun, 2014 translation version)
Before we started to practice Falun Gong, my son's face turned purple and his limbs were icy cold when he had a seizure. While he was eliminating karma for about three weeks, he had seizures every few minutes, but he looked different when it happened. The worse the seizure, the better he looked. His face glowed and his limbs were warm. He sweat a lot and his clothes were soaked. Also, the pus that oozed from the wounds in both of his middle fingers had a strong smell of Chinese medicine. We realized that Master was cleansing his body.
My son saw many Falun (Law Wheels) spinning in the room during that time. He also saw someone dressed in yellow walking around the room. This strengthened his belief in Dafa and Master.
Master said, “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun, 2014 translation version)
On the last day of this karma elimination process, my son cramped nonstop for 16 hours. We firmly remembered what Master taught us. Because of my son’s strong belief in Dafa and Master, he passed this difficult test. He was saved by Dafa from the verge of death.
My son regained his health a month later and was back to normal. My relatives and friends were stunned to see that, after years of unsuccessful medical interventions, cultivating Dafa for just a little over a month cured him.
News of this medical miracle spread far and wide. Everyone in our small mountain village could really sense that Falun Dafa was extraordinary and powerful. As a result, more than 60 people took up the practice.
My son is 35 now and as hardworking as other men from the northeastern part of China. He has never needed medicine since then. On the special occasion of World Falun Dafa Day, I’m sharing his story to celebrate Dafa’s extraordinary power.