(Minghui.org) I am a 20-year-old college student. When my mother was pregnant with me, she started to cultivate Falun Dafa (Falun Gong). Since I was born I've had a predestined relationship with Dafa. I have been immersed in Dafa for 20 years and would like to share some cultivation stories.
Being Run Over By a Tricycle
When I about three or four-years-old, my mother was bringing me home while riding a tricycle. I was young and mischievous and could not stay still, so I was constantly moving in the tricycle. Suddenly, I fell down and my head was run over by the tricycle. My head was injured and there was a lot of blood. At the time, my mother did not know I fell down; she only heard a loud “bang” and when she turned around, I was already hurt. She took me and hurried back home. She cleaned my wound and started to read the Fa and asked Master to protect me.
My mother believed in Master and the Fa. As a result, I was immersed in Dafa every day and my head healed completely.
Believe in Master and Believe in the Fa; Don’t Join the Evil Party’s Organizations
During my second year in middle school, everyone was required to apply and join the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) Youth League. Since I was the class monitor, I was responsible for collecting everyone’s applications. The next day, my head teacher called me to the office and asked where my application was. She also told me that if I didn’t join the Youth League it’d affect me in the future.
I remembered what my mother said, “Dafa disciples cannot join the evil Party’s organization, as long as we believe in Master and the Fa we can send righteous thoughts in our hearts.” I told my teacher, “Isn’t joining the Youth League voluntary? Voluntary means it is done with one’s free will. I am not willing to join.” When my teacher heard what I said, she told me to return back to my classroom.
Scalded by Boiling Water Without Scaring
During my three years in high school, I was only able to go home once a month. I had a lot of schoolwork, so I utilized my lunch breaks to study the Fa. One afternoon, I filled my thermos bottle with the hot water in the boiler room so I could wash my head. As soon as I returned back to the bathroom, the handle on my thermos broke and the boiling water in the thermos scalded my legs. It was so painful! I used cold water to rinse my legs, however, the water rinsed off the top layer of my skin, leaving my red flesh visible.
I thought as Dafa disciples, we should not be the same as others and must conduct ourselves better. I endured the pain and cleaned up the broken thermos. I climbed into my bed and turned on the fan to cool down my wound. I leaned against the wall and studied the Fa. When my afternoon break was over, I cleaned my wound and put on a new pair of pants and returned to class.
On a regular basis, we needed to run on the school track. I wanted to be excused because I was scalded by hot water. But I had a second thought, “Aren’t I a Dafa disciple?” I was running on the track every day. Sometimes after running, my pants would stick to the wound. When I returned back to my dorm and lifted up my pants, the wound looked quite scary because my flesh and blood were all blended together. However, my roommates did not notice anything.
One day while I was cleaning my wound, my roommate asked, “What are you doing?” I turned around and saw that she was looking at my wound. She asked what happened and I told her the cause of my wound. She told me that I absolutely needed to go to the hospital. She called her mother who was a doctor who told me, “If the wound is not properly treated, it will be infected and possibly leave a scar.”
Eventually, all my roommates knew about it and persuaded me to go to the hospital. I thought, “I am a Dafa disciple and I believe in Master. I will not give in to the old forces." It’s like what Master said:
“If thoughts are righteous,evil will collapse”(“What’s To Fear?” Hong Yin II Translation Version A)
So I said, “I know you are all worried about me, but the wounds on my legs are healing. Look, I am still running with you every day, right? It does not hurt anymore!” They did not say anything after that.
I did not go to the hospital nor use any medication. In two weeks’ time, the wound healed and after one year, the scar disappeared.
Eliminating My Attachment to Fame and Gain
My grades were often very good because I cultivated Falun Dafa. During an English exam, I was supposed to fill in a word according to the meaning of the sentence but no matter how hard I tried, I just could not remember what the word was. So, I thought I’d finish the rest of the questions and go back to the difficult one later. However, there were still five minutes left, but I still had trouble remembering the word. I thought about peeking at my classmate’s exam, but isn’t this cheating? I am a Dafa disciple and I need to abide by the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. I will not be truthful if I cheat and peek at my classmate’s exam.
Master said,
“...the entire cultivation process for a practitioner is one of constantly giving up human attachments.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)
I decided to eliminate the attachment to fame and gain. At that moment, I remembered the word I was looking for; the bell rang shortly after I finished writing it.
I knew this was a test for me to eliminate my attachment to fame and gain, my ego and dishonesty. After that experience, I would always treat each exam with a calm mind. Even during the National College Entrance Examination, while other classmates were anxious and nervous, I still managed to have time to study the Fa. The process of getting ready for the examination was very relaxed. When the results came back in, I was accepted to the best institution for training graduates to be teachers in my province.
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