(Minghui.org) When Falun Dafa first came to our town in 1996, I heard that it had miraculous healing power. I have a son and a daughter, but my daughter was sickly ever since birth. I told my teenage daughter to give it a try and she did indeed regain her health.
I witnessed the change in my daughter, but I had a very limited understanding of Dafa back then. I was very attached to fame, benefits, and sentimentality. I drank and smoked. I mistreated my wife and children at times. I was full of myself and tried my best to always come out on top, but I was still struggling with life.
We struggled even more in the winter of 2004. Since we had just built a house and owed tens of thousands of yuan, I found a job doing hard labor to make some money for the upcoming New Year holiday. To make even more money, I worked a double shift. Although I did earn more, I also got seriously sick a month later.
Just before the New Year, I woke up one night around 1 a.m. I hurt all over. I felt dizzy—like my head was about to split open. It was agonizing. Where would I find a doctor at this hour? I tried to endure until I couldn’t anymore. I woke up my wife. She was scared to death when she saw that my face was black and purple.
“My blood pressure is high. Help me to sit up.” My speech was slurred. I dared not move much, feeling as if blood might run out of all my pores.
“In the morning, please go borrow some blood pressure medicine from my brother. I should be all right after that.” After I took the pill, I did feel a little better, but I still had a hard time sitting up by myself.
My daughter said, “Dad, if you keep saying ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’ and do the Falun Dafa exercises with me, you will be fine.”
I thought, “If I go to the hospital, I’ll have to borrow yet more money. Plus, they might not be able to help me. I might as well give Falun Dafa a try.” So I began reading Zhuan Falun, the main book of the practice, with my daughter. Even though my speech was still slurred, I was able to read.
One week later, I was able to walk with the help of my family. One month later, I was able to walk on my own while holding on to things. But my blood pressure was still up and down. My brother said, “You are only in your 40s. You will have to start taking medication for it at some point or you won’t last long.”
That upset me a bit, and I asked my daughter, “Why isn’t it working? I’ve been studying the Fa and exercising, and I am quite devoted.”
“Dad, haven’t you learned anything in all this time? Are you doing it just to get over your illness? You are only focusing on your blood pressure and have not treated yourself as a cultivator; Master only adjusts the bodies of true cultivators.”
My daughter was right. All that time I had been taking the blood pressure medication. I hoped that the combination would help me more. Looking at my daughter, I noticed how much she’d changed after she learned Falun Gong. I made up my mind to let Master take charge of my life. I got rid of the medicine and continued to study the Fa and do the exercises. Two days later, my symptoms worsened. One week later, I recovered a bit.
My mind was not steady. I asked my daughter what I should do. She told me that Master was cleansing my body, eliminating sickness karma. It was also a test to see if I believed in Dafa or not. I was speechless. My enlightenment quality was so poor. I was ashamed.
I studied the Fa and did the exercises with my daughter that night. When I woke up, I felt so light and comfortable, as if I was a teenager again. It was such a wonderful feeling. I was in tears.
It was only 4 a.m., but I wanted to shout, “Master is taking care of me! Master is taking care of me!” I wanted to visit my brother and tell him, too!
When I got to his place at 6 a.m., he was still in bed. I asked him to check my blood pressure and told him that I was better now. He checked it once. In disbelief, he checked it again.
He checked it five times, and each time, it was 120 over 80 mmHg. “What medication are you taking that works so well?”
I could hardly contain my excitement: “I am practicing Falun Dafa!” I told him everything.