(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa in 2012. Cherishing this opportunity as a latecomer, I had been diligent about doing the three things. But after my daughter had a baby, I had to go live with her to take care of my grandson all the time, and I slacked off in my cultivation.
Major Surgery
The turning point came on February 9, 2021, three days before the Chinese New Year. A trivial family dispute led to a heated argument with my daughter, resulting in harsh words and actions on my part. The next day at noon, I cooked a big lunch for the family and didn’t have time to send forth righteous thoughts. At lunch, I felt a black hand whack my head, causing excruciating pain. I collapsed.
I couldn’t open my eyes or hear or move my limbs. I could only beg Master Li, the found of Falun Dafa, for help, saying weakly, “Master, save me, Master, save me!” My family called an ambulance, and I lost consciousness.
Doctors operated on my skull. When I woke up, I felt dizzy and fatigued. After being transferred from the intensive care unit to an ordinary ward, I was on IVs and only allowed to eat porridge. I began to listen to Master’s audio lectures every day and was soon able to sit up on my own, surprising the other patients in my room with my speedy recovery.
I had a strong desire to go home and asked Master to help me. A couple of days later, two CT scans in a row showed improvement and I was discharged on February 25, just in time to celebrate the Lantern Festival with my family.
Looking Inward Rewarded
Back home, my grandson was being cared for by my daughter’s mother-in-law, so I seized the opportunity to study the Fa and do the exercises more. Reflecting on my prior state, I diligently rectified my behavior and even sent righteous thoughts more often and longer as well.
After I’d been home for 17 days, I went to the group Fa study. My fellow practitioners were very happy to see me and encouraged me to look inward for any loopholes. I actually didn’t know how to look within and had regarded telling people the facts about Dafa every day as cultivation.
I began to look within rigorously and saw my strong attachments to resentment, showing off, and self-interest. I was also lax about cultivating my speech and looked down on my daughter’s parents-in-law. I used human notions to judge and deal with things. I was ashamed of my previous cultivation state and felt unworthy of Master’s compassion. As I progressed in my cultivation, Master cleansed my body and I discharged a lot of bad things when I had diarrhea.
By concentrating on Fa study, I realized that it was good that this tribulation happened to me because I learned how to cultivate from it. I resumed going out every morning to talk to people and distributed materials about the facts of Dafa.
Months later, while I was sending righteous thoughts, a persistent noise in one ear puzzled me. Later, extreme pain accompanied the noise. Days after that, my sister, noticed something in my ear and used a hairpin to pull out a strip of gauze. Astonished, she exclaimed, “Dafa is marvelous! Your Master protects you!” The fact that the gauze didn’t harm my eardrum or affect my hearing reinforced my unwavering belief in Master and Dafa. I just regret that I didn’t keep the gauze as a keepsake to remember this miracle.
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