(Minghui.org) I am 73 years old and have been practicing Falun Dafa for 28 years. Dafa teaches people to be kind, do good, and consider others when encountering difficulties. It was through measuring what I said and did with the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance that I corrected my improper words and deeds. Since then, my health has improved, my heart has opened, and I have become more willing to help others. Seeing the positive changes in me, my family members support my practice. Here, I would like to share a few of the miraculous things I experienced since practicing Falun Dafa, to testify to its beauty and extraordinary nature, and to help more people understand the truth instead of being deceived by the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) lies and propaganda.
In 1999, I was hit by a car while riding an electric bike. I suffered a concussion, two broken ribs, and fractured my femoral head. The driver took me to the hospital, where I stayed for 10 days. As a Dafa disciple, I felt I shouldn’t remain in the hospital, so I discussed being discharged with my family. The doctor said my bones hadn’t healed yet, but I insisted on leaving. In the end, my family carried me out of the hospital.
At home, I was able to study the Fa. Then some practitioners brought me several “Falun Dafa Day” stickers. So I got out of bed, walked outside to the door, and put a sticker on it. When my son came home from work, he saw it and asked, “Who put this here? Well, whoever did it, it definitely wasn’t you.” I couldn’t help smiling. Given my condition, he thought there was no way I could even stand up. He never imagined that cultivating Dafa could be so miraculous.
Cultivation brought about tremendous changes in me. I never attended school and couldn’t read or write. Since practicing Falun Dafa, not only can I read Dafa books, but I can also type on a computer. People asked me how was I able to type. I told them I don’t know Pinyin, I just pressed a few keys and the characters I wanted appeared. It was amazing!
Since cultivating, I have had few human notions, little fear, and no worries. I also learned things quickly, like riding a motorcycle, an electric bike, or driving a car. Someone just quickly told me how to operate it, “Turn this,” “Step on that,” “Press here,” and I got it right away. Things that seemed difficult to others were easy for me. Whatever I wanted to do, I could do it. It felt as if everything had already been arranged in advance, simply waiting for me to carry it out. These were abilities and wisdom granted to me by Falun Dafa.
When I took driving lessons, I was the oldest in the group. The younger students lacked confidence and invited me to give gifts to the instructor. I knew I couldn’t support this improper trend, as Master teaches us to be good people, and it would also be unfair to others. I said, “I’ve already paid the tuition; I’m not giving gifts.” As a result, the instructor became unhappy and stopped teaching the lessons properly.
Later, when we moved on to training for the on-road driving test, they again invited me to give the instructor a gift, so that he would take us out driving and help us to pass the test. I refused again. Even though they didn’t expect me to pass my driving test, I wasn’t discouraged. In the end, I passed easily. After I got my driver’s license, I went with my son to buy a small car. With my driver’s license in hand, I drove home. My son and my family were surprised that I was able to do these things.
My home is used as a Fa-study site. Once, when many practitioners came to study the Fa, I needed to make room for them. As I moved backward on the bed, I suddenly heard a crack—my lumbar joint had slipped out of place, and the pain was excruciating. I immediately recalled something Master said: “With Master and the Way by my side, what is there to fear?” (“Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney”) So I said to the old forces, “Your little tricks won’t shake my heart.” I sat down firmly, and my lumbar joint instantly snapped back into place. Just like that, the pain disappeared.
My memory also became exceptionally good after I started to cultivate Dafa. For example, I once had practitioners coming to pick up materials. I laid out the large stack of materials on the bed without labeling them. As the practitioners arrived, I handed each one their specific set of materials. I knew exactly what went to whom without making a single mistake.
My extended family is large, and several relatives practice Falun Dafa. I am also the local coordinator, so many practitioners come to my home. My husband is always polite and friendly to practitioners and never shows any annoyance. Once, my son needed money and said to his father, “Mom has money in the box.” My husband replied, “That’s your mother’s money for Dafa materials. You can’t touch it. If you need money, I’ll give it to you.”
During the time when I was illegally detained by the CCP, practitioners frequently came to my home to check on my situation. Later, my husband told me, “The ones who came the most were your fellow practitioners—they care about you.” I told him, “Treat them well and spend more time with them. Their righteous energy will benefit you.” My husband said, “I like being with them.” His supportive attitude toward Dafa also brought him blessings. The tuberculosis and asthma he had for over 20 years has disappeared, and he no longer needs medication or IV treatments.
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