(Minghui.org) One day after I began practicing Falun Dafa, I fell asleep on the couch and had a dream. In the dream the daughter of a good friend of mine was standing behind me, and gently pulled two objects out of my ears, and put them in my hands. They looked like white rubbery strings that were about two inches long. When I asked her, “What are they?” I woke up. A thought came to me, “The root of my deafness is removed.”
I could not believe it. My cultivation allowed my dream of 32 years to come true.
Master said:
“Cultivation depends on one’s own efforts, while the transformation of gong is done by one’s master.” (Lecture One, Zhuan Falun)
Master purified my body, and I became illness-free.
My husband was excited and called my son, “Your mother’s deafness had been healed. Falun Dafa is amazing, with a wave of his hand Master Li cured the decades-long illness. From now on we support everything your mother does in her practice.”
One evening, as I was reading Minghui articles online, my husband got a call from my sister, asking me to go downstairs to see her. As I was about to leave home, I saw five green peppers in the sink, which I forgot to wash, and said to my husband, “Wash the peppers, I’ll use them later.” As soon as I finished talking, he got a serious look on his face and spoke harshly, “You don’t do anything all day, and I even have to help you in the kitchen. I am so fed up. You are almost 70 years old, and you go out every day, even in bad weather, which worries me.” He said he didn’t want to live and would take me with him.
I looked up and saw a very angry face. I pulled myself together, closed my eyes, and said nothing. I remembered what I had read earlier in “Dissolving the Culture of China's Communist Party,” and knew that it was the evil specters of the Communist Party at work. I had my husband help with kitchen work, and the old forces exploited my attachment to comfort, and brought out the CCP culture in my husband.
I felt that Master was right next to me, and stopped being afraid. I sent out strong righteous thoughts to dissolve the communist specter, and not allow it to interfere.
I went downstairs to talk to my sister. Ten minutes later I returned home, and my husband acted like nothing happened. He was chopping green onions, and asked me to use them to make dumplings the next day.
I felt so grateful for Master’s compassionate protection, in making it thus far in cultivation.
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