(Minghui.org) My mother started practicing Falun Dafa when she was pregnant with me. I’m now a mother myself, and my baby is also blessed by Dafa.
As a child, I knew my mother was a good person who practiced Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. Despite the persecution, I said this when my teacher asked me about my mother.
My mother didn’t push me too hard in my studies when I was a child, but she made sure I studied the Fa every day. She often brought me to a local park and we read Zhuan Falun. I was able to read Zhuan Falun on my own when I was in first and second grade. I learned to read much earlier than other children my age, and my grades in Chinese were always very good.
When I was in third grade, my mother was fired from her work because of the persecution. She often studied the Fa with me at home, and when she had time, she went out to distribute materials that clarified the truth about Falun Dafa.
One evening, my mother did not return home. I was very nervous. Soon, a group of policemen arrived. Perhaps because they did not want me to see them searching our home, I was told to sit in the kitchen. When they were leaving, I ran out of the door and shouted to them: “My mother is a good person! None of you can do anything to her!”
For several seconds, they looked shocked. Around 8 o’clock that night, my mother was released and returned home. I served her a bowl of cornmeal porridge, and I could see clearly the deep red marks on her wrists from the handcuffs. My mother told me there were copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party in the kitchen cabinet right behind where I was sitting. The police did not find them.
When I was in fifth grade, my parents remarried. My mother’s biggest wish was to have her job restored and help Master save more people. With her righteous thoughts, she was indeed called back to her work. During that period, my father helped my mother a lot. He was blessed by Dafa as well, and he got a better job and more pay. Our family’s financial situation kept improving.
My Cultivation Journey in Japan
When I was in college, I learned Japanese by chance. After graduation, I went to study in Japan.
I cultivated diligently while I was there. I was too scared to talk about Falun Dafa in China. I now had a chance. I bought copies of all of Master’s books from a bookstore. I participated in the local group Fa study and exercises regularly. Every day after class, I distributed Falun Dafa flyers. I checked a map and planned my routes. I also went with fellow practitioners to other places to distribute flyers. The round-trip ticket usually costs around 600 to 700 yuan. So every time I told myself I must distribute as much as I could to make the cost worth it. When I was tired, I recited Master’s words:
“When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun)
In winter, I attended group exercises in a park wearing layers of warm clothing. I thought perhaps this was what my mother did before the persecution began.
When the COVID pandemic hit, my father was diagnosed with lung cancer. I wasn’t scared, as I knew he would not die. I knew he was eliminating karma, and Master was looking after him.
I faced a dilemma: remain in Japan or go back to China. Although my mother encouraged me to continue participating in Dafa projects in Japan, I knew I was my father’s spiritual support. I also didn’t want people to misunderstand me and think I was unfilial. I was very tormented inside.
I decided to return to China. The moment my father saw me, he cheered up and seemed to be a different person. He spoke energetically and smiled. “Dad, only Master can save you. Let’s study the Fa together,” I suggested.
Every day, my father and I read one section of Zhuan Falun and took turns reading the paragraphs. I also taught him how to meditate and send righteous thoughts. His physical condition kept improving. When we finished the book, there were no more cancer cells in his body!
I wanted my father to continue reading Zhuan Falun. He did not, but Dafa has been rooted in his heart, and he knew Dafa is good. Four years have passed, and my father remains in good health, and the exams show the cancer is gone.
Thank you, Master, for not only taking care of us practitioners, but also our family members!
After my father became healthy, he started to talk about my marriage. I only had one thought. I asked Master to help me find someone who agreed with Dafa and my practice.
My husband encourages me to study the Fa and do the exercises. He does not object when I play the recording of Master’s lectures to our baby. However, we faced difficulties at the beginning. When we decided to get married, his parents learned I practiced Falun Dafa. They did not want me to continue to practice and put pressure on my husband. He asked me if I would stop. I said, “I’ve practiced Falun Dafa for more than 20 years. It’s part of my life.”
We sat in silence for about 20 minutes in the car. At the end, he gave up pressuring me. After we got married, he said he had told his parents that he must marry me.
After we married, I took care of our family and treated my parents-in-law better than my own parents. My husband said he was so happy that he chose to marry me. I told him that it was Dafa that made me a good person. He agreed and said he chose a Dafa practitioner!
For over 20 years, Master has been taking care of me. When I was lonely and homesick in Japan, I felt deeply that Master was by my side. Just like Master said: “With Master and the Way by my side, what is there to fear? I’ll just forget about it!” (“Lecture Given at the Conference in Sydney”)
I am so grateful for Master’s compassionate salvation!
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