(Minghui.org) I live in the countryside, and before I began practicing Falun Dafa in 2004, I was frequently hospitalized. I suffered from many health issues, including high blood pressure, heart disease, duodenal ulcers, and vertigo. After I began practicing, all of these ailments disappeared. The joy and happiness I experienced were beyond words—I felt cheerful and lighthearted every day.
My father was 70 years old when the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Dafa in 1999. He had lived through many of the CCP’s political campaigns and had a deep understanding of its history of brutality and killing. Because of this, fear of the CCP was deeply ingrained in him, which made it difficult for me to tell him the facts about Dafa. Each time I tried, he refused to listen, citing his authority as my father and his painful experiences.
My mother did not oppose my practice, but she was worried about my safety. She believes that Falun Dafa is good, but she was illiterate, so I read Zhuan Falun to her or had her listen to the recordings of Master Li’s lectures.
My father also listened to Master’s lectures, although he initially did so with the intention of finding fault with Dafa. After listening to the complete series, however, his attitude changed: “It seems that Falun Dafa teaches people to be good and kind.” But he was still fearful of the CCP dictatorship and how every political movement ultimately targeted ordinary people through insidious and ruthless means.
He often said that if the CCP wanted someone dead, that person would not survive more than three days. Because it was hard for me to communicate with him directly, I brought him informational materials about Falun Dafa and the persecution whenever I returned home to visit. He enjoyed reading them and didn’t even need his glasses.
He later told me about an amazing experience. He owned sheep and took them out to graze along an embankment. One day, the lead sheep suddenly ran amok, driving the whole flock into a frenzy. No matter how hard my father tried, he could not stop them. He followed them until they suddenly halted beneath a few small trees. When he caught up with them, he saw there was nothing there for them to eat, yet they stood there obediently.
He then noticed a banner on the ground that read, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” Someone had torn it down and thrown it aside. My father thought, “Even if you don’t believe it, there’s no need to tear it down. It’s not easy for practitioners to hang these banners.”
He picked it up, found a rope, and hung it back up. The flock remained still, and as soon as the banner was rehung, they began grazing. When my father told me this story, his face glowed, and his expression was gentle and kind. I was deeply moved and truly happy that he understood the truth about the persecution. With the blessings of Dafa, my father is now 91 years old and still able to live independently.
Let me also share what happened to my younger sister. After the pandemic lockdowns ended, her husband, son, and daughter-in-law went to other cities for business, leaving her at home to care for her three-year-old granddaughter.
One day, my sister called me in great distress. She said, “Please come quickly! My granddaughter and I have both been infected with COVID. We have no strength left—we can’t hold on much longer!”
I hurried over, and we decided to take the girl to the village clinic for an IV infusion. When we got there, the clinic was packed with infected patients. After a long wait, they finally gave the child an IV drip, and her fever began to subside. Thinking everything would be fine for the night, my sister told me to go home and rest.
But at 2 a.m., my sister called again in a panic: “Please! Come quickly! My granddaughter is getting worse. Her fever has risen to nearly 104 degrees Fahrenheit and is still climbing. She’s almost unconscious, and none of the medication is working.” She then called the clinic doctor, but he was also infected and could barely speak. He said, “I’m very sorry. I’m sick, and I can’t help you. You’ll have to find a solution on your own.”
I said to my sister calmly, “There is only one thing to do now. Sincerely recite, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.’ It will help.”
We began reciting the phrases aloud. To our surprise, the girl suddenly sat up, crying and fussing. She complained that we were too loud and were disturbing her sleep. She even got out of bed and turned off the light. We then recited silently.
My sister continued to check the child’s temperature, and each time it had gone down. By 6 a.m., her temperature was normal. My sister also recovered.
Overjoyed, my sister exclaimed, “Thank you, Master, and thank you, Falun Dafa. We escaped a great calamity!”
She told her son and daughter-in-law, “You must never have negative thoughts about Falun Dafa. If Dafa hadn’t saved us, we don’t know how we would have survived. I truly believe Falun Dafa saves people!”
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