Obtaining a New Life After Resuming Cultivation

(Minghui.org) I am a villager. After starting my cultivation all over again in March 2019, Master changed me from a muddle-headed useless person, to a kind, upright, healthy, and optimistic person. If not for Master’s painstaking efforts to save me, I would be a useless person given my crippled hands, legs, and ears. Master is so compassionate.

My neighbor came to my house in summer 1997, and said, “Falun Dafa is good. Many people are practicing it now. I’ll play the video of Master’s lectures at my house tonight. Both of you can come and watch too.”

I went that night with my wife. When the video started and I heard Master lecturing, I felt that this Dafa was really good, and different from regular practices. However, I had yet to fully understand the meaning of true cultivation when Jiang Zemin, the former head of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), began his baseless persecution of Falun Dafa. The police and the village cadre kept coming to harass me, and tried to force me to give up my cultivation. I was afraid that I would be persecuted by the evil Party, so I stopped cultivating. But I did not forget Dafa, which stayed deep in my heart.

As I did not practice the exercises or study the Fa, I started to have health problems. My left kneecap hurt so much that I almost dared not walk. My right leg felt weak and limp and it leaned outwards. When I walked, my legs swayed and I couldn’t walk steadily. I almost could not leave my house. I also had athlete’s foot. My feet were covered with small bumps, while my little toes were ulcerated. My head was covered with small bumps and they said that it was tinea capitis. My head was so itchy that I kept scratching it all day long. Everything that I tried to relieve it did not work. I also became addicted to alcohol, and my temper worsened. I lost my temper whenever my wife said something.

I once used a farm tricycle to move sand. The tricycle lacked the function to discharge the load automatically, so I had to lift up the heavy truck bed with my hands to pour out the sand. When I did so, only the dry sand on the top got poured out, and most of the sand at the bottom stayed on the truck bed. As the load was too heavy for me, the whole truck bed fell and pinned my hand between the bottom of the truck bed and the metal plate below it. When I managed to get my hand out, the flesh of my whole palm was bloody and my fingers were stuck together like a corn biscuit. My fingers could not be separated from one another. When I went to the hospital to get it checked out, the three fingers in the middle (index, middle, and ring fingers) were diagnosed to have comminuted fractures. The doctor barely realigned them but my whole right hand could not be straightened. Therefore, my hand was bent like the hand of a quadriplegic. On top of that, the hand always felt cold. It subsequently felt sore and uncomfortable on rainy days, and I could not work or hold things with it.

I was deafened by firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, such that I could not hear much. My ears could only hear “woo, woo” sounds, but totally could not hear others speak. Sometimes, I could not hear anything. I was unable to communicate with others, and that was so painful for me too.

Just when I was all muddle-headed and could not help myself, practitioner An Ping came many times to persuade me to study the Fa and believe in the Fa! Under his continuous encouragement, I finally agreed to return to cultivation in March 2019. I told him that I would treat him to a meal and I would not drink during the meal. I wanted to truly cultivate, and get rid of my bad habits to become a true cultivator. The next day, I started practicing the exercises and resumed my cultivation.

I thought to myself that if I wanted to cultivate, I needed to follow Master’s requirements to cultivate my xinxing and work toward being more compassionate. Initially, Master made use of my wife to help me improve my xinxing. Every few days, my wife would suddenly scold me. At first, I forced myself to bear it, but I still had anger, hatred, and grievances in my heart. I continued to study the Fa.

When my wife scolded me again, I gradually stopped feeling angry, and could quickly calm down. There was one time when it was really intense. One day, my wife suddenly pointed at me and scolded me furiously. Her finger was almost touching my forehead, but I did not make a sound. Although on the surface she had wronged me, I did not feel anger in my heart. Now, no matter how my wife accuses or scolds me, my heart does not waver. I sometimes even smile at her, and then she feels embarrassed. She really admires my ability to maintain my xinxing.

Since my xinxing improved, my body also went through earth-shattering changes. My head no longer itches, and my legs no longer ache, so I can walk normally. My athlete’s foot has also disappeared.

Since I resumed my cultivation, my right hand has been getting better and better. My fingers have gradually been able to straighten out. Now, not only can they straighten out, they can even grab something tightly. My hand has become healthy, and can do all sorts of work for me.

My family and relatives all witnessed this miracle. Today, a practitioner came to ask for cultivation sharing articles, and I raised my hand to show him. The practitioner was surprised, and said, “Your hand is a totally healthy hand. There is no indication that it had been injured before.”

Another amazing thing was that when I studied the Fa and did the exercises, I often felt a furry ball turning inside my ears. I knew this was the Falun helping repair my ears. Accompanying that feeling were “ba, ba, ba” sounds. After that, my ears would be able to hear a bit. Things like that happened a few times. Now, both my ears are basically able to hear others speak clearly, so I can talk with others very fluently. People say that if I had not practiced Falun Dafa, I would have been deaf, and that would have made me a useless person.

Thank you, Master, for saving my life!