Miracles that Occurred in My Family

(Minghui.org) I am 75 years old this year. I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1995, but I did not truly become a Dafa practitioner until 1999. Throughout the years, I have experienced many incidents that demonstrated the miraculous power of Dafa, which has strengthened my determination and confidence in Dafa cultivation. I would like to share a few of these experiences.

Witnessing the Power of Dafa, My Son Took up the Practice

In 1995, after retiring, my husband often helped his friend with selling Dafa books and audiovisual materials at a store, where he met many Dafa practitioners daily. “There are so many people practicing Falun Gong, and they are all very nice people,” he would often tell me when he returned home.

Once, a practitioner accidentally took a few extra books. The store owner reassured my husband, telling him the practitioner would return them. Indeed, the next day, the practitioner returned the books and sincerely apologized for the mistake.

Encouraged by my husband, I began reading Dafa books out of curiosity. At first, I struggled to understand the teachings, and often felt sleepy as soon as I started reading. Sometimes, I would even drift off mid-sentence. Despite this, Master still looked after me.

Once, I had a dream, in which a naked man tried to seduce me. I firmly told him to stop as I have started practicing Falun Gong. Upon waking, I realized it had been a test for me, and that everything Master said in the book was true.

Later, I encouraged my son to read Dafa books as well, but at first, he showed no interest. After some gentle persistence, he eventually picked up the Zhuan Falun, the main book of Dafa teachings. As soon as he opened the book, he saw Master beaming and smiling at him out of the photo. Shocked, he closed the book, but when he calmed down and looked again, Master’s image appeared as a regular photo again. From that moment, my son also chose to become a Dafa practitioner.

My Husband Experienced a Miracle

Before 1999, although my husband encountered many Dafa practitioners and recognized the goodness of Dafa, he did not truly become a practitioner. His busy schedule and poor xinxing kept him from meeting Master’s requirements.

After July 20, 1999 when the evil Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began persecuting Falun Dafa practitioners, the store owner that my husband had helped sell Dafa books went into hiding. The police questioned my husband about the number of Dafa books sold and fined him. Honest and timid by nature, my husband was so distressed by these events that he suffered a cerebral thrombosis.

I took my husband to hospital for a checkup. After the doctor reviewed the imaging, he asked, “Where is the patient? Carry him to the ward.” Pointing to my husband standing beside me, I replied, “He is right here.”

The doctor was totally surprised, “From the imaging, the patient would have already lost mobility in all four limbs!” To everyone’s surprise, my husband was discharged from the hospital in just two weeks. Later, he understood that Master had given him another chance to cultivate in Dafa.

However, he wasn’t diligent in cultivation and suffered a couple of relapses, which made it difficult for him to swallow food. On one occasion, while eating sticky rice dumplings (zongzi), they became stuck in his throat, cutting off his air supply. In his struggle, he knocked everything off the table. Hearing the commotion, I rushed over to find him on the verge of suffocation, his face turning black from the mouth down.

Regardless of the fact that Dafa was still being persecuted and all the windows were open, I shouted loudly again and again: Master Li Hongzhi, please help us!

Gradually, my husband’s face became less dark, and turned back to normal. I burst into tears uncontrollably. I knew that Master had given him another chance and saved his life. We could never repay Master’s compassionate grace!

A 15 Kilogram Rock Was Like a Ball in My Hands

In 2015, like many fellow Dafa practitioners, I filed a “criminal complaint” against Jiang Zemin (former CCP leader who instigated the persecution against Falun Gong in 1999). One day, a group of people came to my house. One of them asked, “Why do you hand out those booklets? Where did you get them, and who gave them to you?”

“I can’t tell you that. But if I don’t hand them out, how can you learn the facts about Falun Gong?” I replied.

“You can practice at home. Why do you bother to go out?” He asked again.

I began explaining the benefits of Falun Gong and shared how the practice has helped countless people regain their good health, and to become even better individuals. I told them, “For example, I have been the only one cleaning the hallway all these years.”

“That’s true,” a young man in the group said, “I saw her cleaning the hallway last time I came here.”

I also shared how I regained good health through practicing Dafa, “My lumbar disc is healed, I no longer need reading glasses, and my white hair has turned black. Consider this—those who persecuted Falun Gong, like Bo Xilai and Zhou Yongkang, have suffered karmic retribution for their actions. ”

“So, you’ve filed a complaint against Jiang Zemin?” they asked.

“Yes, he has sold out the country, persecuted Falun Gong, and is an evil toad spirit.” I replied.

They remained silent. Then their focus shifted to a large rock beside my door, which I used to weigh down the pickling crock. It was pretty hefty, weighing up to 15 kilos, and I usually had to exert quite a bit of effort to lift it.

“Well, since you said you are strong and healthy from practicing Falun Gong, can you pick up this rock?” they asked.

“Of course I can.” I replied, bending down to pick up the rock. To my surprise, it felt very light, so I tossed it up a couple of times as if it were a ball.

“Would you like to give it a go?” I asked them with a friendly smile.

“Wow, you’d better put it down,” one of them said, stepping back. He was also trying to take a photo of me.

“You mustn’t take a photo. Even if you do, you must delete it.” I told him in a serious tone.

“This old lady is really sharp-minded.” he said.

As they were leaving, he turned to me and said, “I’ll return in ten years to see how well you have cultivated!”

“No problem!” I confidently replied.

After they left, I tried to pick up the rock again, but it felt much heavier. I thought to myself: This is strange—it felt as light as a ball in my hands earlier. Suddenly, I realized that Master had been helping me! Words could never fully express my deep gratitude to Master!

Conclusion

Over the past 20 years, I have experienced many miraculous incidents. Throughout this journey, Master has continually protected and encouraged me. I have also undergone significant changes in my cultivation, particularly in recent years.

In the past, I struggled with a short temper, and whenever I encountered difficulties it would take me days to regain my composure. Now, however, I am able to adjust my mindset quickly. A few days ago, I told my son, “I feel so good not being angry anymore!” I have let go of many attachments to fame, personal gain, lust, and human sentiments.

I have been living with my son and daughter-in-law for almost 14 years, and we have never had any conflicts over money or household chores. Our neighbors often express admiration for our harmonious family. We all know that it is Dafa that has brought us such peace and happiness.