Master Rescued Me and Watches Over My Family

(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in 1996 and I’m now 73. When I was a child I was always the first to shoulder hardships and burdens, but I was never praised. I was about to give birth in 1982. Even though I was in labor my husband and I rode our bicycle from place to place, in search of a hospital. One hospital finally agreed to take me in, but only on the condition that I leave as soon as I gave birth. It was the dead of winter—the coldest time of year—and the north wind was howling. I was dressed in thin clothing. Our home was freezing cold and I contracted a condition known as “postpartum wind.” When the pain flared up, it felt as though a thousand steel needles were piercing my heart. I was constantly angry and felt a suffocating tightness in my chest. I also hiccupped, and I sounded like a rooster crowing.

A Buddhist monk taught one of my husband’s elderly relatives a secret healing method, and he offered to treat me. He told me to stay indoors for ten days and not be exposed to the wind; however, that was not possible. My child was still an infant, and with no one else to handle the chores both inside and outside the home, I had to keep working.

So he taught me his secret healing method. To my surprise, I gained the ability to heal others. There was a man in my work unit who suffered from kidney stones; the pain was so excruciating that he writhed on the ground in agony. I took his pulse, and the next day, he came to find me, holding the stones in his hand—he had passed them all out. As word spread, many people began coming to me for treatment. After I treated a patient, I would feel unwell—especially after I treated the deputy factory director. I collapsed as soon as I returned home, and my entire body was ice-cold. Seeing me in such agony, my family forbade me from treating anyone else.

Yet, being soft-hearted by nature, whenever someone came seeking help, I treated them. My blood eventually became thin and watery and my flesh became hard and rigid. I developed an extreme sensitivity to wind; even in the middle of summer. If I didn’t wrap up my head and body immediately after bathing I caught a cold. I also had to wear knee pads all year long, regardless of the season.

I Begin Practicing Falun Dafa

A friend gave a copy of Zhuan Falun in 1996. I was stunned the moment I opened it. It was a book on cultivation from the Buddha School—I felt it was a celestial book that revealed many heavenly mysteries. It was exactly what I had searched for, for so many years, and all my questions were answered.

I finally understood why, when I treated others people’s illnesses I was sick. I realized that human ailments are rooted in karmic cause and effect. If I were to continue treating patients, I would eventually lose my own life. I decided that I would no longer treat anyone. Subsequently I faced numerous tests. Even though I decided to stop, people continued lining up at my door seeking treatment. Instead of treating them, I encouraged them to practice Falun Dafa and I read the book aloud to them. I even stopped treating my own family members—including my parents. When my young nephew suffered from stomach pain and my sister-in-law begged me to examine him, I firmly refused to intervene. My relatives said I was heartless because I would not help my own kin, but I remained unmoved; I simply followed Master’s teachings. People eventually stopped coming to me for medical treatment.

After I began practicing cultivation my physical health underwent a tremendous transformation. I went from being a sickly invalid to a robust, energetic woman—strong enough to handle heavy labor and brimming with vitality. For over twenty years I haven’t taken a single pill. Every ailment I once suffered from—including colds, wind sensitivity, and chronic chills—vanished.

However, the karma I accumulated over so many years was immense; consequently, Master purified my body on numerous occasions. When I first began meditating, I felt cold and I shivered uncontrollably. Yet, I persevered, and afterward, I felt light and at ease. At other times, I would suddenly develop a high fever—so intense that my daughter dared not touch me, exclaiming that I was burning hot. Every joint in my body ached; it hurt wherever I was touched. I wasn’t worried because I understood that Master was purifying my body. I simply listened to Master’s teachings, and the next day I went about my daily routine as usual.

Our home soon became a local group practice site. My husband supported me, and he, too, reaped the benefits. His family had a history of hereditary high blood pressure, yet his readings miraculously returned to normal—a perfect 120/80. He said that when he rode his bicycle, it felt as if he was being pushed. My daughter was also supportive of my practicing; Dafa had already taken root in her heart.

My Amazing Experiences

In 2008, I was unable to unlock my front door. I decided to climb over the courtyard wall. After I scaled it to the very top I intended to slide down the side of a small shed. I missed my footing and fell straight down from a height of over two meters (over 6 feet). I landed flat on the ground. As I lay there, I recited, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” I managed to crawl to the door, unlock it, and walk inside. I even washed the laundry. For the next few days, I experienced lower back pain only at night. I felt fine during the day. Had this happened to an ordinary person, they would have surely ended up hospitalized—or they may have been paralyzed.

My mother was hospitalized in 2015, I spared neither expense nor effort in caring for her. Since the CT room contained X-rays, others dared not enter; yet, holding my mother’s IV bottle, I accompanied her inside. I knew I was protected by Master; the X-rays could not harm me, and I had no fear.

While I watched over my mother one night, I suddenly developed a high fever and my entire body ached. My mother was restless—getting up to use the restroom one moment, asking for water the next, or simply rising from her bed. She was in great discomfort. I, too, felt miserable with the fever. However, I did not view my condition as an illness. Instead I knew Master was helping me eliminate karma. This ordeal continued until 5:00 a.m., when my brother-in-law arrived to take over. After I returned home, I listened to Master’s Fa teachings and sent righteous thoughts. I began to cough violently and expelled a fleshy growth—a tumor—about the size of a date. Afterward, my body felt very comfortable. I felt this tumor was the result of my past tendency to get angry frequently; the pent-up rage had congealed within me.

Master purified my body and expelled it. One day, while chatting casually with my father about our childhood days, he remarked, “It is precisely because of your past suffering and hardships—which you endured and transcended through cultivation—that you are now able to practice Dafa. Only in this way could you obtain this Fa.”

My father is kind and benevolent. Through the accumulated wisdom of his lifetime he had a clear insight into the true nature of the world. He was a member of the Chinese Communist Party for more than forty years, but he wanted to withdraw from it. When he learned there was a website dedicated to helping people withdraw he went online and withdrew.

During the Dragon Boat Festival in 2010, the minivan carrying my daughter and her family of three was involved in a three-vehicle collision with a heavy-duty truck and a large pickup. My daughter’s vehicle was sent flying into the air from one guardrail—just like a scene from a movie—before crashing into the guardrail on the opposite side of the road.

My daughter, who was sitting in the front passenger seat holding her baby, was thrown into the back seat and briefly lost consciousness. Her seven-month-old baby was unharmed; my son-in-law, who was driving, also escaped injury, even though their vehicle was totaled. The pickup truck flipped over and landed in a roadside reed marsh; the three people inside were unhurt, though their vehicle, too, was totaled.

The heavy-duty truck hung precariously over the edge of the highway—teetering on the brink of falling—with a deep reed-filled pit lying directly beneath it. Of the three vehicles involved, two were completely destroyed, yet every single person emerged unharmed.

My daughter was taken to a hospital for a check-up, she was found to be uninjured and did not require any medicine. Such a serious accident, without a single injury or fatality, what was the secret behind this miracle? Just before the collision, my daughter shouted loudly, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” Master saved their lives!

The Divine and Buddhas are compassionate; as long as you believe, they will protect you. People of this world—wake up quickly! Wealth cannot buy life, and no amount of power can avert disaster.