(Clearwisdom.net) When I was young, my father was very strict with me. He checked my homework every day. If I did not do it good enough, he would tell me to do it again and again until he was satisfied. Sometimes we would worked until late into the night. He did not allow me to use scented erasers because he thought I might be distracted in class. When my test scores dropped, my father would search for my hidden things, like stickers and clay, and throw them all out. Later, I could only play within his sight. He did not even let me draw, which was my favorite hobby.
Although my father never beat me, he reproved me so often that I became frightened, depressed, and resentful. In my mind, home was jail. I was determined that, in the future, I would find a job far far away from home. There was a thick wedge of ice between my father and me, and it seemed we could never break it.
When I was in college, which was far away from home, I read Zhuan Falun. I was deeply touched by the profound teachings in the Fa, and my mind was purified. By practicing cultivation, I found many deficiencies in myself, and my unfeeling and frozen heart towards my father melted.
I burst into tears of remorse. I looked back and saw my father checking my homework after a long and tiring day. He gave up many good opportunities and business trips in order to help me with my homework. I came to understand that the reason he did not allow me to play away from his sight was because he was worried I would get lost. I finally saw his love through his strict standards. I was ashamed of my lack of feeling and for wanting to escape from him. I only cared about myself and never tried to understand my father. He held me in his heart even though he was strict. Only after cultivating Dafa did I understand the “pain of parenthood,” which can never be understood by regular kids. My frozen heart was melted by Falun Dafa's purity and compassion.
I am not good at expressing myself. I didn't say anything to my father, but knew what I should do. As a child, one should not simply give money because sincere care cannot shown with money. Because I haven't had the chance to communicate with my father since 1999 when the Chinese Communist Party started persecution against Falun Gong, my father was deceived and could not understand my belief. He reproved me several times and even beat me.
I was not scared, nor did I harbor hatred like I did before. Instead, I told my father the facts calmly, including how the Communist Party has framed Falun Gong, what Falun Gong is, etc. When I told him how I finally felt his love after cultivating, I saw tears in my father's eyes. He witnessed what is more precious than honor, that is, kindness and the intuitive ability to know right from wrong. At that moment, the coldness in my father was gone.
Falun Dafa's teachings changed me, and, through me, it also changed my father. My strict father became kind, and now I can feel trust and caring at home.
There are countless experiences like mine among Falun Gong practitioners. They bring enormous warm streams to society. My dear friends, any glacier can be melted by Truthfulness- Compassion-Forbearance. Why not read Zhuan Falun yourself? Everyone will experience unexpected benefits.
