(Minghui.org) I obtained the Fa in 1994 and saw Master teach the Fa in person three times. I suffered from many illnesses, but after I started practicing Falun Gong, I found I no longer needed medication and haven't seen any doctor in the past 18 years. My body is so light and I don't look like I am over 70 years old.
Previously I was very competitive. But now I am humble and look inward when conflicts arise. The environment around me is now calm and peaceful. I felt sad and was scared when the persecution first started. But now I step forward to clarify the truth to people and encourage them to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP). Master has arranged everything for us. We only need to do it with righteous thoughts. Master is just beside us and helping us all the time. That was how I was able to become what I am today. My gratitude to Master is beyond words. I have come to understand what it means to “help Master rectify the Fa.”('What Does it Mean to “Help Master Rectify the Fa”?') We are assuming a big responsibility and we should understand it with our hearts. I will follow Master step by step and complete my vow to help Master rectify the Fa.
In July 1999 the CCP tried to sabotage Falun Dafa and persecute its practitioners. Many practitioners were arrested, detained, and lost their lives. Because I didn't study the Fa well, I didn't know what to do under such circumstances. I couldn't make sense of why our compassionate Master and our practice, which helped people, were wronged and why our peaceful practitioners were persecuted. I was confused and scared. What should I do? I wished every day that I could hear news of Master.
One night I had a dream. I remember it vividly even now. I carried my two-year-old grandson who is a little Dafa disciple on my back and we were buried by mud and rock with other practitioners with only our heads above the debris. We supported each other and strove to walk up along the mountain. When we arrived at the top, I looked back – where was the mud and rock ? There was none, as it had become a clear stream slowly and peacefully flowing as if the tough, risky situation never happened. I realized that Master gave me hint in the dream: No matter how wicked and rampant the CCP's persecution was, it was illusory. As long as we, the whole body, had righteous thoughts and worked together, it would disperse as it was nothing.
In 2000 we finally got Master's new articles “The Knowing Heart” and “Towards Consummation.” I studied them again and again with tears in my eyes. Falun Dafa then became rooted in my heart. I behaved strictly according to the principles of Truth-Compassion-Forbearnace. I was no longer afraid of the evil because Master and the Fa were with me. I went to Beijing with other practitioners to appeal for justice for Falun Gong. I told everyone I met that Falun Dafa was good and was being wronged and that Dafa practitioners were good people. I told the officers from the Police Department, the State Security Division, and the 610 Office and the guards in the detention center. In those dark days, I often said to Master: “Master, I am your disciple. I will not acknowledge the evil's arrangement. I only listen to Master and follow you with determination.”
Before practicing Falun Gong, I was very sick and easily got angry. My husband had to do the housework, cook, and look after our two kids after he got home from work. He earned low wages. Nothing made him happy. He was often upset and felt like he was doomed to have bad luck after he married me. He often hit our children, especially our son. Our neighbours gossiped that maybe he was not the boy's father, so he cursed and hit him badly. Our son hated his father from a very young age. For decades we were not like a family. We hated each other, and there was no communication, no smiles between us. I was in agony and blamed my husband for all of it. My hatred for him deepened day by day. I cursed him repeatedly even over a trivial conflict. But in the end I had to see the doctor or was hospitalized each time.
I will never forget the day I met Master in May 1994. I obtained the Fa, and no words could describe my happiness. I felt that there was hope in my life. I went to the practice site every morning to do the exercises with other practitioners, and in the evening I went to study the Fa . I listened to Master and diligently conducted myself according to the principles of Truth-Compassion-Forbearance. Because I became healthy, I started to do some of the housework to take some burden off my husband. When he cursed me, I didn't curse back. I endured it superficially, though in my heart I thought it was unfair. Gradually I could look within to see where I didn't do well. When sending forth righteous thoughts, I tried to get rid of my hatred for my husband. I started to take care of him.
By studying the Fa constantly, I learned to look inward when coming across conflicts. I rectified my thoughts and actions. I looked at his merits and tolerated his shortcomings. I was changing and my husband was changing, too. When I was persecuted for the first time, he took hundreds of Dafa books that fellow practitioners had left in our home down to his nephew's home in the countryside by taxi that very night. When the CCP officers came to search our home for the second time, he sat on the couch with Dafa books behind his back and didn't move, so the books were kept safe. In 2011 some of the local practitioners were sent to the brainwashing center. My husband was completely disappointed with the CCP. One day he went to see a former classmate and met a police officer. The police officer mentioned that Dafa practitioners were very stubborn and refused to sign the statement to “give up Falun Gong.” My husband said “They are people with a belief. If you ask them to give up their practice, it means you are going to kill them. Is that a small matter?”
Nine years ago my 30-year-old daughter announced her divorce. She gave the apartment I had bought for her to her former husband and didn't ask to have custody of her daughter. I had started to teach her daughter to practice Falun Gong when she was two years old. She rented an apartment herself. When I learned this, I got very angry. Didn't she lose everything? I blamed her for her stupidity and couldn't control myself.
But I still remembered that I was a cultivator and a Dafa disciple. I had to rectify everything in the Fa. Master said: “You are unable to interfere with the lives of others, and neither can you control others’ fates, including those of your wife, sons, daughters, parents, or brothers. Can you decide those things?” (Zhuan Falun) I read it again and again. I found I changed inside. I no longer hated her husband. I treated him and his family as my relatives. I no longer reprimanded my daughter. I let go of qing and replaced it with compassion.
When I was illegally detained, my daughter wrote an open letter to the director of the city police department and told him how I had changed after practicing Falun Gong. The director was a bit touched and allowed my son and daughter to come to the jail to see me. My daughter hired a lawyer for me while my son visited my former students and asked them for help. My students came to the police department and asked for my immediate release. My family became peaceful and in harmony under the Buddha's light of Falun Dafa. Thank you, Master, for letting my family, my relatives including my son-in-law and daughter-in-law, and other over 100 people know the truth. They withdrew from the CCP and were saved.
In the past ten years, I have been doing the three things and cultivate myself. I've spent every possible minute to save sentient beings. I've clarified the truth to my colleagues, my classmates, my neighbors, and strangers and encouraged them to withdraw from the CCP. I cannot remember how many people have withdrawn from the CCP after I clarified the truth to them. Here I'd like to share with you some stories of people who quit the CCP and had good fortune.
Xiao Yun was a dispatcher at a bus company. One day she came to my home and told me some miracles she came across recently. After she knew the truth about Falun Gong, she told her colleagues. But one of the colleagues reported her to the boss. The company then scheduled a meeting planning to fire her. On the way to the meeting, she kept saying to herself: “I was not wrong in telling people the truth. Falun Dafa, please rescue me.” When she arrived and saw the boss, the boss said that he thought she was very responsible at her work and would give her a bonus. The boss didn't mention anything about firing her.
One day when I took a taxi, the driver kept asking me the way. I asked him not to ask me again because he knew the way. But he said that he was brainwashed at the military unit and couldn't think straight. He did whatever the military leader told him to do. After he was transferred to work in a civilian unit and got married, he did whatever his wife told him to do. When he became a taxi driver, he listened to his passengers. He felt he was always muddleheaded and couldn't think straight. I asked him if he was a CCP member. He said he was. I then told him how wrong atheism was, how God and Buddha created human beings but mankind thinks they come from apes. The CCP taught people to hate gods and Buddha. This has incurred the anger of gods and Buddha and now Heaven will eliminate the CCP.
He asked what he should do. I said that he would be saved if he withdrew from the CCP. He said that his mind told him not to quit. I said that that was because the evil elements were harming him. I said, “Please say loudly that you want to withdraw from the CCP. Don't be afraid--I'm here.” He gathered all his strength and shouted, “I definitely withdraw from the evil CCP.” As soon as he finished, his car shook and frightened me. I didn't know what happened. But the driver laughed and said, “That thing fell off my body--I feel so light and comfortable.” Then I clarified the truth to him. He said, “It is so miraculous, so miraculous. Falun Gong is indeed a Buddha's law. I understand now.”
One day I passed where I had worked 30 years before. I came across Teacher Liu. She cried as soon as she saw me and told me her story. Her husband and son had come down with terminal kidney cancer at the same time. They spent a lot of money on medical treatments but the doctors said that there was no hope for them. The father and son could only live one more month at the most. She could not understand how that could be after she spent so much money and energy. She would not want to live either. I said, “If you listen to me, they might be saved. It all depends on how much they will believe in the Buddha law.” I explained to her what the CCP is and what Falun Gong is and why people have to withdraw from the CCP. She listened attentively.
A month later I met the three of them again. They were all smiles, and the father and son had recovered. Teacher Liu told her husband and her son the facts. The father and son withdrew from the CCP and kept reciting “Falun Dafa is good and Truth-Compassion-Forbearance is good” all day long. Miracles happened. Within a month, both of them were discharged from the hospital.
They said to me sincerely, “Thank you for saving our family.” I said, “It is our Master and Falun Dafa that have saved you. I am only a messenger. If you want to express your gratitude, please tell your story to your colleagues and relatives.”
Later on I learned that they had fulfilled their promise, and her son has returned to work.