(Minghui.org) In my family, my generation was the first to attend college after the cultural revolution.
After graduation, I got a job at a large state-run company. I excelled in my position, and my articles were published in a state-level magazine. I was also the first one my age to get a heated house assigned to me and always received higher pay raises because of my contributions.
My motto was, “I get whatever I want!” But then things changed.
When my daughter was treated for a cold at a clinic, the drug they injected her with turned out to be a useless fake. As a result, her fever got worse, and she could not eat or drink for seven days. She was diagnosed at a large hospital with incurable heart damage. A pediatrician recommended that I give up on her and think about having a second child.
I was full of despair and experienced a mental and physical breakdown. I developed insomnia, a kidney problem, and constant ringing in my ears. I was told that I needed surgery to resolve my ear problem, which might cause my face to be disfigured. My life was a living hell!
I Started to Practice Falun Dafa
During that time, near the end of 1996, I used to walk in the park every morning due to my insomnia. I always saw a group of people doing exercises.
One day I went over to speak to them. The coordinator said they were doing the exercises of Falun Dafa and that the practice had miraculous health benefits. Practitioners, however, were expected to follow a high moral standard. She also told me that the whole family would benefit if one person practiced.
I bought a copy of Zhuan Falun from a local bookstore. I felt this practice was different from other forms of qigong and realized it was not as simple as I thought. The book told me not to hit back if I was hit and not to talk back if I was verbally abused.
I knew I had a bad temper and that it would be hard for me to not fight back. I asked the coordinator about it, and she encouraged me to read the book more.
My understandings improved as I read more. I believed in Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and knew I should follow it accordingly.
Improving My Moral Standards
I started to take material benefits lightly after I began to practice Falun Dafa. I accepted whatever I was given and did not fight for my own interests.
I used to argue with my husband about housework. I criticized him and said he was lazy and stupid. He also had a drinking problem, which I disdained. We nearly divorced.
Falun Dafa changed my bad temper and gave me energy. I became more considerate of my husband and started taking care of all the housework. I was still unhappy about his drinking but was patient when I talked to him about it.
I often waited for him to come home, no matter how late it was. I also helped him to clean himself up and cooked him healthy meals. He supported my practice when he saw how I had changed.
I used to have a sharp tongue and had hurt many people. One day several colleagues at work challenged me, “Are you really that good now? You do not hit back or talk back? We don't believe it. Let's give it a try.” They pushed me down on a table and began to hit me. One person shouted, “It’s time for revenge!” I just lay there, unmoving, and let them hit me.
There was a flu outbreak in my city in the spring of 1999. Nearly all the schools and kindergartens were closed. Over 100 employees at work contracted the flu, but not me.
My colleagues did not believe that Falun Dafa was that powerful, so one of them who had the flu intentionally used my cup to drink water and take medicine. I still did not get the flu. They were all convinced, and many of them began to read Falun Dafa books and learn the exercises.
Just two months later, however, the persecution of Falun Dafa began. They gave up because they were afraid.
My Daughter and Another Relative Benefit
The ringing in my ears and my other ailments disappeared not long after I started practicing Falun Dafa. I watched Teacher's video lectures with my daughter and brought her to the exercise site twice.
She was busy with schoolwork and did not do the exercises but still gradually gained weight and looked healthy. The doctor examined her and said that her heart was healthy. She got a very good job after she graduated from college.
One of my younger relatives had joined the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) with the goal of finding a good job after college. But he failed to get hired and ended up staying at home.
He said to me, “It is very difficult to get a job at your daughter's company. It is typical for someone to pay 200,000 yuan in back-door money and get the mayor’s special approval to work there. I think her getting a job there must have something to do with your belief!”
I told him he was correct. I clarified the facts about Falun Dafa to him and told him to withdraw from the CCP. He agreed. A month later, he got a good job as well.
My Husband’s Health and Eyesight Are Restored
I was a target for persecution by the local police and other CCP officials. They thought I was a coordinator and harassed me and my husband. I refused to sign any statements renouncing Falun Dafa. My employer was forced to lay me off and only allotted me a little over 100 yuan a month.
The police ordered my husband to sign those statements. I told him not to, that it would be bad for him if he did. He signed once or twice, but refused to after that.
He used to be healthy, but after 2003, his health steadily declined. He had insomnia and had to lie still in bed due to high blood pressure, headaches, and dizziness. The medicines and hospitals he tried did not help. He could not work for several years after that. We spent nearly all our savings.
One day I read an article on the Minghui website about publishing solemn declarations to recant previous wrongdoings. And it mentioned bringing good fortune to those who did. I realized that my husband's illness might be related to those statements renouncing Falun Dafa that he’d signed.
I asked him to write a solemn declaration, but he refused.
A year later, I had a dream in which I descended into an underground cave and saw sheets of paper all over a stone wall. There were names written on them, and my husband’s was one of them. It said that he had defamed Falun Dafa.
I told my husband about the dream, but he did not believe it. I tried very hard to get him to write out his declaration. I put a pen and paper next to his bed, then went to cook.
A while later, he cried out, “Come quickly! I can’t see!”
“What happened?” I asked. “If you don’t write a solemn declaration, no one can save you.” I then went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
When he was ready to eat, I noticed his statement lying next to him. The writing started out pretty crooked because he could not see. But it got neater and gradually straightened out toward the end. His eyesight returned after he submitted his statement. He also eventually regained his health.
I hope others, too, can benefit from Falun Dafa.
