(Minghui.org) When I was little, I first practiced Falun Dafa, also known as Falun Gong, with my grandmother and then with my mother. I often went to do the exercises with her in the park on weekends. I also watched videos of Master Li’s (the founder of Falun Gong) Fa teachings at fellow practitioners’ homes. Thus, soon after I went to the grade school, I already could read Zhuan Falun (the main book of Falun Gong), written in traditional Chinese.
My mother was a diligent practitioner. After the persecution of Falun Gong began on July 20, 1999, she was the first person in her factory to be fired for practicing Falun Gong. In October 2000, she was sent to a forced labor camp for three years for appealing in Tiananmen Square for the right to practice Falun Gong.
During the 2008 Beijing Olympics, my mother was illegally detained in the detention center. I was 18 years old then. I started to do what I could to try to rescue her. I protested the persecution. I explained the facts about Falun Gong to police officers and wrote them letters. I also filed complaints with the procuratorate and the courts.
The detention center was on a suburban hill. After school every day, I shouted to my mother from the other side of the wall around the detention center and encouraged her to firmly continue sending righteous thoughts. It was because Ifirmly believed that Master was by my side to protecting me that I had the courage to climb the hill alone in the dark.
Straying from the Path of Cultivation
I wasn’t able to rescue my mother. She was incarcerated and there was no one to oversee my cultivation. To relieve the mental stress caused by the persecution, I started to seek relaxation and became an ordinary person. Slowly, I strayedfurther and further away from Dafa. But always in my heart, I told myself that my predestined connection to Dafa was deep because I grew up in a practitioner’s family.
I got married in 2015 and moved overseas with my husband. To fulfill my mother’s wish, my husband and I went to see the Shen Yun performance the day after we arrived. A few days later, I was guided by Master and came across several fellow practitioners who lived nearby. They gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun.
At that time, I suddenly did not feel any mental stress and was curious about everything. I didn’t have the desire to readthe book. Nor did I have the wish to cultivate again despite the free environment.
Hoping to have a better life, I was busy working every day. I was completely lost. My mother repeatedly reminded me to go back to Dafa cultivation over the phone, but I did not listen and argued with her. After each call, I always recalled those horrible days of persecution and fear. I did not want to practice anymore and asked Master not to protect me any longer.
Just when I felt that life should get better and better as long as I worked hard daughter was born prematurely. Her arrival changed my life.
My Baby Was Saved
When my daughter was four months old, she got epilepsy from lack of oxygen due to two misdiagnoses. Overnight, my life was turned upside down. I almost collapsed, feeling bitter that life was so cruel.
My mother asked me to believe in Dafa again when I called her. She told me to play Master’s audio lectures for my daughter. She said, “Just believe in Dafa. You have nothing to be afraid of because you are protected by Dafa and Master Li. I’ve upheld Dafa with my life. Do you think that your mother would lie to you?”
I played the Fa teachings to my daughter in the intensive care unit day and night. I listened to them, too.
Master said,
“We have said that good or bad comes from a person’s initial thought, and the thought at that moment can bring about different consequences.” (Lecture Four, Zhuan Falun)
After listening to the scripture over and over, I started to hold myself to the Dafa standards. I gave up the thought of suing the doctors for malpractice and chose to forgive them.
My daughter slept deeply for eight days in the ICU, and her condition was under control. The doctor told me that shewould have irreversible brain damage. But my daughter smiled at me when she woke up. Although some skills had to bere-learned, I believed that, with the protection of Master and Dafa, my daughter would be a miracle baby. Dafa gave my daughter a new life!
After my daughter was discharged 28 days later and returned home, I faced yet another challenge––she had a swallowing dysfunction caused by the epilepsy and needed to be fed through the nose. Her body was limp and she could not raise her head, which made feeding her even harder. Because of the brain damage, she did not sense hunger. She often pulled the feeding tube out.
When I took her to the emergency room, the doctor suggested feeding her directly into her stomach. I almost broke down. My daughter would be a young Dafa disciple in the future. How could something like this happen to her?
I said to Master, “Master, my daughter is your young disciple. I will leave her to you. Please save her!”
Thinking that we were not ordinary people, I decided I would train her how to suck milk out of a bottle. I started by giving her one drop at a time from the end of a needle. At first, she started to cry every time I fed her. I held her in my arms and recited “Falun Dafa is good” nonstop.
Given my limited understanding of the Fa, I was confused. Was Master looking after my daughter? Then, on the third night, I had a dream in which an old man gave me a piece of ink stone (which sounds the same as “swallowing” in Chinese). When I woke up, I enlightened that Master had given my daughter the ability to swallow. I thus gave her a bottle of milk with a nipple on it for her to try. To my surprise, she actually drank it all! After that, we no longer fed herthrough the nose.
I became more confident in my belief in Dafa. While my daughter slept, I handed out Dafa materials to everyone in the hospital, including doctors, nurses, and patients. I told them about the brutal persecution still taking place in China. A miracle happened after I clarified the truth.
A few days later, my daughter started to drink a large amount of milk. Two weeks later, she was completely normal. Everyone was surprised at her speedy improvement. It only took her three months to fully recover. A speech therapist did not think that she needed any therapy. Our merciful Master had saved my daughter again!
Master said,
“Our exercise sites are better than any other qigong exercise sites. As long as you go to our exercise sites for practice, it is much better than your treating your own illness. My fashen sit in a circle, and above the exercise site is a shield on which there is a big Falun. A large fashen guards the site above the shield. This site is not an ordinary site, and neither is it a site for an ordinary qigong practice—it is a site for cultivation practice. Many of our people with supernormal abilities have seen that this Falun Dafa site is shielded by a red light so it is red all around.” (Lecture Three, Zhuan Falun)
I took my daughter to the park almost every morning when I joined the group exercises. The energy at the exercise site is good for her. She slept in the baby carriage while I did the exercises.
When my daughter did not eat well or something wasn’t right, I would recite Master’s teaching,
“…Disciples’ righteous thoughts are strongMaster has the power to turn the tide” (“Master-Disciple Grace,” Hong Yin Volumn II).
Master had already given her the ability to swallow. I believed that she would overcome any problem.
My daughter’s epilepsy has never recurred. Six months later, the neurologist confirmed that she did not have any sign of epilepsy and no medicine was needed.
I play Master’s recorded lectures for her every day. I often read Zhuan Falun to her and recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good” for her. Now, she is very healthy. She speaks and laughs normally.
Epilogue
We are not ordinary people. Perhaps, my daughter and I were in the same family a long time ago. I sometimes think abouthow much better it would have been if I hadn’t gone off the track for so long. I might not have ever cultivated again if it were not for my daughter. Luckily, Master never gave up on me. He not only saved my daughter, he also led me back to Dafa. I will continue to work hard and do well on the final leg of my cultivation path.
In closing, I would like to share with this section of Master’s Fa teachings:Master said,
“I’m not saying that as you let go of human notions you will lose all material possessions, like a monk or Daoist priest. That’s not the case. Since I ask you to do cultivation among ordinary people, you have to be in keeping with the ways of ordinary society. In other words, what you are really to let go of are attachments. Human beings just cannot let go of attachments. When you can truly discard an attachment, however, you will find that you have not lost anything.
“When you truly let go of the attachment, you might find that things turn around immediately, that your mind instantly relaxes, and that your body has changed and become altogether light. Looking back, you will find that you have lost nothing. It’s just like the Chinese saying, “[Just when the treacherous mountains and water seem impassable], amidst the willow trees and flowers a new village appears on the horizon.” Good things will suddenly come your way again.” (Teachings at the First Conference in North America)
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