By Practising Falun Gong, a Late-Stage Lung Cancer Patient Gets a New Lease on Life

I had the great fortune to learn Falun Dafa in the spring of 1998.

At the age of 45, I had started to cough up blood all the time and finally became bedridden. My husband and my sons took turns carrying me on their backs and putting me on a train to Harbin City. At the Tumour Hospital of Harbin, I was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer. The experts at the hospital told my family that I was going to die and that they ought to start preparing for my funeral.

After returning from Harbin City, my family started making clothing for me to wear in my coffin and arranging for a funeral. At the time, I was laying in bed in agony! I often saw family members that had passed away before my eyes, beckoning me to follow them. I was half-dead and scared my family out of my room!

It was a year before July 20th, 1999, so the Chinese Communist Party had not started its suppression of Falun Gong. There was a Falun Gong group practice site in my village, but it was far from my home. Strangely enough I could hear the Falun Gong exercise music at both the morning and evening practise hours. Finally I told my husband, "I want to practise Falun Gong, too." My husband disapproved and so did my sons, but I insisted that I wanted to learn Falun Gong.

People told my husband, "Why don't you grant her wish? She is dying. Let her do whatever she wants!" With my husband supporting me, I slowly walked to the Falun Gong group practice site. It was most curious that an unintelligent and uneducated person such as I would be able to learn Falun Gong's five sets of exercises by imitating them.

At first, the Falun Gong volunteer assistant was the only person studying the Falun Gong teachings, the Fa, with me. Everyone else shied away from me because of my stench. Because I had just obtained the Fa, Teacher was cleansing my body. As a result, a foul stench was released from my body. In addition, I coughed and hacked up bloody clots every day when I first started to study the Fa. For the first few days, my husband or my sons had to accompany me when I studied the Fa or practised the exercises for fear of any mishaps. To everyone's surprise, there weren't any mishaps. On the contrary, I grew stronger and felt better day by day. At first I experienced excruciating agony in my lungs, and coughed up blood and blood clots every day, but I kept telling myself that it was Teacher eliminating my karma! It was not illness but karma that I had created over countless lives! After about a month, the pain lessened gradually.

The frequency of pain and coughing decreased from daily to every several days. Later, the blood and clots were replaced by pus and green fluids. At one point while Teacher was cleansing my body, I could not eat for seven consecutive days, but I did not feel hungry at all. Instead, I felt very invigorated and continued to practise the exercises and study the Fa with fellow practitioners.

Three months flew by quickly. My husband and my sons had planned to go to work out of town after my funeral to provide for the family. When I did not die and instead grew healthier every day, my sons decided that they must go back to work! Next my husband decided not to stay home any longer, so he started to wonder whether he should leave home for work, too. He was still worried that I might die during his absence. On the other hand, we would soon go bankrupt if we did not have any income. My husband had been working as an unskilled labourer and did not have much savings. My husband hesitated for a long time before he decided to take me back to the hospital again for a second examination. To his surprise, the x-ray showed that my tumour had disappeared and I was as good as new! It was sheer bliss for my husband. He now felt it was safe to leave me at home alone and he left home for work. From then on, they left home in the summer and returned in the winter every year. While they were away, I looked after my grandson who was attending elementary school.

In my hometown, people referred to me as a walking miracle when they saw me. I was going to die any day, but I now I was alive and well! I know it was the miraculous Falun Gong that saved my life! It was our compassionate and revered Teacher that saved my life! It was the Fa and Teacher that gave me a new lease on life!

People Come to See the Truth Thanks to my Righteous Thoughts and Actions

As I studied the Fa more, I came to realise what it means to be a Falun Gong practitioner in the Fa-rectification period. Every practitioner is a Fa particle, inseparable from the Fa. Not only must we cultivate ourselves, but we must clarify the truth about Falun Gong so that people can learn the truth and the persecution can be stopped! The thing was, I live in a farming village. I had never distributed any flyers or other materials, nor did I know how to write short messages to show my support towards the practice. I am far from eloquent. Since I was little, I have had difficulty expressing myself well.

I didn't know what to do? I felt very guilty for letting down Teacher and the Fa. A fellow practitioner told me not to be anxious. She said I could start by sharing with people my own story of practising Falun Gong and help them realise that Falun Gong is truly magnificent. Once I helped people attain the correct understanding of Falun Gong, it would be time to persuade them to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party, the Youth League, and the Young Pioneers.

Because I am uneducated and don't know how to write, I asked a fellow practitioner to give me an article about withdrawing from the Chinese Communist Party, the Youth League, and the Young Pioneers so that I could show predestined people on appropriate occasions the importance of severing all ties with the evil Party. Many people agreed to break their ties with the Party this way. Once I called on my younger sister and cooked for her when she was building a new house. Before the visit, I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate all the evil interference and elements for her so that when the opportune moment came for me to clarify the truth, her knowing side would not be hampered by any interferences. While we were cooking together, I advised her to sever her ties with the Communist Party and she agreed at once.

Of course, I fail to guard my character at times. When I lose my tranquillity or fail to maintain the standard of a cultivator, Teacher sometimes gives me hints through my little grandson, who will typically say, "You call yourself a Falun Gong practitioner, but you fail to tolerate! Why do you always bicker with other people? Sit down, sit in the full lotus position, and search yourself carefully from within to identify your attachments!"