Breaking Through Interference by Being an Upright Falun Dafa Disciple

By a Falun Dafa disciple in Chongqing City, China

(Clearwisdom.net) Please allow me to post my cultivation realizations here on the window of the Clearwisdom website, for my own encouragement and that of other practitioners.

I'm a sixty-seven year-old Dafa disciple in Chongqing City who began Dafa practice ten years ago in 1996. I have been through many ups and downs on my cultivation path. I was also affected after the persecution of Dafa and Dafa disciples began in 1999, and had serious sickness karma later on. But with fellow practitioners' help and under Dafa's guidance I passed a deadly test, broke through the old forces' persecution, and returned to Fa-rectification cultivation.

In 2002, local police illegally arrested and took me to a brainwashing class where I was severely tortured. I began to feel sick after I was released in 2003. I couldn't eat or sleep well, and my whole body was swollen. When the swelling went down I was so emaciated that I looked like a skeleton. My family and my friends took me to a hospital. I was diagnosed with leukemia. As it was a fatal illness, even the hospital couldn't help me. I had to go home. Soon I couldn't get out of bed, and hard lumps could be felt along my waist. My family carried me to the hospital again on a stretcher. Friends and family often said behind my back, "This time he will not come back again."

A practitioner came to visit me when I was at the brink of death. She brought along many truth-clarification materials and told me, "(We should) walk the path Master arranged for us. Don't acknowledge the old forces' persecution of us."

Her words suddenly woke me up. Wasn't Master using this practitioner to remind me? Bad people and wicked policemen forced me to go through five months of brainwashing last year, which was actually the old forces' persecution. Now the demons made me feel sick, which was also the old forces' persecution - merely another method, another form.

I thought that having found the criminals that persecuted me I wouldn't let them get away with it this time. "I, a Dafa disciple during the Fa-rectification period, need to validate Dafa. What I was doing was the most magnificent and sacred thing in the cosmos. No one had the right to hurt me. In addition to not acknowledging the old forces' arrangements, I should also eliminate them and not allow them to exist."

The sickness demon was nothing. Which hell dares to have me, an upright Dafa disciple? That night in the hospital I had a dream: I was in front of a dam, which had a big, dark entrance and a guard on both sides. I went up to the entrance, but the guard did not let me get in and said, "You don't belong here. Why are you going in?" I was held back.

I felt grateful when I woke up and couldn't hold back my tears. I knew that Master was saving me. Within a day the cancerous lumps in my waist went away, and I felt better mentally. I felt that the hospital was not the right place for me to stay. I insisted on being released. Not long after going home I recovered quickly and resumed the state of a cultivator.

My friends, family, and relatives spread my experience of passing this deadly test as if it were a fairy tale. I also use my personal experience to more assertively validate the Fa, clarify the truth and offer sentient beings salvation.

Chinese version available at http://minghui.ca/mh/articles/2006/9/13/137723.html

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