Standing on My Recovered Legs, I Will Dispute with Anyone Who Says That Falun Gong is Not Good

In keeping with Chinese custom, during February of 2002, around the time of the Chinese New Year, the children of a retired government official in Eastern Liaoning Province were celebrating their father's 66th birthday. Many relatives and friends of his children attended, and I was one of them. During the banquet, the father's son asked him to give a welcome speech and so he did. After the first few sentences of his speech he switched the topic and told a story. He got everyone's attention by saying that he could have been without legs today. He said that he wanted to take the opportunity to tell his friends and relatives about his personal experience in practicing Falun Gong. Here is his story:

Originally both my legs and feet had vasculitis (inflammation of the blood vessels), which caused severe swelling and darkened skin. Someone told me that practicing Falun Gong could help, so I went to a practice site in March of 1999 and began my cultivation in the practice of Falun Gong. Three months later, the black color of my skin was gone and it gradually turned normal, beginning its recovery from my toes then moving up to my legs. However, on July 20, 1999 Jiang's regime began persecuting Falun Gong, so I stopped practicing. Soon thereafter, starting from my toes and then moving up to my knees, my skin became black again. It hurt to the point that I could not sleep. My children and other family members urged me to go to the hospital, but I was already no longer able to walk.

At the hospital, the doctor and all my family members told me I needed to stay to have my legs amputated. I was shocked, but then it hit me. I had to practice Falun Gong. I realized that I must steadfastly trust Master and Dafa. Only Dafa could save my legs. Only cultivating my xinxing (moral character) and doing the exercises could completely solve my problems. I decided to go home. The doctor and my family members objected, "Your legs are all black now. If you don't amputate them, you'll have blood poisoning. We had a similar patient who did not listen to us and died." Through my insistence, I went home and began to cultivate again. At the time I was not able to stand. All I could do was sit in the lotus position to do the sitting exercise. I was barely able to maintain myself in that position, as my legs and feet would swell and hurt badly.

After a few days, the black color of my skin began to subside. Despite the severe pain, and all the tears I had shed and the sweat I had perspired, my confidence level dramatically increased. After a while the black color was all gone and I could stand up. With persistence in studying the Fa and doing exercises I had overcome the illness. Falun Dafa saved my legs and everyone who saw me later was surprised.

I told my wife, "Let's go to the hospital to show them. I want to tell them that Falun Dafa is great." So we went and I asked the doctor, "Do you remember me?" The doctor replied, "no." I explained, "A while back a person came here with vasculitis of his legs. The doctors told him his legs had to be amputated. That person was me. I'm back. I want to tell you that my legs are fully recovered. They recovered from practicing Falun Gong. I will disagree with anyone who dares say Falun Gong is not good by showing them my legs." At that moment many of the hospital's patients, including police officers, had surrounded us. So I said, "I will dispute whoever tries to arrest me." But nothing happened. Everyone just quietly listened to me telling them that Falun Gong is good.