Master's Wonders

My parents lived in Ilan City. Last year (1998) just before the day of the Tomb Sweeping Festival, I suddenly received a phone call in the early morning telling me that my 89-year-old father was dying. I went home immediately and was in tears to find my father moaning and groaning on his bed because of pain. I knew his time was up because Master's manifestation body had come to inform me eight months earlier. Without a second thought, I played Master's Buddhist Chanting tape and my husband, also a fellow practitioner, and I meditated on each side of my father, praying for Master's blessings. Gradually, my father stopped moaning and went to sleep. The next day he was sent to a hospital, but the hospital refused to take further action. All the time, I kept reciting the Holy Names and praying to Master to cleanse my father's karma quickly. I also put Master's pictures in the pockets of my father's coat and trousers. Then my father passed away in just about two minutes, and I was very grateful to Master. I knew She had been taking care of him all the time.

After my whole family had meditated and recited the holy names for my father for a while, I saw many saints, including the Three Treasure Buddhas, standing side by side above my father's body, while Master's appearance changed from Quan Yin Bodhisattva to ladies with modern dresses. Five minutes after my father's death, my oldest sister, second sister and younger sister, none of whom were vegetarian, also saw all the saints and local gods worshipped in all the temples in Ilan passing by one by one like cartoon figures on my father's bed curtain. Later, my younger sister saw beautiful scenery and buildings where numerous saints lived that she had never seen before. The higher the saints lived, the bigger their figures were. Also, my father's bed curtain was full of light rising up to the ceiling. The light was so bright that our eyes could hardly stand it. The smell of sandalwood permeated the room. Master held a Dragon's Head crutch that radiated white light and started to cure my father's spiritual body. She also placed much jewelry on my father's body and as decorations on his coffin. She even found a perfect place with an excellent location for the tomb. Our ancestors sat on several dharma boats and rose up to the sky.

Since 2:25pm when my father passed away until 3:00am the next morning, my family had been meditating and reciting the holy names without stopping. My father's face became young and good-looking like a "handsome guy". On the third morning at 6:00am, we started to meditate again. At about 7:00am, I looked up suddenly and saw gold light raining down like speckles above our heads. I was very touched and happy that my family was receiving Master's blessing. My younger sister was able to see Master the whole time. My oldest sister also saw Master. She was so happy that she put her palms together and bowed to Master constantly. My third older sister saw Master sitting on a lotus flower with my father in Her arms, flying up into the sky. Master understood my third older sister's every thought. She then realized how great Master was, and repented to Master and decided to become a vegetarian and receive initiation. She used to love meat so much that she could not have a meal without it.

No one noticed when it started, but golden light expanded from my father's body and formed a screen as large as that in a movie theater. The light of the lower part was very bright with a golden lotus flower at the bottom. At its lower right corner were white and gold saints. Other saints, as many as those from Fo Guang Shan, one by one gradually rose up to the sky. The light at the top was not very strong. In the middle there seemed to be a stairway to the sky. Master's manifestation body sometimes came down from the stairs, and sometimes appeared in different places in different forms and outfits on the screen; truly, it was ever changing. Later I saw Master carrying my father in Her hands to a place like a beautiful and refreshing garden. My father lay resting on a big sun chair. And on the front side of the bed curtain, I saw Master dressing my father beautifully. His mustache was turned upward, and he was wearing a special hat and smiling happily.

At that time, a child said to me: "Aunt! Aunt! Look, Master is holding a white umbrella. There is also the little god Nezha." My second older sister saw that Master was in Emperor Qian Long's clothes, decorated with shiny jewelry. She also saw sea waves rush to the seashore and then rush back. The scenery was very beautiful. (On the same screen, at the same time, what we saw was different than what my second older sister saw.) And my younger brother said that Master was always there.

My eldest brother, who is 66 years old, believed that it was very difficult to be greeted by saints when one died. He said that, although my father worshipped the saints and sincerely tried to do charity, he was not a vegetarian and he did not meditate; therefore, it was impossible for him to be greeted by the saints through our prayers. But at 2:30pm when he came in the side door, he was stunned to see many saints standing around my father's picture. Grinning from ear to ear, he put his palms together and bowed 90 degrees to the saints, saying "Thank you, thank you." After this, my uncles, aunts, nieces and the children all saw the saints. Altogether, about twenty of us saw Master's incredible manifestations. We all were very happy and did not have any sad feelings.

Later, my younger sister and I saw a big golden Quan Yin Bodhisattva figure as tall as the roof, while Master's manifestation body constantly changed forms. We watched with our hearts filled with sincerity. Master was indeed very compassionate! The saints and Master's manifestation bodies continued to appear on one wall and all three sides of the bed curtain. The scenery lasted until 6:30pm when my father's body needed to be put into a coffin, and we had to take away the curtains.

My father's physical body was very soft. His face looked peaceful. More strangely, his stomach did not expand. Instead, his figure was in better shape than it had been while he was alive. My younger sister saw Master put some very precious jewelry on his stomach. All of our friends and relatives agreed that my father looked young and handsome. It had been 31 hours from my father's death to the time of placing his body in the coffin, and it was also quite hot. But my father's physical body was still very well preserved. It was indeed a miracle.

On the way home to Kaohsiung, as my husband drove, my third sister sat in the backseat of the car and recited the holy names. She even saw the top of the car disappear, and then Master appeared in the sky with my father, who was smiling happily. Master took care of my husband all the way home, until they had arrived safely.

Even after my father was in his coffin, Master did not leave. On the evening of the First Seven Days after my father's death, my second sister saw a white lotus flower above his coffin. During the Third Seven Days, my younger sister saw colorful fireworks in the sky. The colors were so beautiful that she had never seen anything like it before. It was really amazing.

On the 36th day, when my father was buried, the sun was shining, but we did not feel hot. The wind was blowing softly as our car radio broadcast Master's chanting. I was intoxicated in this atmosphere and knew that Master would take care of everything. On that day, my third sister saw that the road from my home to the mountain was paved with gold. Later, she saw my father standing before her in the form of Quan Yin Bodhisattva, with a halo around his head. All these experiences made me feel very touched.

Whenever I think of the beautiful things that happened after my father's death, I am moved to tears. I am very fortunate to have such a great and compassionate Master, Who made me a pious child who was able to repay her parents. I will never forget Master's blessing, and cannot say "Thank You" enough to Master.

Master has always told us during the time of initiation that five generations of our families will be elevated. Of course I believed Her, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I have read in the News magazines and heard from friends of the incredible experiences that fellow practitioners have had when their relatives have passed away. But I never imagined that when my father died, the scenery would be so grand! This experience touched me very much and made me deeply grateful. This might be only one of the great demonstrations of Master's power. I dare not keep it private. I hope that what I myself experienced and saw can be a witness to Master's power, thereby helping to strengthen the faith of our fellow practitioners and bearing testimony to the fact that Master's every word and action indeed affirm the saying, "Enlightened Master tells no lies". Through practicing the Quan Yin Method, not only do we ourselves benefit, but our relatives and friends are also elevated by Master.

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