The Virtue of H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III and Holy Occurrences: A Glass Wound Disappeared Without a Scar After Bleeding for an Hour

A Glass Wound Disappeared Without a Scar After Bleeding for an Hour

A Glass Wound Disappeared Without a Scar After Bleeding for an Hour

The Compassion and Virtue of Dorje Chang Buddha III

On a day I was off from work, I had an idea of making a meal of steamed dumplings as an offering to our Master (refers to H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III Wan Ko Yeshe Norbu Holiest Tathagata.)

I was very happy about it at the time. After I finished mixing ingredients and seasonings into the dumpling filling, I did what I usually do at home when I cook. I picked up a tiny bit of the filling from the tray and tasted it with my tongue to find out if the amount of salt I put in was right. Then I put it back onto the tray. Such was the usual practice that I followed when cooking at home for my family. After that, I set aside the filling and began to mix the flour with water to make the dumpling wraps.

The Incident: A Severe Glass Wound

Right when I was placing the filling inside the wraps and before any of the dumplings were put in the steamer, I heard a sudden loud crashing sound. I was greatly scared by the sound because I was standing in the kitchen making dumplings and was not moving around at all. As I turned to look, I saw that a bottle of unopened soy sauce had for no reason at all fallen from the condiment table to the ground and was completely shattered. That table was about two to three feet away from me. The fright from that sudden and loud sound made my whole body break into a cold sweat. I then felt a flow of hot energy rising from my body to my head. A thought spontaneously flashed across my mind. I realized that I had committed an offense. I put my palms together and immediately started to repent. I reflected to myself, “Ah, I was wrong! I was stupid and ignorant. I am cooking for my Master (refers to H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) now. How could I taste the filling first and then wrap it into the dumplings for my Master? Ah, I was wrong!”

Tears flowed down my face without stopping. I didn’t need to analyze it. I kept asking myself how I could have done that. My tears continued to flow. The only thought in my mind was that I was guilty of committing that offense. The more I thought about it, the more contrite I became and the guiltier I felt. Of course, after I repented, I felt a little relieved.

I was about to clean up the broken pieces of the glass bottle and the spilled soy sauce that was all over the floor and then quickly cook and present the meal to my Master. I couldn’t waste any time. However, as soon as I started to move my leg, I found I couldn’t walk. I felt great pain, and my right foot couldn’t touch the ground anymore. Leaning on the wall and moving with the other foot, I made my way to the bathroom. I raised my injured right foot onto the edge of the bathtub and, with great difficulty, took off the leather shoe on my right foot. I discovered that blood was continuously flowing from the arch of my right foot at a place slightly in front of the acupuncture point called yong quan. I realized that something had penetrated my shoe. I touched my foot while washing the blood off and found a sharp piece of glass in my foot arch. I carefully pulled it out. My foot was still bleeding. I did not have the time to treat the injury and simply used a piece of ordinary tissue paper to plug up the wound.

Faith in H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III

It was past 11 o’clock already, and I had to steam and bring the dumplings over to the Master’s house. It would take 25 minutes to get there by riding my bicycle. Any further delay would cause me to miss my Master’s mealtime. I didn’t want to delay even one second. That was the only thought in my mind. I must not delay the Master’s mealtime. I wasn’t concerned about my foot at all. If I missed the Master’s lunchtime, the dumplings would become leftovers for the evening. That would make me very unhappy indeed.

After going to my Master’s house and presenting the lunch, I came back home and sat on a chair. I realized that I had to treat my wound. It was a big cut with a lot of bleeding. I had worked as a medical doctor for three years and knew what needed to be done. I should first disinfect the wound with alcohol or iodine solution using cotton balls at home. Then I would go to the hospital to get a shot to prevent tetanus.

The Miracle Healing Without a Scar

However, after taking off my shoe, I saw that a miracle had happened. The wound on the bottom of my foot was nowhere to be found! Even any trace of the wound was gone! I was extremely surprised. The only thing I saw that was related to the wound was that piece of tissue in my shoe with dried blood on it. The cut by the sharp broken glass was no longer on my foot! This was very surprising to me but was absolutely true. I couldn’t understand this fact before my very eyes even after pondering it over many times. How could this happen?

I told the story to my husband that evening. He is a graduate of Beijing Postal and Telecommunications College and studied radio waves and digital communication. So he emphasizes scientific reasoning. He knew that I was telling the truth. He looked at my foot himself and affirmed that there was no wound. Neither of us could understand this no matter how hard we thought because it was inexplicable. Such a severe injury was gone after at most one hour without receiving any treatment. There was not even any trace of redness or swelling. You all may not know my situation. Normally, if I accidentally poke my finger with a needle while sewing a button, the little bit of bleeding causes the finger to swell for at least three days. That is precisely why what happened to me this time is so extraordinary.

Reflection on the Power of H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III

Later, I realized that this was a blessing from the dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas. They saw my stupid act of tasting food that was being prepared for and that was later presented to my Master. They were angry at me and gave me a warning by smashing the bottle of soy sauce. The dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas are also very benevolent to me. When they saw that I was sincerely repenting and correcting my mistake, they fully mended the cut on my foot. I am very grateful to my Master (refers to H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) and am also very grateful to the dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas for their help.

From this experience, I truly realized that we disciples must be very pious to our Master. Our three karmas must completely correspond with those of our Master. There must not be the slightest deviation in such correspondence, whether intentional or not.

What I described above was a true experience of mine. I did not state anything false in my description of it. I would like to make the following vow. If I made any false statement or said anything that was not true, I am willing to descend to the hell realm immediately. I will end my statement at this point.

Yuxiang Wang

(Based on an edited tape-recorded statement of Ms. Yuxiang Wang)

(The text was translated from the Chinese text that follows.)

A Glass Wound Disappeared Without a Scar After Bleeding for an Hour
A Glass Wound Disappeared Without a Scar After Bleeding for an Hour

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A Truck Was Demolished Falling Off a Cliff, Yet the Occupants Were Unharmed

A Truck Was Demolished Falling Off a Cliff, Yet the Occupants Were Unharmed

A Truck Was Demolished Falling Off a Cliff, Yet the Occupants Were Unharmed

My son Xiaoyu Tang once worked as a driver for the 4th company, 2nd barracks, 17th vehicular regiment of the Chengdu Military District. One night in the autumn of 1993, he went to H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III Wan Ko Yeshe Norbu Holiest Tathagata to humbly request a blessing for the next day’s trip to deliver goods to Tibet. He said, “Grand Buddha Master, I will be driving into Tibet. The Sichuan-Tibet roads are very dangerous, and I fear an accident. I beg the Grand Buddha Master to bestow a blessing upon me.” The Buddha Master was painting at the time. Without giving it much thought, His Holiness smiled and said, “You do have a little accident in store, but it won’t kill you.” Xiaoyu knelt forward, and H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III put his hand on Xiaoyu’s head and blessed him. After Xiaoyu prostrated before and thanked H.H. Great Dharma King, he left for Tibet.

A little after 9:00 on the morning of December 26, 1993, Xiaoyu’s convoy was delivering cement to a mountaintop outpost on the border between Tibet and India, climbing the extremely steep and frighteningly curvy Demula Snow Mountain in the Chayu district. At a turning point on the mountain road, someone had bridged a sagging spot with two logs and covered it with mud and grass. It appeared on the surface to be part of the road, but it was actually hollow and could not support the weight of a few dozen military vehicles. Below was a valley more than 180 meters deep. Beside the bottom of the valley was the raging Yaluzangbu River. When Xiaoyu and his partner Qilin Zhao drove up to this segment of the road, the logs gave away with a loud crack and the truck tumbled thunderously down the cliff! Xiaoyu yelled with all his strength, “Quickly save me, Grand Buddha Master!” Then he called out to his partner Qilin Zhao, “Hold on to me quickly.” His partner grabbed Xiaoyu by the waist, and the two of them went tumbling down with the truck. All of a sudden, Xiaoyu had the sensation of being supported from below. It was as though he was floating down lightly to the bottom of the valley while lying on soft cotton. At the instant they hit the bottom of the valley, the two of them were ejected from the truck as it disintegrated and the doors, engine, and tires flew in all directions. The vehicle was in pieces; all that was left were the tangled contours of the driver’s cab lying less than two meters from the riverbank. One more flip and it would have fallen into the river.

Meanwhile, at the top of the cliff, the company commander immediately ordered that bugles be blown to stop the trucks. All of the soldiers took off their hats and stood in silent tribute for their “lost” comrades. Everyone knew that nobody could survive a fall from a cliff 184 meters (604 feet) high. The company commander immediately notified regiment headquarters to set up two makeshift altars. He also dispatched about a dozen soldiers down on ropes to gather the remains. Those soldiers were slowly let down that precipice. The company commander instructed them to find as many bones as possible so that they may be pieced together at a later time. When the soldiers reached the bottom of the valley thirty minutes later and found Xiaoyu and Qilin leaning on a boulder beside the debris of the truck, they fell back petrified, thinking they were seeing ghosts!

When Xiaoyu and his partner got back to the road, the company commander immediately ordered them to go to the hospital for a check-up. No one believed that two people of flesh and blood could survive unscathed a fall from a cliff 184 meters (604 feet) high that completely shattered their truck. The soldiers all thought that even if the two of them were luckily able to escape death temporarily, their internal organs must surely have been damaged. However, the results of the hospital examinations surprisingly indicated that other than slight bruises to their legs, everything was normal with the two of them!

A few days after the incident, Xiaoyu’s supervisor came to my home and recounted the accident in detail. He said, “Xiaoyu Tang and his partner are the first survivors of a falling vehicle accident in the Chayu part of the Sichuan-Tibet transportation line in decades. The truck fell from a cliff 184 meters (604 feet) high and was completely destroyed. Even the steel frame was smashed into pieces, but they came out safe and sound! This is too fantastic, too incredible.” 

How could they know that his survival was a result of the blessing of H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III! I have not heard of any person in the world today besides my Buddha Master who possesses such magnificent power to save lives from the hands of Yama, the king of the hell realm! I solemnly swear to the following: My son, Xiaoyu Tang, fell down a 184-meter (604 feet) cliff in a vehicle, yet he truly came out of the fall safe and sound. If this account is a fabrication, my entire family will surely experience evil retribution and disaster. Because what I say is the truth, my entire family should enjoy profound blessings and wisdom and the happiness of human beings should increase!

As a father, I must say something sincerely at this point. When that event happened, Xiaoyu Tang was a self-cultivator whose practice was in accord with the dharma. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas protected him. However, at this time, Xiaoyu Tang’s practice is not good. Thus, whether his future will be good or bad, it is totally in his control.

Buddhist disciple,

Hui Han Da

January 16, 2007

(This is a complete translation of the Chinese text that follows originally written and signed by Hui Han Da.)

A Truck Was Demolished Falling Off a Cliff, Yet the Occupants Were Unharmed

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