As Singapore went into lockdown in April and all physical events and workshops were cancelled or put on hold, World Autism Awareness Day, internationally recognised on 2 April, was forgotten; instead, the plight of the poor, elderly, and migrant workers became the talking point among Singaporeans.
In the midst of those pressing needs, I knew that it was not the time for me to push my personal agenda, even if it was for a good cause like the special needs community. But I also started to wonder: Was this signalling the end of my ministry in special needs?
At the same time, the projects that my husband was working on came to a standstill, so his sources of income dried up. By June 2020, there was still no sign of things returning to normal. Clearly, it was going to be another month of dipping into our savings. He applied for government aid, and I contemplated applying for a full-time position so that we could have additional income.
I continued to believe that the Lord was providing for us. But I couldn’t help also asking myself: We had faithfully served the Lord, so why did we end up in this situation?