My eyes were opened to the reality of history – and to humanistic revisionism – as 20 LCA students visited Scotland and England this spring as part of our history course.  The two-week whirlwind trip visited the Scottish capital, Edinburgh; the site of King James VI’s crowning, Stirling; and the mecca of freedom and scholarship, St. Andrews.

We saw sites where Christian martyrs were hung, drawn, quartered and tortured for daring have a personal faith in Christ, one different from the state religion. Their bravery inspired us.

In the British Museum, we saw archaeological artifacts from Egyptian and Babylon excavations that corroborated Biblical accounts of history, but these seemed to be off in the corner, out of view, as if a historical revisionist wanted them to be overlooked.

All these were eye-openers. And it’s a good thing they opened our eyes because our eyes kept closing from the fatigue from breakneck, non-stop historical tourism. We stayed most of the time at hostels, with shared bathrooms, dinning, and bunks.  At times, we really got on each others nerves – everybody living together in close quarters, eating together, walking to and from the tube together.

But also, there were heart-warming moments as many of us solidified friendships that will last a lifetime. We saw just how much Josh Edralin, then a junior, really loves God. We saw how friendly then-senior Juan Rojas is. We admired incoming freshman Milan Marino’s maturity.

Many of the panoramic views were breathtaking.  In England, we visited one church, and I let down my insecurities and pride and just enjoyed worshipping God. That night, the pastor asked me to give my testimony.

This was my favorite trip of all times, and I have been to a lot of places in the U.S. and around the world. I will never forget our wonderful hosts, Ron and Jackie Wilkie and their children, a pastoral family who used their vacation time to attend to our sometimes-grumpy teenagers from the States.  It is invaluable to have new acquaintances who immediately feel like old friends and can make a place so far away feel like home.

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