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Naturalistic vs Christian Worldviews


The naturalistic worldview ignores anything supernatural or spiritual. All hope, accomplishment, and life lie in nature and man. Apart from those two, there is nothing.
The Christian worldview sees things differently. Christians believe in supernatural and spiritual things. Christians believe that God has a hand in the universe, our planet, and each of our lives. Christians believe that all life comes from God, and “without him was not any thing made that was made” - John 1:3B.
Often, naturalism takes on the opinion that man must fight against nature, and that nature is always going to prevail over man. This is apparent in E. J. Pratt’s poem on the Titanic.
As Christians, we believe that God is in control of nature and the elements thereof. It is when man goes against the will of God that tragedies like the sinking of the Titanic occur. Those in higher powers knew that sending the Titanic on a journey that fateful night was a bad idea; nevertheless, they ordered that it be done. Furthermore, they naturalistically put their whole trust in the “indestructible” Titanic, built by mortal humans. This brings to mind the words of Nebuchadnezzar recorded in Daniel 4:30: “Is not this great Babylon, that I have built for the house of the kingdom by the might of my power, and for the honour of my majesty?” We all know what Nebuchadnezzar had to go through because he took on a naturalistic, prideful attitude.
Naturalism puts its trust in man; Christians put their trust in God. Which worldview will you choose? Will you insist in putting your trust in man’s feeble attempts to save himself in this generation, or will you put your trust in God who is soon to come in the clouds of glory?
Choose Christ today, for He is coming soon!
Thomas Mayhew

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