Perspective

One of my favorite things is a television show called Sons of Anarchy.  It is a adrenalin filled drama with a smidgen of dark comedy about an outlaw motorcycle club in California. I have been a fan since the pilot. Last night I watched episode 4 of season 5. 
This Episode was a sad one as the now President of the club, Jax held the wake for his best friend and club member Opie Winston.  It is a long story filled with intense details, unless you are at least familiar with the show it would do no good to try and catch you up.  Because my post is not really about the show...it is more about the perspective Jax gave as he said goodbye to his friend.  It took this episode in a tv drama for it to click with me....
He (Jax) put a snap shot of him and Opie as boys riding bicycles in Opie's pocket and simply said "see you later, Brother". The pain was evident in this scene as his childhood friend (who by the way gave his life for Jax) was laying cold in a box.
My lesson from this was, here this fictional character (or should I say writer) has a handle on death better than me...when my parents died all I could feel is the pain. Although part of me knew that I would meet at least my mother in eternity all I could focus on was she was gone and I would never see her alive here with me again.  All I could feel was the loss...Thanks to my favorite show I was able, for the first time, to think on my mother and say in my heart, I'll see you later Mom...and know in my spirit that it is true...she is waiting for me and I will see her face and I will once again feel her wonderful embrace, because no matter how painful the separation is, thanks to Jesus I can look forward to that wonderful day of reunion.  It is goodbye...but it is also see you in a while...
Another lesson for me is the lost souls here.  If Jax and Opie were real, Opie's life would have tragically ended with him entering eternity in Hell, apart from God.  And Jax does not have the understanding that when you die without Christ, you don't meet your loved ones that passed before you...You don't drift away and haunt the living with your friends and the juvenile thought of you will have a corner in Hell to party down with your friends is so false.  You end up in an eternity in Hell away from everything loved and lovely.
I have a heart for the lost.  The thought of one more person leaving the planet without the forgiveness of Christ breaks my heart and in some ways makes me angry. I know I want to impact a hurt and dying world. I am just not sure how to begin to put my desire into action.