A solitary man stood holding an American flag atop the overpass of Veterans Boulevard and Interstate 94 in West Fargo, North Dakota. His stance resolute, stoic, against the chilly wind of a February morning.

Police cars with the names of towns and cities from around the region etched on their bodies trickled south on Veterans Boulevard towards Scheels Arena, flanked by light poles decorated with blue ribbons that waved bravely in the wind.

A helicopter circled, ad nauseum, over the area, the purr of the blades a somber soundtrack for the overcast day.

Yesterday the Fargo Police Force laid to rest one of its own…the first officer to fall in the line of duty in over 130 years…a young man with a young family, who died protecting other families.

We honor Officer Moszer.  He did his job well.

He laid down his life for the rest of us.

And deep within our souls, we know that all is not right in the world.

One of the Protectors has Fallen.

We live in a world that we like to think is safe and happy and generally good.  But we do not.  We live in a world where one of the Good Guys went down. Our hearts scream silently, “This isn’t supposed to happen!  This isn’t how the story was supposed to end!”  And we weep and mourn and wonder why things couldn’t have been different. Why??

And yet, this is not the end of the story.  We are not left alone, shaking our fist at Heaven and asking “Why?!”  It is here where wemust ask ourselves a different question, “What else?”

Etched deeply within our hearts is a knowledge of eternity, that we were made for more than this earthly existence.  That the longings and desires of our souls were made to be satisfied and that the Good Guys never die.

CS Lewis put it so well when he said, “If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”

You were made for another world.  I was made for another world.  This is not our home.  We will never be satisfied here.

Do you know how to get there?  Do you long to be satisfied?  Do you dream of a place with no pain, no grief, no broken relationships?  I do.  I dream of it everyday.  It is my True Country.  It is Heaven.

Jesus looked upon us with such deep, deep love that he entered a world of dirt, leaving behind his throne in Heaven, and said, “I want them. In fact, I want them so badly, I will DIE in order that they can live. And not just live on earth, but LIVE in Heaven WITH ME. Forever.  Never ending.”

There we will be complete, forever filled with peace, forever feeling satisfied and loved, known fully and fully known – to be seen for who we really are and loved, cherished, wanted, adored, by our Maker, our Lover, our Rescuer.  Our Protector.

This world is not my home.  My hope is not here.  This world is broken and beaten and bruised, and I do not belong here.

As the old hymn says so well, “My hope is built on NOTHING LESS than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.  I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus’ name.”

You don’t have to be a good person.  You don’t have to go to church every Sunday. It’s all on HIM.  He died so you can live forever.  Just trust Him.  He loves you and he’s trust worthy.