Losing my darling, and precious son, Brandon, at the age of 30 years old, is the hardest thing that I have ever done in my life. The only thing that gets me through this is knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that Brandon was a born-again Christian. He lived the life, not just walked the walk. He was a Missionary, and about to leave to go overseas as a Missionary Evangelist. God had a different plan, though. He called Brandon home, and that gives me Blessed Assurance that I will see him, again. I am so thankful to God that I have the beautiful memories that I have. Brandon was a true Blessing to everyone he was around. I miss him, so much!!!
— Paulla Boatman-Jankowski

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