Brent Anthony King

January 5, 1990 - January 31, 2022

BRENT KING January 5, 1990 - January 31, 2022 Brent moved to Florida in 2015 for the love of palm trees, and the beautiful scenery. He loved taking walks along the water with his dog Tayzer while keeping Grandma Bray or Mamaw King tied up for hours on the phone, talking about the Bible. He loved spending time with his sister Lynsey, and his nephews, Noah and Colt, spoiling them with “the best” gummy bears, from the Old Southeast Market. He always made sure they knew that Uncle “B” loved them. He loved sports, especially football. He and step-dad Mike , continually talked through their predictions as the season progressed. He was an avid Miami Hurricanes fan from the time he was just a little boy. His wardrobe consisted of majority Hurricane orange and green and there was no doubt about who his favorite team was, if you walked into his living room. Growing up, it was impossible to keep him off a four-wheeler if there was one available. The muddier the better. He loved to play sports, mostly football and basketball even after graduating high school. Playing flag football with his dad and Uncles, Danny and Stephen, were some of the highlights in his life that he loved to talk about. He always looked forward to a day of boating on Brookville Lake, when he could bring his friends along for tubing and knee boarding. The yearly trips to Norris Lake were the best, thanks to his Uncle Mike and Mary. Brent valued his family and treasured every moment he got to spend with them, and his family loved and cherished him. Most of all, he had a love for Jesus. He had a true experience with God when “Uncle Gene” took him to church in Pensacola, Florida. He discovered a new way of living, and that new way, was living his life for God. He learned to lean on God to help him get through his most challenging days. He learned that through each trial, it would bring him closer to God and build his faith. He loved to share special scriptures and experiences with his mom and his mom loved hearing about those moments. He not only knew about Jesus, but he also knew Him. Brent had a designated room in his home that he referred to as his “Jesus Room”. This is where he got alone with God, studied his Bible, and prayed. His prayer bench, where he would kneel and pray, was covered with a special blanket that Aunt Teresa made especially for him. It is embroidered with the Lord’s Prayer. Brent was humble, kind, and had a heart of gold. He had a passion for the homeless. He always carried wallet size scripture cards to give to those he felt could use a word of encouragement. Many times, he would remind those that he passed on the street that Jesus loves them. He often gave his extra money to those in need. He was inspired by seeing the Godly life that his uncle Alan Bray lived, and the teachings of Joyce Meyer and Pastor Charles Stanley. He also looked forward to receiving copies of Aunt Kathy’s study notes and messages. He loved the Joy FM radio station. He would tell his mom that they always seemed to play the right song at the right time. Brent will be greatly missed by his family and friends, but as each one is given that peace that only God can bring, we can rest assure that Brent is now taking his walks on streets of gold with Jesus and visiting with his brother Bradley, Papaw Bray, Grandma Carol, Aunt Brenda, Aunt Kay, Cousins Andrea, Heather, Rion Rose. and all his other loved ones that welcomed him home.