From Aimee Beske

I will never forget the time I spent with Timothy and his family. Although it was short, it made a huge impact on me. I will never forget his kindness and energy toward life, as well as his passion for God. I'm sure he is dancing on the streets of gold!

~ Aimee

From Josh

Timothy Pearson preached without excuse or apology. This man threw so many seeds on stony, thorned, and hard ground that if any of us truly looked we could still find some today waiting to be planted.

I can't say he saved me but he was working the fields when I got saved. He and Michelle were at so many events in my life, I I have them in family photos. I will miss my LOUD friend. The one who prayed in McDonalds like it was a Sunday morning prayer meeting. The one who called with a smile and tears. He taught me a lot in the 20 yrs I knew him. Since the bible clearly states we are rewarded for our service, I hope Timothy and Michelle invite me over to their house. I would imagine it being large with several crowns on display.

For those of you who didn't meet or know Mrs. Pearson, I can shed some light. She is the port Timothy launched from. Every night praying for a man who went here and there praying for us. I believe her to be stronger than him for the fact that Timothy got the Lords OK before moving where Michelle got on her knees simply trying to accept it. How much harder is it to support such a heavy stone in the Lords house. I thank you for lending him to the road trips where countless others were touched. Thank you for praying when he was sleeping in a car because his faith had taken him where the gas had yet to catch up. Thank you for paying the bills when some here including myself were enjoying the benefit of having a man of God at a wedding or a time of need. Thank you Michelle.

1 Corinthians 15:50-56, New International Version (NIV)

50 I declare to you, brothers and sisters, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. 51 Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— 52 in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. 53 For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. 54 When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”[a]

~ Josh

From Tony Lewis

I have known Timothy for almost 25 years. Through those years Timothy and I have spent hours talking about family, human nature, travel, humorous situations, basketball... you-name-it. But without a doubt, most of our conversations were centered around God and His Word.

As I think back on Timothy’s life, I am certain, that I have witnessed God’s loving kindness and tender mercies continuously being poured out on Timothy’s very existence. Today Timothy has joined that great cloud of witnesses in heaven spoken of in Hebrews 12:1. He, along with all the others, is looking down and encouraging us to lay aside every weight and every sin that would hinder us from running this spiritual race with strength and endurance.

Death where is your sting? O grave, where is your victory? Thanks be to God who gives us the Victory through our Lord Jesus Christ! (1 Cor. 15: 55, 57)

~ Tony Lewis, Brother-In-Law

From Brad Browne

Dear Michelle,

You and I have never met, and I only had the privilege of knowing Timothy a short while. but from the first time I met him, in the company of David Powell, at the Bristol Pointe mail boxes, I could tell he was a man of God. What a sweet, sweet nature. I looked forward to each of the following times we met and chatted, and was disappointed when he wasn't at the mail boxes when I was. I was shocked when David told me that Timothy had passed. Even in the few times he and I met, I knew he was someone I wanted to know better.

He was happily surprised when I told him my son had attended the U. of Alabama in Tuscaloosa.

Michelle, I want to pass on to you this poem titled The Dash by Linda Ellis. I've read it at several funerals and memorial services at our church. I hope it has the same meaning for you that has ministered to so many others. I'm giving a hard copy of it to David to give to you. I read of a preacher who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on his tombstone

From the beginning . . . To the end.

He noted that first came the date of his birth,

And spoke of the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time

That he spent alive on Earth.

And now only those who loved him

Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;

The cars. . . The house. . . The cash;

What matters is how we live and love,

And how we spend our dash. . .

From the little time Timothy and I spent conversing, it was obvious to me, he spent his dash superbly. I'm very sorry for your loss.

~ Brad Browne

From Lee and Jan Melby

Michelle, thank you so much for including me on the contact list. My time with Timothy goes back to the days of the Full Gospel Business Men, I was a chapter president in Tempe AZ. Then we were blessed to have a home church that Timothy attended when he was on one of his ventures out. You may recall when you lived close to the shopping center in N. Phoenix and Timothy would hold church at the coffee shop. The Lord would simply send those who He wanted Timothy to minister to.

Then during these later years we would always pray together and have each other confirm what the Lord was saying. Some times Timothy would have a word and He always ask me to give him one. The Lord would give me a word to share. We talked often about his going on one more venture. Well I am of the age now when I could take the same venture whenever the Lord may call. Today we still have our outreach mission to those who suffer tragic need.

Please know that the Lord loves you beyond measure and that we are available to help should you need help. I shall forever love Timothy in the Lord as one of those RARE Sons of God without measure. Blessings

~ Lee and Jan Melby

From Darryl Hardin

June 08, 2011

Mrs Pearson,
I have read every note of condolence posted on this site, after having posted one of the first. My recollection of your husband was from half a century ago when I was 13 years old and Tim was a star basketball player for Tuscaloosa High School. I am sorry I did not know him as many of those knew him who have signed this Guest Book. He must have been the kind of Christian I would like to be. I will never attain that, but his legacy, as attested to by his many friends, will be an inspiration for me. I just read Harry's post and I am convinced that I missed out on knowing a truly great man.

~ Darryl Hardin, Tuscaloosa, AL

May 13, 2011

Mrs. Pearson and family:
My thoughts and prayers will be with you at this time of loss. Although I did not know Mr. Pearson, I remember him well from that Tuscaloosa High School championship team. I was there for the State Tournament games, and I may be mistaken, but I seem to remember your husband was injured under the north goal at Foster Auditorium during the final game they won for the state championship. I was a 1966 graduate of THS, but saw virtually every home game that year. Many, many fond memories.

~ Darryl Hardin, Tuscaloosa, AL

From Darenda Anastazi

For years I have quipped of Timothy, “He is today’s John the Baptist” without considering the full implication of such an indictment. When you consider what we know of Jesus’ cousin the word oddity comes to mind. He certainly made odd clothing choices… ate odd food; even for his day. His message was not necessarily popular… repentance is no ones favorite sermon. I suggest that the thing that actually made John and Timothy odd was not their deviance from the norm of the day, but their single eye, their willingness and joy in walking out their solitary devotion. They both lived poured out lives. As the world looks on such contentment and fidelity with the living God they do not identify with those qualities and so find them odd and unfamiliar…

The bible calls that a ‘single eye’; seeing only Christ in all things. How is that possible in the perilous age in which we live? It is that living out of Luke 10:42 that Mary knew so well; “One thing is needful” A seeming contradiction to every thing we can see with our natural eyes. Timothy, like John, like Mary (also an oddity) came to a place in life where they easily distinguished the sacred from the profane. It sounds easy, the words sound like opposite poles, but all of life is begging to inhabit the gray space; when Black or white is the archetype. Hot or cold is the precedent…God save us from being lukewarm!

Timothy’s union with his God burned white hot, for all the world to see. He was a burning bush in our desert, unconsumed for our benefit. He can never be replaced…

~ Darenda Anastazi

From Suzanne Lewis

Timothy was a multifaceted person. We had many precious prayer times as well as good times just talking and laughing. One time Tim left me a phone message singing, "Get in that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans!" Some of the best times was when Georgie (3 year old granddaughter) would watch Tim tap dance for her. She would giggle and then start to laugh and then we'd all laugh as Tim continued to tap his way into all our hearts! We will miss him greatly!

~ Suzanne Lewis, Sister-in-law

From David Powell

Every vein in Timothy’s body was filled with an enthusiastic, loving spirit. He loved his Almighty God, he loved his wife Michelle, and he loved his home state of Alabama. He found his purpose in life at an early age and was faithful to the very end. His spirit is still amongst us and hopefully we’ll meet again.

~ David Powell

From Harry Hammonds

I took about 1000 showers with Tim during our high school time.We played on the same high school team. We were 34 - 0 State Champs and
the # 1 team in the nation. That's pretty good for 10 boys from Tuscaloosa High. Tim went to that 'Cow college'', I don't know it's name.Tim, Dick, Danny and myself ran together back then. It was our own ''Happy Days.'' We had the run of the school and the Best Looking Ladies. We also had the best class. ever to come out of Tuscaloosa High. ....The Class of '61....but that was 50 years ago.

Tim and I talked 3 or 4 times a week. I'm going to miss those calls. I didn't understand what he was talking about...but I listened, but at the end of each phone call we told each other that we loved each other, and I will love him till I die. 50 years of friendship is hard to beat. I will say it again...I love you, Tim.

~ Harry Hammonds, Tuscaloosa, Alabama

From Kurt Porter

Dear Michelle,

You have my deepest sympathy in the loss of your husband and friend ,Tim. As you know, Tim has been in contact with me on a regular basis since the passing of my mom in June of last year.The time that we spent together on the phone was most pleasurable as we could share thoughts of our childhood and parents that others just didn't know of.He was a great encouragement to me and I will always treasure those discussions about the Lord and his soon return in power and great glory.I will always remember my friend and cousin Tim as a man that was totally dedicated and sold out to serving Christ with great boldness,no fear but a sweet humble spirit.Those qualities of character can be attributed to the power of the Holy Spirit living inside the sole of the man,Tim Pearson...

In His Service,
~ Kurt Porter

From Melissa Fortenberry

Timothy brought so much joy to our office. When Michelle first started working here, he wrote me the sweetest thank you card. Inside he wrote different things he was thankful for and one was, "your ternderness and care and concern for my wife to help her adjust to her new job." I think this reflects the love he always showed to Michelle. He would bring her breakfast in the morning if she didn't have time to eat, bring her lunch, lug around her Avon boxes and pray for her and our office. I specifically remember walking in the back room when Michelle was having a hard day and he was just holding her and praying for her. What an amazing example of a loving person. He really did practice what he preached!
Michelle, what a blessing to be married to such a wonderful, caring man. My heart aches for your loss each day. Timothy will be missed by so many, but especially by you, his dear sweet loving wife.
I will cherish these memories and examples of leading a loving, Christ-centered marriage.

~ Melissa Fortenberry, Dallas, Texas