James Timothy "Tim" Pearson

It has taken a long time to write this because Tim was such a unique person and such an important part of my life. We became best friends at a time in life when friendships are intense and forever. I met Tim the first day of school at Tuscaloosa Junior High in 1955, the seventh grade. We were pretty much inseparable from then until we graduated from Tuscaloosa High six years later in 1961. We had more fun and laughs in each of those years than most people have in a lifetime. We shared...

Dear Uncle Tim...I'm laughing as I think of your mom and my grandmother, Edra, and then your brother, John (JP), my dearest Daddy as they prepare for you to ascend to Heaven! WHAT A PARTY!! I'm as confident that they are there singing away as we've always known you would be there! Life's to short for regrets, so save me a seat at the party and we'll talk it all out later! Kiss them for me!

Aunt Michelle - PLEASE get in touch with me as soon as you can. [email protected]

Over the years I have had many dinners and conversations with ol’ Uncle T and I can tell you for sure that he loved the Lord. Sometimes he would tell me stories when he was a boy or about his basketball career in Australia. Timothy had an adventurous personality and was never afraid to give another guy a hug.

My wife Lara has often shared with me her fond memories of Michelle and Timothy taking her on a trip to California one summer and their drive through Las Vegas. I can only...

I knew him simply as Mr. Pearson for 5 years as he came to my workplace. He became the textbook definition of my regular customers, and he grew to be a treasured friend, who now will be greatly missed! I know he is now in the place he always spoke of, and is loving every moment of His presence.

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!

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...

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...

One paragraph couldn’t even begin to explain or do justice for what this man lived and stood for.

Timothy was in a nutshell a spiritual mentor and revolutionary thinker that pushed me in a greater walk with Yahweh.
The last 10 + years with him either in person, or via his letters started a journey that will carry me till I cross over to see him.
I never was good with words but this says it all…


A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus...

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,...