This is the earthly end of the miraculous love story.
While it would seem to be a bit confusing to have a page with this title, perhaps I can enlighten you with my reasoning. Since this ministry began, some time in 2002, we have been beaten up, bloodied, and left for dead by the enemy. I am not speaking metaphorically, as Satan has spent the past five years doing his worst to prevent our best for the Lord.
We began that year with three members of this ministry: Paul Parsons, his wife, Mitzi Parsons, and Vivian Cannon, Mitzi's mother. In 2013, Mitzi almost died with a serious ecoli infection. She spent that year in either the hospital or rehabilitation. Then, in 2014, shortly after Mitzi was released, Vivian went home to be with the Lord. A few months later, Mitzi and Paul lost their home, and they were forced to live in Paul's son's garage, which had been refurbished for their use. Since 2014, Paul and Mitzi have been at death's door on a number of occasions.
Paul and Mitzi both hoped that she would one day walk again, but it wasn't to be, as she remained bedridden until she, too, went home to be with the Lord on July 28. 2018, at the age of only 59. As he is able to write about this fateful blow, he will be sharing his pain on these pages, as well as his hopes for the ministry to continue, Soon his daughter, Shellee Tullis, will be joining him in these efforts. We will introduce her to our readers/partners at a later time.
But for the present, Paul Parsons will conduct the work of this ministry until he, too, goes home. In the meantime, the following writings, which he shared on facebook, are made available to you, as well as a few new notes. Please understand Paul's need to share his grief with our readers and friends. For it is not only cathartic, but it also shows his willingness to express his vulnerability for all to see. That way, people will realize that even an ordained minister, a man of God, if you will, can have his faith shaken to its core. Even Jesus asked God why He had forsaken Him.
July 28 ·
This is my niece Mitzi Parsons - who went home today! Please pray for our family and her husband Paul Parsons as we face this time in our lives!
Paul Parsons is feeling sad with Mitzi Parsons
On Saturday, July 28, 2018, my precious wife, Mitzi, went home to be with the Lord. I know my heart's broken, because I can feel the pain soooo bad in my chest! She was indeed my better half, because the half that's left doesn't know what to do.
To Charlie Brown I will say, "grief is NOT good."
Please pray for me...I want to go with her. Thanks to my family members who have been there with me. God bless you all.
Finally, to my sweet Mitzi: Honey, I hope you didn't suffer and that you have met my mom by now. She will LOVE you. See you soon, baby. I love you with all my heart and soul, what's left of it that is.
Brenda Hall I know your pain so well Paul. She was the love of your life. We miss her and will continue to mourn for her. I believe your mom, her mother, and uncles were waiting to welcome her to that city where there’s no pain nor death. I believe with all my heart that if she had any pain her face would have shown it. We’re praying for you! I love you brother. God bless you through this valley. Brenda
Shirley Eison Very sweet words , Paul. I'm so sorry about Mitzi. I enjoyed talking to her on FB. She seemed very sweet.
Michelle Dunn I am so sorry for your loss Paul. I haven't seen Mitzi in years, but I will miss her. She was a wonderful friend. I know how much she loved you. Please take care of yourself!
So sorry for your loss.
Mike Mikeyman Schwartz So sorry Paul, she was a very sweet girl. Sending Thoughts and Prayers. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏. RIP Mitzi. 😪
Sharon Tullis Praying for you
The Lord will give you comfort and strength
Miriam Comellas Stephens So sorry for your loss, Paul, and the pain you are going through. Praying that God will grant you peace. I loved her and will miss her, too. She loved you very much.
Mary Smith WOW Paul, I am SHOCKED my heart is so sad for you. Mitzi was one of my sweet Singles 35+ friends. We met the loves of our lives in that chat room. May God wrap His arms around you at this time.
Doryce Gilderson Gaskins Mitzi always had everyone pray for you. You also was the love of her life. Will continue praying for you. Keep everyone informed of how your doing
We love you and so does Jesus.
Dave Tesar ...Am so glad I met you & Mitzi years ago. Always a positive person.
Deanna Alvarez Albano So sorry for your loss Paul ... praying that God will comfort you and brother no peace to your ❤️
Oh Paul, I'm so sorry for your loss. Mitzi was a very special person who I cherished in my life. Thank you for the joy you brought in to her life. May you find The Peace Of Christ as you move through these difficult times.
Regena Lynch What! Oh No! Oh Paul I am so sorry! What happened! Prayers are with you.
Rachel Comellas Arocha Praying for you. ❤️
Paul we are soooo sorry. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. Lean HEAVY on the LORD. We pray you receive Peace from the Lord. Tony is devastated also. The pain is real, and the Lord is the only one that can help. Mitzi, will be missed by all family and friends. Dear Lord , I ask that you wrap your loving arms around Paul, and give him added strength.
I'm so sorry for your loss :(
Fran Jackson I pray for God's comfort in your hardest of time.
Tina Anderson Prayers sent for strength and comfort. She was a special lady that loved you very much.
Ernie Eison Paul when God is ready for you , you will go an be with her , so don’t go doing something that’s against his will !
Sending love and comforting thoughts to lighten your heart. Loved working with Mitzi at Nova Pro years ago. Havent' seen her is a long time, but wlll still miss her beautiful presence on this earth.
August 4 ·
I don't want to sleep, but when I do, I don't want to wake up. I want people near me, but I want to be alone. I want to starve, but I am eating too much. I need Mitzi, but I can't find her. Shoot, I can't even find ME. 😥😪
Christiana Wood We love you, Pawpaw.
Betty Jackson Miranda We are all here for you when you need us
Laura Tullis I'll be calling you again today. Dont worry! I think your phone will be ringing a lot these days! You are dearly loved, and we are here for you. 💞
Tina Anderson (((HUGS)))
I want to thank everyone for their kind words, thoughts, and prayers. I am just trying to come to grips with all this. I spend a lot of time talking to myself...to Mitzi...and to God. I'm not crazy yet, but it's like I'm driving myself there in a 1,000 hp Maserati. I love you all
Kathryn Fletcher Paul I am so sorry that you had to say goodbye to your split apart (soulmate). You are in Reeds and my thoughts and prayers.
Brenda Hall I pray for you daily Paul. God will continually give you strength to carry you through. I love you brother!
Sherrolyn Hall Morris You are constantly in my prayers! Just hang in there and lean on Jesus - he will lead and guide you!
Shellee And Mike Tullis God’s got this...and you...and Mitzi in the palm of His Hand. He’s big enough to fill this void because He was big enough to take on your sin. He knows your greatest fault and your greatest need. Now is the time to lean on His Everlasting Arms. I love you Dad. ❤️
I am reading a book by C. S. Lewis called "A Grief Observed". It is about his own grief at the loss of his wife. I have been purposely avoiding writing about my sadness at the loss of Mitzi, because it only brings others down. So, these will be my last words on Facebook on the subject.
In the book, Lewis writes, "At work, at the club, in the street, I see people, as they approach me, trying to make up their minds whether they'll 'say something about it' or not. I hate it ...if they do, and if they don't. R. has been avoiding me for a week." He goes on to say that "Perhaps the bereaved ought to be isolated in settlements like lepers."
As for my own feelings right now. It has been 25 days since I heard her sweet voice, and since I looked at and touched her lifeless body. The pain, still, is beyond description.
It is funny in an ironic kind of way that I started waking up (when I could force myself to wake up), and noticing that the three lights seemed so dim in my room all alone. It took a while to realize that it wasn't my eyesight that was failing me; it was the fact that the room was now devoid of the brightness that was my sweetheart.
For the entire 20 years we were together, we had a little thing we did, almost on a daily basis, where I would say, "you are the prettiest girl in the whole wide world." To which she would respond, "the WHOLE wide world? No, I'm not." And I would insist that she was. On that last fateful day, she wasn't anymore. It was that light, the one that came from her full-of-life eyes (especially when she smiled) that made her so beautiful. And that, like Mitzi, was gone.
I will soon begin a little series of essays on my website about what made our love so special. I will try to put into words all that she was to me. To read it check out healoneministries.org. Coming soon. I love you all for your cards, phone calls, and mostly for your prayers. Your prayers are what is keeping me going. God bless you all.
Christiana Wood We love you, Pawpaw. 💖
David Fletch Wilson Fill your mind with Good Thoughts and memories, there's a new Heaven and Earth coming, count on it.
Paul Parsons Amen, cuz. Amen!
Laura Tullis I'm so sorry you're having to go through this. We are all here for you. Most of all, your Father in Heaven.
Doryce Gilderson Gaskins Paul we love you and are praying for you. Mitzi loved you so much and you will see her again. Grieving is normal we all do it. God is storing up all your tears
Pray for God to help you fill your days with helping others in the Lord.
Mitzi! Okay, there I said it. I said I wouldn't say anything more about her, but to be more specific, I wasn't gonna use Facebook to drown my sorrows in the love and the condolences of others. However, the fine print, which you never read, allows me to mention things that bring happiness or joy or peace or something positive. For those who want to hear her voice again, which I often do, it is forever enshrined in The Museum of Antiquities which is more familiarly known as You Tube. Just go there and type in "Mitzi Parsons" and "Only He." She wrote the lyrics to the song and another girl wrote the music. I think you will enjoy it.
It is now September. I am spending lots of time with the Lord, time I might have been spending caring for my sweetheart, something that she felt was a task. I felt that it was an honor. Am I saying that God took Mitzi, so I would spend more time with Him? Of course not! I don't know why He took her. God's ways are higher than our ways. But I have come to realize that when God gives you a gift as precious as Mitzi, it is that much more painful when the gift is lost.
Consequently,there hasn't been a day without tears, not even many hours, for that matter! I miss her every minute of the day, but I must go on. God has given a mission I must complete. I will spend my last breath in that effort.
Paul Parsons is feeling sad.
9 mins ·
I'm gonna try very hard in this post not to be too, um, maudlin (over sentimental, mushy, especially self-pitying). When I watch a tv show and something is funny, I laugh alone. I miss Mitzi's laugh. She could really belt it out. She would laugh so hard that she would lose her breath. Her mother had that same laugh. To say it was infectious is an understatement.
I had a phenomenal dream last night: it was as if I got a little view of heaven. It was really wonderful. Normally, I would share that dream with the person I knew who was closest to Jesus, but she wasn't around anymore.
I was watching NCIS the other night and there was a scene where one guy was having some emotional problems. It came out at the end that he had some issues about another guy on the show who died at the end of last season. He said, "I miss my buddy."
I, too, miss my buddy.
It is now October. I keep asking the Lord, "Why?" For most of my life, I have been able to wrap my head around things. But losing my honey has not been one of those things.
Yesterday, October 20, 2018 was my birthday. I have had 73 of them. It was my first since 1998 without my Mitzi. I don't know if our love story is the greatest ever. I don't even know if it was the greatest one to come from the internet. After all, it's not a contest. Is it? For us, though, it was a contest every day for each of us to show the most love for the other. And every day, we both won.
Now, I sit here alone in my room and I pray. And I talk to Mitzi's picture. And I yearn to hear her voice. ., I go to You Tube and look her up. Interesting how she and a friend wrote a song called Only He, and over a decade later I started a ministry called He Alone. I didn't learn about that cassette she had, or its title, until we had owned this domain name for several years. Coincidence or God? You judge for yourself.
But, while you judge, consider this: I was certain that the Lord gave me the name of this ministry. That we could bring this nation back to its former state of godliness alone was impossible. And that only God could help us meet the requirements of II Chronicles 7:14, and no nation, not even the Roman Empire, has ever needed healing more than America. I knew it would take the entire body of Christ to get the job done, and that it would start with one Christian. I guess I'm slow, but it took a little while for me to connect the dots: (1) God will heal our land (He alone). (2) God will start with just one Christian (Heal one). Thus, we have he al one ministries.org! Coincidence or God? You be the judge. I will content myself, as best I can without my best friend, to the job of giving the Declaration of Dependence away to the person God tells me is best equipped to distribute it to the nation.
Pray that He will give me wisdom and peace.
It is now the end of November. Thanksgiving has come and gone. I gave as much thanks as I had it in me to give. I now face the prospect of my first Christmas alone (for the whole 73 years). So, now this facebook note:
Paul Parsons: Consider this an uninvitation. You are cordially NOT invited to my Pity Party. You will, therefore, not be able to participate in various games at the party, such as Pin the Blame on God, and Who's Crying Now, with accompanying music from Roy Orbison.
You will not be participating in the pain that has been my personal fuel for self-pity since Mitzi left me for greener pastures on July 28. You will not be partaking in the opportunity for self-blame that has been my personal place of refuge. And you will NOT be accorded the privilege of self-punishment, to the tune of eating, sleeping, or laughing less than you should.
Very much like the Camp Mulla song, which I've never heard, but have heard of, Party Don't Stop. But, I have decided that I will soon, as much as the Lord gives me strength to do so, be calling an end to this party of one. It is getting old and it is getting nothing positive done. So, please pray for me that I can stop the music and get back into life.🍾🍰🎺🎪🎉🎈
It is January 23, 2019...Three days from now, the 26th, would have been Mitzi's 60th birthday. On Sunday, January 27th, we will hold her Memorial Service at the home of my aunt Betty. We will bid her goodbye for the last time. Perhaps, then, I will have closure...perhaps.