Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Jean Ronel Joseph, who walks on God’s path, no matter the circumstances, and invites others to join him.

Many Hands stands on the shoulders of Tim and Lucia Van Maanen, whose sacrificial “I’m with you” spirit forever set our organization on God’s path.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Pastor Francois Romelus, who is our angel on earth, gently guiding us with wisdom, courage, and love.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Karmen Brown, who shows us how to love others with the love of Jesus.

Many Hands stands on the shoulders of Jean Rene Deforge, who serves with a smile on his face, quietly working with humility and love to transform his community.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Dean and Paula Van Roekel, who use their Kingdom Talents beautifully for the Master, Jesus Christ.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Kalou, who is our protector, demonstrating the heart of God.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of prophetic words written in a song, No Longer Slaves, giving courage to those in need to live in freedom and to put to death the fear inside.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Kristie and JeanJean Mompremier, who fanned the Holy Spirit flames in us, confirming a calling to move forward in faith.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Liz Clarke, who through her vulnerability, loves people and points them to Christ.

God gave us a gift when He called Lumanès to work for Many Hands. We are a much stronger, much wiser organization because of the knowledge shared by him.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Linda Grandia, who has served Many Hands for over ten years with humility, diligence, and faithfulness.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Appolon Paul Elysee, who is a person of peace bearing Kingdom fruit, touching the lives of all who know him.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of Irene Van Roekel, who created a legacy of hospitality that is impacting generations to come.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of the city of Pella, who laid the firm foundations to effectively launch ministry in their sister city of Pignon, Haiti.

Thirteen years ago, through a message from Rick Warren, God burdened Tim with a holy discontent to create life-change in people.

The Many Hands Market in Spencer, IA is called to be local hands with global hearts transforming lives. They strive to love on people right where they are.

85 years young, Bob Vaughn is an inspiration to so many. The epitome of finishing well, he chases each day as his last, blessing all along the way.

He has a smile as big as a mile-long bridge…He loves his people, he loves Haiti, and he loves agriculture. We wouldn’t be where we are without Claudin’s heart and talents to see it through for our families.

All Jamie and Sarah Gyolai ever said to me was they wanted to be available to be used by God, with no excuses. This challenged me like no one else and showed me a different way to live life.

It is truly magnificent when two unique and fully-functioning individuals surrender to each other to do their best to love each other.

There is no Many Hands for Haiti without Craig and Christi, and I am forever grateful for God bringing them into my life.

I went behind the house, out of sight to the rest of the team, wept and had a few words for God. This seemed impossible. What could we do?

Riding in the back of the very large white Mitsubishi truck, my eyes are as wide as saucers…At the front of the truck are our leaders, Virgil and Dorothy Dykstra. Little did I know the impact this man and woman would have on me, the country of Haiti, and the state of Iowa.

They have given countless hours, resources, and prayers during some of our darkest days. Meet Jeff and Kris Van Maanen, warriors in the darkness for Many Hands for Haiti.

In 2004, Third Reformed Church in Pella, IA, gave a reverse offering to everyone in attendance. Then, something incredible happened. God showed up, people caught the vision and joined us to make a dream possible.

A boy and his mother. A mother and her boy. The bond between the two is something special, something to behold, when wrapped in love. Bev Brand, my mother, has breathed life into me from the first moment she held me in her arms.

A boy and his mother. A mother and her boy. The bond between the two is something special, something to behold, when wrapped in love. Bev Brand, my mother, has breathed life into me from the first moment she held me in her arms.

In 1947, Oran and Arshallos Bell went to Haiti. They were pioneering missionaries in Pignon, who planted and held a God-given vision for the Lord’s work for many, many years.

On that second-floor balcony, my gaze caught something below…On a heavily worn, dirt road…Sitting underneath the light, was a 10-year-old boy, reading and studying for school. “You are here for people like him…You are broken. He is broken.”

Steve and Deb Ross laid the foundations for Iowans and Haitians to work together in the Pignon area, to bring hope to thousands of people. I don’t end up in Haiti without Steve and Deb Ross.

I appreciated the passion and commitment of the P.E.T. team. When I told Pete, “We are in. Let’s do this and do it right,” I had no idea the floodgates God would open to use this program to not only give mobility, but also bring eternity for so many people.

In March 2012, God steered me towards Mark Hoffschneider, then Director of Missions at Lutheran Church of Hope. Little did I know how much this relationship would allow for God’s light to shine bright, bringing the everlasting love of Christ to many people.

All seemed lost on Tuesday, September 30, 2014…I knew the chaos I was walking into when I boarded the plane to Haiti. I also knew we were an empty tomb people, carrying the hope of Jesus Christ and no matter what happened, He was more powerful than anything we faced and His will would be done.

With a smile on her face, Leronie let us into a very private space and allowed us to catch a glimpse of her life. I’ll never forget her trust in us to tell her story.

“At the end of the presentation, I asked if there were any questions. I didn’t know one of these questions would forever change the trajectory of our work in Haiti.”

Jared and Stacey were the first ones to take the leap of faith, to move their young family down to Pignon, Haiti, and to serve the Lord in incredibly hard circumstances. There is no Many Hands for Haiti without Jared and Stacey.

Growing up in Pella, most kids knew the name Bruce Heerema, as he was a pillar in the community. He faithfully listened to God’s call, poured into people with potential, and used his resources and expertise for Kingdom work.

Pastor Kevin is also one of wisest people I know. He prays fervently, reads ferociously, and serves tirelessly. His words carry weight, planting seeds of truth to those who listen.

Many Hands for Haiti stands on the shoulders of teachers like Ms. Ann Wegand, who love people where they are and at the same time, hold a belief of what they can become.

It is the end of October, 2011, and I am at a loss. I’m completely unsettled with my life, knowing it is splintering apart…I cried out to God and said, “Lord, what must I do?”

There is no Many Hands for Haiti without Larry Madole. Larry understands to love people, you go to where they are…That is what servants of the King do: love and live life with people.

At 36 years old, Ralph had the world in his hands. Then one day, he had a headache. It got worse and worse, until he ended up in the hospital. After emergency surgery, his entire left-side of his body was completely paralyzed. The year was 1958 and Ralph was my Grandpa De Cook.

The smell of death is seared into my memory. No matter how much I try to forget it, I can’t, because on March 3, 2013, my world collided with Annalise Ynocent.

Sitting on the back of a well-worn donkey, a 43-year-old man ascends up a winding path towards a fortress called the Citadelle. At 6’1”, 200 pounds, black with gray-streaked hair, and sweat dripping down his back, this man is wildly out of place. He is one of the few...