“Help Save This Sanctuary for Survivors — Remnant Recovery

THE REMNANT RECOVERY MOVEMENT

A COMMUNITY TO HEAL WHAT THE WORLD LEFT BROKEN

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INTRODUCTION: A Safe Place to Heal, Grow, and Rebuild

What if a single place could spark a movement that spreads across the world —

a wave of healing sanctuaries where people recover from depression, addiction, trauma, and fear not just through treatment, but by rediscovering their purpose?

Remnant Recovery Ranch is more than land and buildings.

It’s the seed of something far greater —

a sanctuary designed to restore the broken, reignite hope, and inspire others to create healing spaces of their own.

This is where the movement begins. But we can’t do it without you.

With everything happening in the world — the division, the fear, the suffering — many of us feel we could be living in the final days.

Whether that’s true or not, one thing is certain: now is the time to wake up, heal, and prepare our hearts.

We’ve each been given a purpose by God.

This sanctuary is a place to remember that truth, to heal what’s been broken, and to help others find peace and meaning before it’s too late.

Right now, this first sanctuary is at risk — and with it, the momentum to change lives on a global scale.

Together, we can build a place where the forgotten are seen, the hurting are heard, and the survivors are empowered to rise — not just here, but everywhere.

Are you ready to help heal a generation — and be part of the movement that helps others find peace, purpose, and eternal hope?

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️ MY STORY — From Pain to Purpose: The Birth of Remnant

By Nickolas Brantley

I didn’t plan to start a movement. I just wanted freedom

freedom to live a meaningful life, to be present with family, and to escape the cycles of survival I’d known since I was a teenager. At 15, I left public school and finished through a homeschooling program my mom taught for me and my brothers. That same year, I started working full-time at Sonic because I wanted to buy an atv and our parents told us if it wasn't a necessity that we needed to work or earn enough money to pay for it. They taught us proper work ethics while helping us achieve our goals as co signers or giving us a ride to work. They taught us to put in the effort and actually earn what we had. One day, a man from church came through the drive-thru, and I jokingly asked if he was hiring. To my surprise, he said yes — and the next morning, I showed up for work. He thought I was one of my older twin brothers and I was hired on the spot, taking me from a $5.50 hourly wage up to $9 per hour. Upon realizing my age he became worried but the paperwork was signed and I was on the payroll. I was on my way to the top. One day he was being sarcastic and asked, " so nick, what do you want to do when you grow up?" I respectfully answered, " be a glass man" still a newbie just giving him what I felt would earn me some brownie points. He laughed immediately saying , " no..no..no.no..no... wrong answer " and I deeply understand why he did now.

That was how I got into high-rise glass work at 16. I was terrified of heights, but I had bills to pay — and I got over the fear fast. From day one, I saw how dangerous this trade could be. I watched a man nearly die just weeks into the job. But I stayed. I learned. I grew. And by 17, I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis — a brutal, incurable autoimmune disease that affected both my large and small intestines that pops up typically in your early 20's for no known reason how you get it or what makes it flare up. Still, I kept going. Another important detail is that my parents separated during this time, the memories are foggy now as it didn't matter to me. It was between them and none of my business. I didn’t think it effected me , so I thought....

In my mid-20s, with a baby on the way, I dreamed of more. I wanted to create something of my own — something that could give me and my family freedom. So I started a company with my high school best friend, who also had a child on the way. We worked nonstop, taking side jobs after hours, scraping together enough for insurance, tools, and my pickup truck. Bit by bit, word of mouth took off. I already knew commercial building managers from years in the trade. Soon, we were landing big jobs, running four full crews, offering paid insurance, paid sick leave, paid vacation, and a retirement plan that we would contribute to as well building something real. We went from my truck, to adding a trailer that held materials eventually, then we acquired a storage unit, to eventually buying a storefront warehouse right on the highway in Dallas. I had to convince my partner but after doing the math it was a no brainer, the amount we would save just from the shorter drive distance per company vehicle, along with added labor costs of additional drive time was enough to actually save money not just make sense but increase revenue. We’d made it!

But then everything unraveled, for starters I found out my newborn son turned out to not biologically be mine which hit me pretty hard and was a struggle of its own to make peace with.That pain hardened my heart even more after having the same thing happen with a high-school girlfriend (first love) . Im pretty sure we all remember that from our younger years and how it felt. But this time I had been there at birth and had a love for him only parents could know, he was my best friend and the best son you could ever imagine. He made that early stage of raising a newborn a breeze never crying and sleeping all night within a month of being born. Far more amazing than anything I could have created. That heartbreak finding out I had no hand in creating him contributed to the factors that caused my first divorce with her as well as not respecting marriage or knowing how strongly god felt on the subject from my own ignorance. His mother eventually gained full rights and eventually stopped letting me have any contact with him after we split up. All due to not getting along with the woman I met while I was in the next chapter of my life in miami. A year or two after we bought the shop, my ulcerative colitis flared up worse than ever. I was in unbearable pain and missed work for extended periods. While I was down — physically, mentally, and emotionally — while I also had a new venture being built by a buddy of mine that was trying to get his new fencing company off the ground. I had been there and knew he needed work so I hired him while I was down with my colitis. Then the rumors began that I wasn't sick, I was just goofing off and didn’t care about the glass company anymore blowing money and had another secret agenda so I've heard were a few things that were said about me. I was building a fireworks stand on our new property that I offered to partner with him on as well. With the holiday creeping closer and closer I needed to get it done and inspected in time to open the first available opportunity I could. I had to start generating the income to cover the start up costs and an opportunity to make extra income and pay things off. Just visualize and keep in mind this was on a couple hundred acre parcel of land near kemp, tx with kings creek running through the woods giving us our own lake access as it flows into cedar creek lake. I was able to get the price down to under 2k per acree and created a strategy to make it possible. Once again having to convince my business partner to go in on it with me explaining the once in a lifetime opportunity and potential it had. I gave him first pick of which section he wanted as his to build his house on as that was the new dream for us. He got the part with a hill full of giant oak trees, trails I had already completed throughout the woods, finished driveway, etc. You know good part, but I saw potential in my half and honestly didn't care. We invested into making improvements like water, electricity, hired my buddy to do a new pipe fence, etc. But upon completion of the fence during the construction of the fireworks stand while I was still in bed with an ulcerative colitis flare up is when I heard a knock on the door of my rv. I was staying in it on our property while I was finalizing my divorce. He saw an opportunity with rumors stirring and his wife in his ear tired of waiting to get their home construction started that couldn’t begin until my first divorce was final. He decided to surprise me with a lawsuit and took the company that I dreamt up and was generous enough to make him 50% partner of while teaching him what I had learned about pricing and running the business side of things. At that time I was the superintendent where we both worked and he was a service tech. He knew I didt have the energy or clarity to fight back. Everything I built… gone. I practically handed it over. He took the opportunity to go after our property too knowing I wouldn't be able to refinance on my own in my situation. Luckily my brothers were in the position to take over and refinance my half. Betrayed by the one person I trusted most. I was devastated, but I tried to start over.

I began building a new company with my brothers. Also through a job that I had early on came the opportunity to aquire this amazing property giving me first shot at purchasing it. The guy that told me about it was the superintendent at a company I had worked at with him. It was passed down to his parents who were strong in faith and prayed over it. They told me while signing the paperwork how god came to them and told them he wanted them to sell it to me. More evidence of gods plan all along , or is it another lesson along the way?

Luckily we agreed on the terms and all of my childhood dreams and goals were achieved at last!

I even met an amazing Christian woman who worked at the title company we used during the purchase of my property. Everything I had prayed for while I was going through another dark time of depression. Things were getting better, or were they?

Soon after , I was consulting on a major job in Miami when someone gave me what they claimed was oxycodone to help ease my stomach pain. It worked so well, I felt like myself again — focused, pain-free, even happy. But it wasn’t oxycodone. It was fentanyl. At first, I didn’t know what I’d taken. I only knew that for once, I felt alive. My depression was lifted, I was pain free in my stomach, my digestive system worked as it should without any flare ups, the herniated discs in my back eased up letting me do the things that would normally lock me up, even when my appendix ruptured I was back on my feet the next day. It turned me into the Energizer bunny and kept me up for 10 days strait at one point because after feeling myself again I had it in my mind that I had to get as many things done as possible before it came back. I had no idea what was happening behind the scenes in my brain. It was overstimulating my brain making me go go go , with no rest. I had figured out the cure! So I thought.......

Then after one little disagreement I ended that relationship as well. Eventually, when I thought I was better and stopped taking it, I became violently sick. I went to the emergency room after throwing up constantly for a week in bed thinking it was my ulcerative colitis or a stomach bug I had caught. I knew nothing about or had ever seen the effects of withdrawal and what its like. The doctor told me all of my bloodwork and vitals were normal and that it must be something I had eaten and that it should pass. This was during the covid pandemic so they had bigger things on their mind. I returned home and it didn't get any better. The next day a friend called to check on me and asked me if i thought I might be having withdrawals. Not knowing what that was exactly I immediately grabbed my phone and went to Google. Everything that I was reading lined up with how I felt, I turned and looked over at the bottle on the counter thinking could it be. I opened the bottle and took half of one which is all i needed to feel great all day at that time. Within half an hour I was back to normal like it never happened.

That is when I discovered that I had to make sure I had it so I wouldn't get sick.

The addiction.....

Still, I kept pushing, believing I could beat it on my own. I thought it was just a rough patch. While I was still taking the pills, I felt invincible. I tried again to rebuild with my brothers, thinking I did it once and could do it again. But the business with my brothers collapsed while I was in miami consulting. Now the addiction was fully in control, it didn't mess me up or give me the euphoria it gives most people. It gave me the energy to function — I was using to survive, to feel normal. Over the next few years, I fought to escape the grip of fentanyl while managing the relentless pain of colitis. I lived off my savings. Sold everything I had accumulated over the years — trucks, tools, ATVs, trailers, even real estate. Also trying to work wherever i could but it wasnt enough. One by one, everything I had bought throughout the years I sold to get by. The thing that I thought was the solution to my physical and mental issues had taken control little by little and before I knew it I was consuming what used to last a couple months every single day just to feel normal and not feel the nausea creeping in.

Eventually, I told myself I'm better than this and found the strength to stop. But the damage was done. A few months into recovery, still dealing with intense withdrawal symptoms and crushing depression, I got into two major car accidents.

In the first, I passed out from stomach pain, crashed into a tree at 60 mph with no seatbelt, and shattered my left hip, knee, ribs, chest plate and something was pulled in my right calf to where I couldn’t put weight on it and use it to help myself get around for months. Then came marriage and divorce #2 , blinded by the substance not caring about things as I typically would causing me to be even more passive. Easily persuaded aiming to keep everyone happy I didn't seek and learn what marriage meant unaware of its commitment to become one within each other. If i had just opened my bible it tells us what is acceptable and things that would have shown me she was not the one for me. After seeing my parents go through it and other Christians throughout life caused me to believe divorce was normal and sometimes it just doesn't work out. Luckily the attorney I met during my first divorce became a friend and knew my past and my work ethic and helped me through that mess while I was going through all of this.

As soon as I was cleared to drive the second wreck happened on my way home to check on my house and get the mail. I went off the road again at high speed and hit trees, re-injuring my hip and opening up the scar over my knee, breaking seven ribs in a row, and rupturing my spleen, which had to be removed. I also developed a deep vein thrombosis. I couldn’t walk for nearly half a year.

Flat on my back, unable to work, I faced the terrifying question: What now? I had no energy. No income. I was running out of things to sell. I was weeks away from having to sell the home and property I’d worked my entire life to obtain. The depression was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I begged God for a way out. Not just for myself, but so I could help others — so no one would ever have to feel the hopelessness I had felt.

And then… something changed. I started searching for ways I could overcome the depression knowing it was all in my head and I came across a question that said:

“What, if anything, gives you hope when your down and depressed?”

It hit me like lightning once i focused and thought about it. The only thing I ever thought about in those dark moments was how I could fix what I was going through — not just for me, but for others so no one had to ever feel what i had felt. In that moment, everything came into focus. It was like the depression lifted. Like God had been waiting for me to ask the right question. I realized that everything I’d survived — every trauma, every loss, every illness — was preparation. That I wasn’t meant to build just another business… I was meant to build a movement.

REMNANT was born. A family.A purpose. A mission to heal people like me — people who don’t need more pills, more pressure, or more pain… but who need peace. Who need to feel seen, heard, and safe. Who need a place to be reminded that they still matter. God protected me through it all. And I believe it was so I could protect others.

REMNANT isn’t just a riverfront property— it’s a rescue mission. A place where healing begins, purpose is rediscovered, and lives are transformed forever. It's a platform where everyone can come together and help each other in our own way. God protected me through it all. And I believe it was so I could protect others.

REMNANT isn’t just a platform — it’s a movement! A place where healing begins, purpose is rediscovered, and lives are transformed forever. And this is just the beginning.

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HOW WE HANDLE SCRIPTURE

We believe the Bible is the living Word of God — full of truth, wisdom, and love that still speaks to us today.

But we also know not everyone sees it the same way. That’s okay. You’re still welcome here.

You won’t find judgment at REMNANT.

You’ll find love, truth, and a place to ask questions and seek purpose — no matter what your faith background looks like.

Whenever we include a scripture, we’ll share what we believe God is showing us through it — based on the bigger story of the Bible, real-life experiences, and a lot of prayer.

> “This is what I believe God is showing us through this verse, based on what He’s said in other parts of the Bible and what I’ve learned through walking with Him. But always go to Him yourself — pray, ask, and seek. He wants to speak to you too.”

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WHY WE DO IT THIS WAY

We’re not here to argue theology — we’re here to spark healing, purpose, and revival.

You don’t need to agree with every word to know something in your heart is shifting.

If this stirs something in you, follow it. That’s where it begins.

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SCRIPTURES THAT GUIDE THIS APPROACH

2 Timothy 2:15 – “Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved… who correctly handles the word of truth.”

Proverbs 3:5–6 – “Trust in the Lord with all your heart… and He will make your paths straight.”

John 16:13 – “When the Spirit of truth comes, He will guide you into all truth.”

Ephesians 4:2–3 – “Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love…”

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THE VISION – What REMNANT Is Becoming

This is bigger than one sanctuary. This is about sparking healing worldwide.

REMNANT is the first of many — a peaceful sanctuary and movement that helps people find healing, reconnect to God, and discover the purpose that’s already been placed inside them — so they can help others do the same.

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WHAT MAKES REMNANT DIFFERENT

1. Rooted in Faith — but Built to Include Everyone

   We won’t force belief—we’ll demonstrate it. People will feel the difference when they walk through the gates: a peace they haven’t felt in years. Many will encounter the love of God for the first time — not through preaching, but through presence.

   > John 13:35 – “By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”

   Interpretation: We lead through love, presence, and truth — never shame or fear.

2. Purpose-Based Job Training & Creative Discovery (Est. $75,000)

   Welding, woodworking, landscaping, mechanics workshops

   Music, podcasting, video editing, design labs

   Business mentorship to launch trades or sanctuaries of one’s own

   > Romans 12:6–8 – “We have different gifts…”

   Interpretation: Everyone has a gift buried under trauma — at REMNANT, they’ll uncover it.

3. Trauma-Informed Events That Restore Confidence & Connection (Est. $40,000)

   Sober celebrations & cookouts

   Camping trips & outdoor revivals

   Father-son days & spiritual retreats

   PTSD-friendly firearm weekends with therapists on-site

   Alternative calming activities for those who need it

   > 2 Timothy 1:7 – “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind.”

   Interpretation: Healing means reclaiming peace with love and support.

4. A Live Truth Board – Updated Daily (Est. $15,000)

   On-site & online dashboard showing real-time, verified stats on addiction, overdose, suicide, homelessness

   Recovery milestones and success stories

   Interpretation: Truth becomes impossible to ignore—and hope becomes contagious.

5. AI Monitoring & Spiritual Defense Hub (Est. $20,000)

   In an age where AI can:

   • Clone any voice to produce deep-fake sermons or “prophetic” messages

   • Generate entire pseudo-religions algorithmically tailored to your fears

   • Run psychographic influence campaigns that subtly steer belief and behavior

   We’re building:

   1. 24/7 Monitoring Center — scanning social media, sermons, and emerging AI platforms for manipulated or false teachings.

   2. Rapid-Response Network — deploys alerts, webinars, and community workshops at the first sign of harmful AI narratives.

   3. Open-Source Defense Toolkit — free guides, checklists, and video tutorials teaching churches, schools, and families to spot AI-driven deception.

   4. Legislative Advocacy — partnering with faith leaders and policymakers to draft regulations preventing AI impersonation of clergy or divine authority without clear disclaimers.

   5. Public Awareness Blitz — viral media campaigns exposing how easily people can be deceived and why ethical guardrails are urgent.

   > Matthew 24:24 — “For false messiahs and false prophets will appear … to deceive, if possible, even the elect.”

   Interpretation: AI accelerates the very deception Jesus warned about. We must respond with truth, preparedness, and legal safeguards.

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6. A LISTENER-POWERED PLAYLIST FOR HEALING

Built by the broken, for the healing.

We want YOUR input:

What songs helped you hold on?

What lyric made you feel less alone?

What track still gives you chills?

Drop it in the comments. This isn’t just a playlist. It’s a soundtrack for survival.

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FUNDING BREAKDOWN – Where Your Support Goes

Total Goal: $250,000 (Adjustable with in-kind contributions)

1. Land, Property & Infrastructure — $75,000

2. Sanctuary Build-Out & Housing — $150,000

3. Workshop Equipment & Training — $45,000

4. Live Truth Board & Tech — $15,000

5. Therapy & Staff — $10,000

6. AI Defense Hub — $20,000

7. Events & Outreach — $20,000

8. Legal & Safety — $10,000

9. Transparency & Expansion — $25,000

Full transparency guaranteed with line-item updates.

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What You’ll Receive in Return: Hand-Made Gifts with Purpose

We don’t believe in silent giving. At Remnant, every donation is honored, remembered, and met with heartfelt gratitude — because you’re not just giving money… you’re joining a movement.

To show our thanks, every donor will receive a one-of-a-kind, handmade gift crafted by someone whose life is being rebuilt through this movement. Each gift comes with a handwritten thank-you note from the person who made it — a real human connection you helped create.

Important Note:

Every donation receives a thank-you gift. We believe gratitude matters. And while we’re still finalizing the full gift selection list (materials, tools, and team included), every donation will still receive a meaningful, handcrafted item made by someone who was helped by your gift. Each item will include a personal message from its maker—something that directly reflects the part of this mission your support is helping to build. Gifts will vary at first, but each one will carry the heart of the mission: healing, purpose, and love.

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Example Donation Tier Board

$25+ – Handwritten note + small keepsake (patch, charm, keychain)

$50+ – All above + Remnant wristband + name on our “Supporters of the Start” wall

$100+ – All above + wood or stone art engraved with your word of choice

$250+ – All above + framed photo print from the ranch + custom quote or verse

$500+ – All above + hand-tooled leather or wood-burned item (bookmark, sign, etc.)

$1,000+ – All above + name engraved into “Founders Rock” + personal invitation to revival

$5,000+ – All above + permanent plaque on-site + private video thank-you from the team

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HOW YOU CAN HELP

1. Donate whatever you can

2. Share this story

3. Volunteer your skills

4. Pray about joining this mission

> Isaiah 6:8 – “Whom shall I send? … ‘Here am I. Send me!’”

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IF YOU CAN’T DONATE — PLEASE SHARE

Your voice matters.

Every share could save a life.

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️ FINAL ENCOURAGEMENT

God never gave up on us — and we won’t give up on this mission.

No matter how broken you feel, there is a path back to life, purpose, and peace.

Let’s rebuild hope — together.

— Nickolas Brantley

Founder, REMNANT Movement

GoFundMe Update Title:

From Recovery to Revival — How Your Support Is Now Helping Others Heal

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Update Message:

I want to take a moment to thank each and every one of you who supported me after my wreck. Your prayers, generosity, and encouragement helped me survive what should’ve taken me out. I’m still here because of that support — and I’ll never forget it.

But I don’t believe God pulled me through all of that just to get back to “normal life.” I believe He saved me to help others find their way out too.

That’s why I’m transitioning this campaign from focusing only on my personal recovery… to launching something bigger than me:

The REMNANT Recovery Movement

REMNANT is a healing movement — a faith-based platform and real-life sanctuary for people battling depression, addiction, trauma, or hopelessness.

And the truth is, you helped start it.

Your support didn’t just keep me alive… it gave me time to hear from God and begin building something that could help thousands more people find peace, purpose, and healing.

I’ll still need help to finish building this. But please know: this isn’t about me anymore. This is for anyone who’s ever hit rock bottom and wondered if they’d ever feel peace again.

If you’ve already given — thank you. You helped create the foundation for this movement.

If you want to help keep it going — I’d be honored. Every gift now helps us take the next step toward launching REMNANT for the world.

Feel free to message me if you want to know more. I also wrote a short devotional as a thank-you to send to anyone who contributes — it’s my first step toward sharing what helped lift me from depression and back into purpose.

Much love, and more to come.

— Nickolas Brantley

Founder, REMNANT