Ok, yes, she had that genuinely cute, south of the Mason-Dixon Line look about her, and the way that her Virginian accent curled around her words as she was speaking was more than a little appealing. Really, though, these were just pleasant addenda to what drew me in. What I found most attractive and most compelling was that she clearly had come to terms with her faith and approached what she was doing with an incredible understated grace and humility. She didn’t beat the audience over the head with her ideas. She didn’t raise or otherwise deliberately modulate her voice. She didn’t seem to be following any kind of set formula. She just spoke honestly about what she believed. She put herself into everything she talked about.
I might disagree with most every philosophical stance she takes, and I have natural reservations about the whole televangelist concept, but that kind of honesty is difficult to find. She got my attention.
For a while at least. Eventually I had to get out the door and deal with my own personal quest.