Swaggart, 51, is the only major televangelist to have formally endorsed Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson for president, after first saying he preferred him not to run.
With booklets about everything from "That Thing," a discourse on lust, to "When God Fights Russia," a meditation on Armageddon, it's the largest mail order business in Louisiana. His ministry takes in close to $ 12 million a month in donations and sales of gospel albums - more than $ 140 million last year, according to Donnie Swaggart, vice president of the ministries. He has a new syndicated newspaper column. He has preached, by his own reckoning, at least 7,300 sermons since 1969, when the Jimmy Swaggart Ministries launched "The Camp Meeting Hour" on radio. He has a nationwide viewing audience of 8 million and worldwide, according to his publicity, "in excess of 500 million people." The numbers tumble out in multiplied thousands: 400,000 needy children, 2,000 stations, 2,000 cable outlets, 1,400 employes, 564 missionaries, 145 countries, 13 languages, 11 buildings. Jimmy Swaggart, who yesterday completed a three-day crusade in Washington, is the world's most popular "televangelist," a term he uses liberally. "Yes," he sings, "He's just the same as His holy holy holy name. The hands of the faithful spring up like antennae to receive the Holy Spirit. "Jesus is the sweetest name I'll ever know," he sings in a voice like warm molasses. "Jesus - He's mine! He's mine! He's mine! He's mine!" When attention finally fixes, the voice is rising in a crescendo of ecstasy. The brain rocks in the cradle of country rhythms, honed by 30 years of preaching, sweating and dancing before the Lord. The eye wanders heavenward, to a grid of bald lights. It didn't have the beautiful chandeliers. "I desperately needed a touch of God in my life. Then his voice becomes nearly a whisper, gently caressing the air. "Giver of eternal life! Baptizer of the Holy Ghost! Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Hallelujah!"
And his sweet-smoky voice, with its Louisiana lilt, cuts the holy din like a shining sword. At his appearance there is cheering, weeping, and speaking in tongues. He wears a slate gray suit graced by a white handkerchief. A solid six-footer with a sweep of honey hair and a handsome, open face, he swaggers to the front of the stage.
"Let me present to you," he shouts in a reedy tenor, "your evangelist, my dad, JIMMY SWAGGART!" And it comes to pass that Donnie takes the stage.
Off to one side, in an Edenic thicket of ferns, Frances Swaggart sits with her son Donnie. Dozens of ushers, wearing lapel pins with the sign of the cross and dove, float between the rows. The three mobile and five stationary cameras are in their places. The giant television screen hangs in the firmament of the Capital Centre. And quickly I tell Him, 'Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! God will not glory in the flesh!' Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Whenever I walk out and thousands clap their hands, I get butterflies down inside.
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