For me, my first home group was "B" but the message that I got was that these people had their lives together, and seemed genuinely happy with who they were and where they were heading. When I came to the conclusion that they were not BS artists or some kind of cult trying to wrest control of my life, I decided I wanted what they had.
I was willing to do whatever was asked of me, because I believed not so much what they said, but who they were - and that it was mine if I became willing to do what they did.
In other words, the message was hope.