When I was 23 years old, I was speaking in front of a small crowd, and I saw a little
boy raised up above by his father. And this kid had no arms and no legs. Little Daniel
Martinez was 19 months old. I was so in awe of what I saw, I stopped the presentation
and asked the father to bring him up. I was looking down at little Daniel, and he was
looking up at me with a big smile. And I couldn't give him a high-five, so I gave him a low
two. He laughed, and everyone else started tearing up. Why? Cause it was a miracle. I
hugged his mom and I hugged his dad, and I witnessed how my parents hugged his parents,
and they cried. You know, it just struck me so strongly that when you don't get a miracle,
you can still be a miracle. I went to his school, and he was getting bullied, and after
my speech about love and acceptance, he's now the coolest kid in the school. You can
be a miracle too.