Wow - in an I-am-so-excessively-blessed sort of way.
Wow - my have-compassion-for-others meter just went up.
Wow - not with an exclamation point, but a very sober "wow."
Last night I watched the following movie while Geoff finished up the taxes:
God Grew Tired of Us is a documentary film about the Lost Boys of southern Sudan. Tens of thousands of children (mostly boys for some reason, which I didn't catch) were orphaned or separated from their parents when their villages/families/homes were raided by religious militants. In my comfortable life, the hardships and suffering these young men have faced are completely unfathomable, though their commentary and the pictures and video footage helped me to have a clue. This is not entertainment, rather something to see to increase understanding of others, and to increase one's gratefulness to God for life, liberty, and up to this point anyway, the freedom to believe in Him without the impending likelihood of being tortured, losing your family as a young child, etc.
(It moves a bit slowly, but is worth hanging in there for the educational value, in my humble opinion. I'd also recommend sticking it out through the Special Feature: "Finding the Lost Boys.")