More Than a Greeting

Buenos días, que le vaya bien!gracias …

It happens to be that I cannot find a proper translation of the phrase “Buenos días, que le vaya bien” in English. The closest I can get to is this: “Good morning, may it go well.” In my limited English, it being my second language, I don’t feel comfortable trusting this as an exact translation, but I hope you get the idea.

In my years I have enjoyed cycling, so much that many friends introduce me as “Oh, and this is my friend, the cyclist I was telling you about.” Most of them do know that I am a biologist, and in my younger years, I spent many days in my family’s coffee farm chasing bugs, climbing trees, eating wild berries, and scraping my legs and arms with branches, poison ivy and dirt. I enjoy being outside as much as I enjoy a good meal, being with friends as much as I enjoy being alone. All this to say, I am no extraordinary man.

Looking back in life it can be said there has been a series of events around me that have shaped the person you’d see today. Don’t get me wrong; far from orienting this short story to myself, I want to focus in on God’s providence and that bigger purpose. The Bible says the God wants us to live life and in abundance, to love one another, love God above all things, to do justice, mercy, and be humble before Him. In my journey to do so, I am enjoying every step along the way.

One morning while riding my mountain bike in a village not too far away from the city I live in, I found myself on a narrow trail with a barbed wire fence on my left side - a fence dividing what seemed to be private property and grass on my right followed by another barbed wire fence. Struggling through the sinuous uneven trail that is mostly used by pedestrians, cows, horses, and dogs I encountered an older woman with worn out clothes and firewood on her head. Immediately, she stopped and moved to the side of the trail, understanding that we could not pass each other while both being on the same trail. Decidedly, I also moved to the side, not stopping, passing her going over the grass. We both salute. Trying to get in some air to let words come out of my mouth, I said, “Hola, buenos días”, she replied “Buenos días, que le vaya bien."

This is a common salutation in Honduras, mostly in rural communities when you encounter people in your path. Even though I have heard this salutation countless times before, I started reflecting upon the words while cycling on my solo ride. How powerful they can be when said in sincerity, a blessing given to me that I may have taken lightly so many times. Looking back, I cannot deny that God has been good, and it has “gone well” all along. I can boast of loving the work I do: someone once said, “Do what you love, and you’ll never have to work a day.” Even though some days are tough, the past years that I have been part of TerraMica have been great – we’re a group of people learning to serve communities, reaching nations, shaping lives, loving individuals trying to reflect that hope that is within each one of us. What is there for humanity if there is no hope? So to that older woman who blessed me on that trail, I will say “Thank you, it has ‘gone well.’

by Jorge Sosa, Honduras Country Manager, TerraMica