“This New Year is yet one more plain covered with snow, unspoiled, pure … Let us tread responsibly on this expanse of whiteness still unspoiled. So much depends on the  way in which we tread it. Will there be a road cutting through the plain following the will of God? Or wandering steps that will only soil the whiteness of the snow? “(Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh)

2018 indeed feels like untrodden snow yet. may our steps be blessed
2018 – απάτητο χιόνι– ας είναι ευλογημένα τα βήματά μας