Once again, as the old year passes and the new year beckons, it has been my custom to look back at my most popular posts of the year. I started this blog back in 2009, and to my surprise, 2022 was its best year yet. It had 81,415 views and 62,614 visitors.
I began it as a theology blog, but soon started posting recipes of dishes I made. In recent years I’ve posted the sermons from my occasional guest preaching, and recipes from my cooking. That dichotomy is represented in the top posts of the year; six of them are recipes, two are sermons I preached this year, one is a remembrance of a dear colleague, and one is a paper I gave for the 375th anniversary of the Westminster Confession. You might say I’m into feeding both body and soul.
Here are the ten most popular posts from 2022:
“Building Bigger Barns” A Sermon on Luke 12:13-2
Rick’s Favorite Black Bean Salad
“Our Down to Earth God” A Sermon on John 1:1-18
Remembering Luther C. Pierce (1924-2021)
Reflections on the Legacy of the Westminster Confession of Faith
Rick’s Summer Spaghetti with Uncooked Tomato Basil Sauce
Rick’s Cataplana Shellfish Stew
Rick’s Pork Tenderloin with Garlic Honey Sauce
And here are the ten all-time most popular posts, all but one of which are sermons:
Why did Jesus refer to Herod as “That fox” in Luke 13:32”?
“Distracted by Many Things” A Sermon on Luke 10:38-42
“Breaking chains, Opening Doors” A Sermon on Acts 16:16-34
“Pity the Nation” A Poem for our Time by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
“The God Who Still Speaks” A Sermon on John 16:12-15
“Displaced Persons” A Sermon on Jeremiah 29: 1-14
“Of Fig Trees and Second Chances” A Sermon on Luke 13:6-9
“Rich Toward God” A Stewardship Sermon on Luke 12:13-21
“God Gives the Growth:” A Retirement Sermon
“Ask, Search, Knock” A Sermon on Luke 11:1-13
Just a reminder that this is an open-source free site, and you are free to share content with attribution. But remember “Thou shalt not steal!” I appreciate your support. Thanks for coming by and come again in 2023.
(Photo: R.L Floyd, 2022. The photo is of the marsh behind our house.)
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