Amy Frykholm

Chicago-based artist Michael Rakowitz is opening a food-truck this week, a date set to coincide with the ninth anniversary of the beginning of the Iraq War. Through his project Enemy Kitchen, Rakowitz has been using Iraqi food and culture to break down cultural barriers for several years. He is launching the food truck as part of the Smart Museum of Art's new exhibit called "Feast: Radical Hospitality in Contemporary Art."

"I met an activist who said, 'You should go back to Virginia and start to organize.' It took me about three months to send out the first e-mail."

A comment on my recent rush-hour-communion post mentioned the Episcopal Church's recent practice of Ashes to Go, a form of "liturgical evangelism" that has brought congregations out into streets, bus stations, train stations and subway stations to dispense ashes on Ash Wednesday. When I started to read about Ashes to Go, I had many of the same questions that I brought to early-morning communion. At first I thought, ashes to go? Whatever happened to liturgy and community? Aren't we just feeding into our culture's unwillingness to stop for anything at anytime? Can ashes really be offered like a fast food item at a take out window? But once again, in the midst of these restless and protesting thoughts, another reality has stepped in.

Until I read Oprah: The Gospel of an Icon, I would not have said that I was a connoisseur of the world of O.

In January, the Century published my interview with Kerry Cronin, who teaches at Boston College and gives students an unusual assignment: go out on a date. Since then we've asked some college students to respond to Cronin. Do they find her dating advice off-putting? Valuable? Impractical? Strange?

When John Wesley sent missionaries to America, he said simply, "Offer them Christ." That's what the Chicago Temple sees itself doing, no questions asked.

"I once asked a panel of students about relationships—were they seeing anyone? Did they feel like they had to break up before graduation? They looked at me as if I had been speaking Greek."

A friend sent me an e-mail before yesterday's Steelers-Broncos playoff game. He titled it, "The Steelers vs. God. Want to have brunch?"

Every year, people gather in my hometown for an almost unthinkable challenge. During the Leadville Trail 100, athletes run 100 miles. The race is metaphorically fascinating.

"If the bishop admits to knowing that I was gay, then she gets in trouble. The system is set up so that truth will not be told."

In philosophy and practice, spiritual direction suggests that the individual self is insufficient as a locus of meaning. No one can "do" spiritual direction alone.

"We often have the idea of the feast appearing magically from the kitchen without labor. But the participatory aspect is the most important part of the feast."

I talked to Leymah Gbowee about the writing of her memoir of the Liberian Women's Mass Action for Peace, Mighty Be Our Powers.

If Martin Luther King Jr. had written a book exposing his personal failings, it would have been seen as undermining his cause. But Leymah Gbowee does not want to be thought of as a hero.

Writer Kate Bolick is 39 and single; I've been married since I was 24. By the logic of her Atlantic article, this means I won something in the "dating game" and she lost something.

Theologically, what does this piece of art evoke and why? To me, it suggests the religious aesthetics of a self-satisfied people.

"Nobody asked us to close our churches or evacuate. We should appreciate our Libyan brothers and thank God for their tolerance."