Welcome! My name is Destiny and I’m so grateful you’re here!
It’s exciting to meet someone who loves the home just as much as I do. My dreams as a little girl were mostly about the home. I would love to play house, make dinner, oh and the easy bake oven was a DREAM come true.
Anything I ever did or played with as a little girl always included something creative and tied to the home. I think God is his great wisdom gives us little hints of our gifts, talents and passions as we grow up. There was a reason why I loved to play house so much and I believe one of those reasons was to be here with you today!.
A Real, Beautiful Vision of Home, Hosting and Hospitality
Hospitality the Way It Was Meant to Be
Hospitality in a biblical sense, was always meant to be simple and good.
It should be a joy, not a burden. A skill you can grow into, or something you can entrust to friends who are gifted in that area.
To me, it was meant to be a way to serve a gentle invitation into our homes, our lives, and our hearts.
The table was never meant to be a stage.
The door was never meant to be an invitation to impress.
At its best, hospitality is less about centerpieces and fancy dishes and more about real hearts and real connections.
It’s a quiet, powerful way to love the people around in created spaces where they can feel seen, heard, and cared for.
Good Intentions Sometime Still Leads us Astray.
But somewhere along the way, I lost sight of it.
I slipped into the trap (the same one so many of us do) where hospitality slowly shifted from this idea of service to, I hate to say it but performance.
It wasn’t sudden.
It was like drifting in the ocean.
At first, you think you’re anchored close to shore.
But look up after a while, and you realize you’re 50 feet away from where you started pulled by a current you didn’t even feel moving.
That’s how it was for me.
It wasn’t malicious. I truly loved my home and loved opening the door.
But over time, I realized: even good intentions can stir up feelings I never meant to cause in me and in others I cared for,
Comparison. Envy. Pressure.
What I really wanted was connection.
What I accidentally created was a showroom — not just in real life, but even online as my business grew.
Somewhere along the way, I lost sight of why I was sharing.
I could offer beauty, yes but at what cost? This is the deep question we must intimately ask ourselves and let God answer with all honesty.
I was marketing to women looking for home decor advice and shopping ideas, but deep down, I knew their needs ran deeper than a new sofa or a seasonal wreath.
They needed community in a world that felt lonely.
They needed to feel useful in a culture that often overlooked them.
They needed to know they were wanted and loved not just for the homes they could create, but for the hearts they carried inside those homes.
I realized I wasn’t called to simply help women build beautiful houses. My goodness I love beautiful things. But not at the cost of serving a THE beautiful MAKER.
Through a season of pruning, my heart stared to grow this call to show them how their hearts and intentions could work together to serve, to build God’s Kingdom right where they are. So I decided to change the narrative.
Now I say: Come over — let’s talk.
No room tours. No show-and-tell. My get togethers are parties include beauty and curated spaces but my heart around the importance of that is just not there. It can’t be because it can’t compete with what I now know what’s all about.
An home with an open chair waiting for real conversation.
Hospitality became less about what people could see and more about what they could feel.
The quiet, unseen things the prayers whispered while fluffing pillows or the extra thought behind their favorite drink. These became the sacred parts of welcoming people in.
Between me and God, it felt good.
It felt right.
Just Destiny Mission
At Just Destiny Mag, we believe hospitality is a calling one of the many ways to serve others with comfort, care, and the love of Christ. We encourage women everywhere to open up their homes for the purpose of serving others and building the Kingdom of God.
Reclaiming the wonder of Hosting at Home
So here we are! You and me, with the gift and love of hospitality still tucked in our hearts.
Maybe you’re naturally gifted at hosting.
Maybe you’re still learning?
Maybe you’re like me and sort of starting over.
No matter where you are, we’re here because we believe in a kind of hospitality that serves more than it shows.
The kind that creates comfort not this unnecessary comparison.
The kind that sees people and meets their core needs with care, humility, and attention.
This isn’t about anything other than how we can use the beautiful things we see, create and imagine and share them with the ones who need it the most.
It’s about creating space for connection and becoming the hands and feet of Christ to those we invite in.
Let’s learn together what true hospitality looks like.
Let’s love our communities well.
Let’s make our homes a place where His presence feels close.
I pray Just Destiny Mag becomes a place to park your heart for home and hospitality encouragement and inspiration and to know that what you’re building matters.
Because it does.