Hospitality is defined by some as entertaining strangers unawares. In the south, you are hospitable if you have coffee ready to share at a moment's notice. (Community Coffee if you're in Louisiana!)
For me, hospitality was always about having people into my home, cooking way too much food, talking with people while we cooked together, and never allowing anyone to leave hungry. My roommates in Atlanta and Denver agreed whole-heartedly with this philosophy and I took it to a whole new level in my own apartment in Caracas - hotel Michelle as it was affectionately called by many. And you can imagine how many college students in Baton Rouge took advantage of a place to hang out, drink tea, and eat food whether in my house or in my office at the Christian Student Center. I love the aspect of ministry that makes people feel at home: warm, welcome, and well-fed.
Since moving to Denver and not having a house of my own, I have had to redefine hospitality. I've realized it's more of a spirit than any specific action or location. I looked to the example of Jesus, who I would consider to be hospitable, yet never had a home or even a consistent place to lay His head. So, in the spirit of hospitality, I have been known to invite myself over to other people's houses to cook.
What spiritual concept are you needing to redefine?