To dance in Zion is to step into something greater than ourselves. It is not just about technique or artistry—it is about offering our entire being to God. Our bodies become the brushstrokes of His unseen hand, painting movement into the atmosphere. Sometimes we are warriors, sometimes we are intercessors, sometimes we are simply children dancing in the courts of our Father. We have learned to move not for approval, but from a place of divine belonging. We do not just dance—we surrender, we ascend, we declare, we embody. Each rehearsal, each performance is a call to go deeper, to let go, to become vessels of something far beyond human expression.