Because you are still jumping like the lid is on. Christ removed it. But if nobody ever told you the lid was gone, or if you have been hitting it so long that your body just adjusted, you will keep limiting yourself to a jar that has no ceiling anymore. You know God has more for you. You believe it. You have confessed it. You have prayed about it. And yet here you are, in what feels like the same place, the same ceiling, the same invisible wall that you cannot quite push past