The doors were shut, and still he came and stood among them. There is something essential here. Presence is not kept out by the barriers a frightened mind builds around itself. Even when you have closed yourself off in doubt, as Thomas had, the deeper reality can rise in the very midst of you, at the still center those walls can never reach.
And what he brings is always the same. Peace. Not a peace that waits for all your questions to be answered or all danger to pass, for the doors were still locked and the fear still fresh. It is the peace that is your own essence, uncovered the moment you become present. It was there behind the closed door the whole time, waiting only to be noticed.