For a couple of years I didn't want any part of the world, and I certainly didn't want it to have any part of me. All I wanted to do was hide. It was like emotional flagellation, beating myself up every day for getting stupid for a little while.
I wonder if that's how the disciples felt. I wonder if their disappoint in the circumstances, in themselves, chained the door. Did fear bind their hands? Could things get much worse?
And then Mary banged on the door! Her faith and revelation burst through the doubts and disappointment, all the baggage of their/our feeble dust (Psalm 103:14 GNT).
This is the Good News Part B: we don't have to hide in the upper room because "... all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God... " (Romans 3:23 RSV). I believe with all my heart that Jesus understands why we may want to hide in the upper room, but he doesn't want us to stay there indefinitely.
The apostle John records in the book of Revelation, "Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if any one hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me." (Revelation 3:20 RSV) I'm thankful Jesus provides us a way out of the upper room.
If you're in the upper room, maybe it's time to throw open the door. If you're not, perhaps you know someone who is, and could knock on the door. Come on, people! It's time to celebrate our risen Savior out in the open!