Author: Vernon Dobelmann

  • Proximity Prayer

    Praying for people for 2.5 miles!

    In my quest to heal from colon cancer surgery, I have tried to become more disciplined in walking consistently. Although I am not gearing up to run a marathon, the health benefits of walking each day are well documented. Maintaining my motivation to do this has been a struggle.

    I pondered a variety of tactics. Should I join a gym and use an indoor track or a treadmill? The nearest gym is 15 minutes away. Quite frankly, I commuted to work for 40 years. I don’t want to commute to a gym. Walking outside it is.

    I decided to combine prayer with walking. Although I tend to get easily distracted while observing my surroundings as I walk, I found an answer. I offer a prayer before I start walking entrusting to the Lord each household that I physically walk by during my exercise period. I utilize the opening greeting from Mass to pray for these households.

    Here is my simple prayer:

    “As I pass by each house, may the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God the Father, and the communion, fellowship, and power of the Holy Spirit be with each individual who resides or visits this house.”

    Over 5,000 steps before 9:00 A.M. is a good start to the day!

    How does utilizing this prayer method impact me? It spurs me on to keep walking so that God’s grace will fall upon more households as I pass by them. I was ready to quit today before I reached the two-mile mark. However, I wanted to bless more people with God’s grace through my intercessory prayer for them by walking past their house. I went down additional streets and ended up going 2.5 miles in total.

    I don’t know how many houses I passed by in total, but a lot of people received prayers without knowing it this morning. What a joy it is for me to give them this gift of intercessory prayer.

    Building endurance and growing spiritually. That is a win-win!

    On October 16, 2001, I had major surgery for a cancerous tumor wrapped around my duodenum. (Yes, I am coming up on the 25th anniversary of that surgery.) We lived in southern Colorado at the time. My local doctor said that the surgery would be a serious one. He recommended not going to Pueblo or even stopping in Colorado Springs. He said, “You want to have this surgery at University Hospital in Denver.” That’s what I did.

    Two ladies from the parish said they would drive to Denver and pray for me while I was in surgery. I said, “You can pray for me at home. There is no need to drive two hours.” They insisted that they wanted to be in the building where my surgery would be taking place. They wanted to be in close proximity to me as they offered their intercessory prayers on my behalf. That has stuck with me all these years. I now find ways to do that myself. Praying for the neighborhood residents as I walk past their houses is one such way.

    I also do this when I visit nursing homes or hospitals. While I am in the building I pray for everyone there.

    When I walk in areas more commercially oriented, I pray that owners, workers, and customers all receive God’s grace in such a way that they recognize God is meeting them at the point of their need.

    Walking by a school brings me great joy. I get to pray for administrators, teachers, support staff, the students, and all the parents and grandparents who pass through those school doors during the course of the academic year.

    Organizations such as 40 Days for Life have been utilizing proximity prayer for years. Why? Because it works.

    Who is in close proximity to you? Have you prayed for them lately? This could be family, friends, co-workers, classmates, people at the grocery store, the doctor’s office, and so many other places. Don’t miss the opportunity to be an intercessor for others.

  • September Is the Best Month!

    The Lord is My Shepherd!

    As we turn the page on the calendar we may experience a variety of emotions.

    1. Does a new academic year impact you and your daily regimen?
    2. Do you look forward to cooler weather, or do you mourn the passing of summer?
    3. How does less daylight impact you?
    4. Do you find it easier to maintain consistency in your daily routines when the summer season ends?
    5. What is the season that most leads you toward holiness? Why?
  • Temple of the Holy Spirit

    Rebuilding Stamina

    I went out before sunrise this morning to begin my walk. Although the temperature was a pleasant 62 degrees, the humidity was registering at 100 percent. That is rather unusual for this locale. That did not stop me from venturing out. I am determined to rebuild my stamina and feel good again. This week I have successfully accomplished hitting the two-mile mark on repeated occasions. Yes, I celebrate the small wins.

    Simple tasks have been a struggle for quite some time. Prior to my cancer diagnosis, I had been suffering with low energy and an overall “blah” feeling. Obviously, once it was determined that I had internal bleeding, things started making sense. Further tests eventually led to the cancer diagnosis. As the physical therapist mentioned to me recently, “You have been in decline for ten months. It is not going to rebuild overnight.” Demolition does indeed happen more quickly than rebuilding.

    It is my goal to get back to living, not just existing. Rebuilding my strength and stamina is necessary if I am going to be able to do the things I want to do. Developing the discipline to consistently get some exercise is not easy. I have to keep reminding myself that my body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. I need to treat it as such. Perseverance –do I have it? We shall see.

    Blessings to all of you in your journey of life!

  • Who Are The Companions?

    On August 7, the Church celebrates Sixtus II, Pope and Martyr, and Companions, Martyrs. Who were those companions who were martyred with Pope Sixtus II?

    The Liturgy of the Hours provides this description for today. “Saint Sixtus was ordained bishop of the Church of Rome in 257. The following year, while celebrating the sacred liturgy in the cemetery of Saint Callistus, he was arrested by soldiers carrying out the edict of the Emperor Valerian. On the same day, August 6, he was put to death along with four deacons. He was buried in the same cemetery.”

    The four deacons are almost mentioned as an afterthought. It doesn’t say who they were. It doesn’t say where they were buried. They are simply listed as companions who were put to death along with the pope.

    This feast day serves as a good reminder for me to simply go about doing the work of a deacon without looking for recognition. At the end of life, may I be considered a “Companion” of the Good Shepherd!

    Blessings and peace!

  • One Night Only–Cheyenne, WY

    Cathedral of St. Mary in Cheyenne, Wyoming

    I was supposed to be at the Cathedral of St. Mary back in April. Unfortunately, surgery for colon cancer sidelined me in March and I was unable to fulfill the commitment. I am attempting to make up for that now.

    This will be my first out-of-state speaking engagement since being diagnosed with cancer back on February 17. I missed all of Lent and the entire Easter season as well. I had to cancel multiple speaking engagements during that time. It feels good to be getting back at it again.

    A parishioner from the cathedral sent me a message on LinkedIn saying that the event had been advertised in the bulletin and an announcement was made last weekend as well. He welcomed my return to Cheyenne, but then his real motivation came to light. He went on to say, “I’m only going for the desserts.” Me too, Brian. Me too. (Ha! Ha!)

    Seriously, I don’t know who came up with the phrase “Desserts with the Deacon,” but I really wish I would have thought of that years ago. It is catchy. I also realize that I could have been getting tasty treats all these years using that slogan. I’ll chalk that up to another missed opportunity.

    Anyway, I am truly excited about being back in Cheyenne. I hope to see folks from all three parishes, and it would be a blessing to see a few folks from Fort Collins make the trip north for this one-night event. It is going to be a powerful evening as we open ourselves to grow in wisdom, grace, and holiness.

  • Mini Mission in Cheyenne (8-17-2026)

    Sanctuary of the Cathedral of St. Mary in Cheyenne, Wyoming

    During the years that I served as the Director of Pastoral Ministries and Superintendent of Catholic Schools (2009-2018) for the Diocese of Cheyenne, I was also assigned as a deacon to the Cathedral of St. Mary. I look back on those days with great fondness.

    I want to let everyone know that I will be coming back to the cathedral for a “mini mission.” It will be one night and one night only. It happens in just two weeks on Monday, August 17, at 6:30 P.M. I will speak for about 75 minutes, and then we will have “DESSERTS WITH THE DEACON.” I’ll load you up with spiritual nourishment, and then we can tackle some tasty delights which may or may not keep me up half the night. Good times!

    Cathedral of St. Mary

    2107 Capitol Ave.

    Cheyenne, WY 82001

    Monday, August 17, 2026 at 6:30 P.M.

    I have a lot of good questions for you to ponder when I am with you. By the end of the evening, I truly want your faith to be on fire.

    I will provide you with a few samples right here of what is to come.

    1. Are you a follower of Christ by custom or conviction?
    2. Are you interested in being a saint, or are you committed to being a saint?
    3. What motivates you for worship?

    It’s going to be a magnificent evening. I have been praying daily for everyone who will be in attendance. God is going to move powerfully in our midst. I extend an invitation to everyone in Cheyenne as well as northern Colorado. Folks in Fort Collins, it takes less than an hour to drive to Cheyenne. Come on up and experience the hospitality of the cathedral parishioners. You’ll be glad you did.

    Bishop’s Chair at the Cathedral of St. Mary in Cheyenne, Wyoming
  • “Preparation for Death”

    Immaculate Conception Church in Old Monroe, Missouri

    The parish church pictured above was my home for forty years. The cemetery will most likely serve as my final resting place.

    Looking at our mortality can be a daunting exercise. I have been participating in a book study with a group of people where we have been doing exactly that. We read “Preparation for Death” by St. Alphonsus Liguori. This was the third time I read the book in the last thirty-five years. WOW! It still prompts me to meditate and ponder the four last things: death, judgment, heaven, and hell. Certain quotes remain with me.

    “Those who pray will be saved. Those who pray not will be condemned.”

    “One who believes in eternity but does not become a saint should be confined to a madhouse.”

    The treasures provided in this book are numerous and quite profound. Going through the book with other people was an experience that far exceeded my expectations. What a blessing to study with parishioners who are striving to grow in their walk with the Lord. We wrap up our study this week.

    If you have not read the book, I highly encourage you to do so. My copy of the book is very old. Newer versions look different on the cover. However, I am providing the photo of my book to hopefully spur you on to get your own copy. You will not regret it.

  • Quincy Cursillo–Transforming Hearts

    I made Cursillo number 132 in Quincy, Illinois back in September of 1994. I will admit that I was reluctant to go, but I am so glad I did. After thirty-two years, I still look back with fond memories.

    This ministry continues to flourish. Quincy Cursillo offers eight weekends per year–four for the men and four for the women. Although I am many miles away from Quincy, I took part this weekend by praying from a distance. I lifted up in prayer all of the participants and the team members. I especially prayed for one of the presenters, my brother, who is a deacon of the Diocese of Jefferson City, Missouri. During the time of his talk, I spent the hour praying that his words would be empowered by the Holy Spirit to touch the hearts of God’s people.

    It is evident that the success of this ministry is because of all the people who support it with their time, talent, treasure, and most of all, their prayer. Prayer is wrapped around every aspect of the planning, preparations, and execution of each weekend. The results speak for themselves.

    If you are anywhere near (or far) from Quincy, Illinois, I would highly recommend making a Cursillo weekend. If you can’t attend in Quincy, check out your local diocese to see if Cursillo is active in your area. It will be worth your time and effort.

    Blessings and peace.

  • Cancer Survivor–40 Years!

    First Diagnosis–July 17, 1986

    Who could have imagined where the journey of life would lead? First of all, after being diagnosed with cancer at the age of 25, I never anticipated living this long. It has not been an easy road, but I am still alive and kicking. Feeling fragile and exhausted has been a repeated part of the lifelong experience, but that has also been part of the learning experience.

    St. Joseph Health Center is where surgery and months of chemotherapy took place in 1986.

    Although the hospital was much smaller in 1986, it is the place where life-saving treatment was provided for me. Little did I know that this would not be my last battle with cancer. It has been 40 years since the first diagnosis, 25 years since the second diagnosis, and five months since the third diagnosis. Open heart surgery to repair my mitral valve happened in 2003. Yes, that was 23 years ago. It almost seems like an afterthought to mention two heart ablations and five cardioversions in the last ten years as well.

    When I wrote the book, “Articulating Hope,” I did my best to capture the many emotions that accompanied the early part of the journey. I realize that it still falls short of conveying the magnitude of the roller coaster ride that comes with being diagnosed with cancer. As I experience yet another round in this seemingly endless battle, I come into it with greater understanding and detachment from the things of this world. That doesn’t mean it is like a walk in the park, but it is a journey viewed through a very different lens than 40 years ago.

    Frontier Park in St. Charles, Missouri

    Speaking of a walk in the park, St. Joseph Health Center is just a couple blocks up the hill from Frontier Park and the Missouri River in St. Charles, Missouri. This park has always attracted me. The peace and contentment of a warm summer evening along the Missouri River is indeed a blessing, although mosquitoes really seem unnecessary.

    This same park, which typically brought joy to me, became a source of anger while I spent 52 days in the hospital. On days when I felt well enough to walk to the end of the hall and look out the window and view the park and the river, it made me bitter. People were out enjoying the park like nothing was wrong. Did they not care that I was in the hospital? The river felt like a symbol of my life. It was flowing by without me being part of the journey.

    Missouri River in St. Charles, Missouri

    Realizing that the world continued to spin and people continued on with their lives was a harsh reality to face. My illness and treatments were not impacting those people passing by on the sidewalks. My illness did not hinder people from gathering in the park and enjoying themselves. My presence in the hospital went unnoticed from almost everyone except my family and friends. That was a humbling realization.

    Lewis and Clark at Frontier Park in St. Charles, Missouri
    Explorers facing the unknown West

    A diagnosis of cancer immediately sends a person into the world of unknown. Will I survive? Will I need surgery? Will I need chemotherapy? Will I need radiation? Will I lose my hair? How long will this last? Uncertainty seems to be the only certainty in a battle with cancer.

    Scans, blood work, and waiting are a repetitive process in the cancer journey. I prayed for patience. I was given the opportunity to learn the virtue in a multitude of ways. Waiting is a key component in today’s medical industrial complex.

    As I celebrate 40 years of survival since my first cancer diagnosis, I recognize the many difficulties and challenges through the years, but I also recognize the many graces and blessings along the way. This experience has taught me about prayer, patience, and perseverance. It has taught me about caring, compassion, and consolation. It has taught me about suffering, stability, and sanctity.

    Where do things stand for me at this moment in time? My surgery for colon cancer was on March 17. Four months later on July 17, I am happy to report that my latest CT scan showed no sign of metastatic disease. That was indeed good news. Although I still have a long way to go to regain strength and stamina, I am grateful that the surgery was successful. Avoiding chemotherapy and/or radiation therapy is a huge win.

    My dear reader, if you are undergoing a difficult battle in your life right now, please know of my prayers for you. It is not an easy journey at times. The pain, the fatigue, the appointments, the needle sticks, and the uncertainty of day-to-day life takes a toll. Staying strong and positive to help those around you not worry so much is also an exhausting endeavor at times. Saying “no” to requests you would have easily said yes to prior to cancer can also be a new arena for both you and the ones hearing your response. That is okay. Growing into understanding and acceptance of the new reality takes time.

    The experience of suffering has convinced me of one very important aspect of the spiritual journey. The power of intercessory prayer is undeniable. It has not instantly removed my pain, cured the disease, or removed the struggles of recuperation following surgeries and treatments. However, it has provided a sense of peace that can only be found in Christ.

    In 1986, the good people of Immaculate Conception Parish in Old Monroe, Missouri lifted me up in prayer. This was not a short endeavor. During my 52 days in the hospital and the months of recovery afterward, these faithful people brought my needs to the Lord. Eventually, my health was restored.

    In 2001, the good people of St. Benedict Parish in Florence, Colorado lifted me up in prayer when I was diagnosed with cancer the second time.

    In 2003, the good people of Ste. Genevieve Parish and Valle Catholic School prayed me through open heart surgery to repair my mitral valve. Their prayers were so powerful I went back to teaching at Valle in just 3 and a half weeks. Hearing that students were in the adoration chapel at 9:00 and 10:00 at night praying for me touched my heart profoundly.

    Here we are in 2026. The good people of Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton Parish are lifting me up in prayer for both my cancer diagnosis and recurrent heart issues. While I have certainly slowed down, I am still doing my best to imitate St. Paul and run the race to the finish. It is easier on some days than others. Thus, I welcome your continued prayers.

    I am grateful for each and every one of you who has crossed my path during this journey of life. The journey continues, but I could not let this 40th year of survival pass without sharing a few thoughts and reflections.

    May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God the Father, and the communion, fellowship, and power of the Holy Spirit be with you always!

  • Are You Bearing Good Fruit?

    Advent Parish Mission 2023 at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton

    I had the privilege of preaching at two Masses this weekend at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Parish. Although the photo above is two and a half years old, the desire of God’s people to grow in their faith remains as vibrant as ever. I am blessed to serve in this wonderful faith community.

    Several folks asked for a list of the statements (questions) that I posed during the homily. Here you go:

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    The call to become saints, to become holy, is given to:

    Every Person / / / / / / / / / / Only “Special” People

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    “Saints in the Making” are:

    All Around Me / / / / / / / / Rarely Encountered

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    The spiritual journey is more involved with:

    Self-Control / / / / / / / / / Self-Surrender

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    The primary activity of the spiritual journey is:

    Religious Practice / / / / / Human Growth

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    Spiritual growth is about:

    Becoming Aware / / / / / Becoming Sinless

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    Growth in holiness is:

    My Work for God / / / / / God’s Work in Me

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    In my life, times of reflection and silence are:

    To Be Avoided as Much as Possible / / / / A Definite Need and Pursued

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    As I reflect on the call to be holy, I feel:

    Scared / / / / / / / Confident

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    What has shaped your worldview?

    How do you perceive your relationship with God?

    Through what lens do you view your neighbor?

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    Blessings and peace to each of you!