May 19, 1929
handmade cardboard notebook
13 3/8 x 12 3/8
Gift of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2000
May 19 – 1929—
I feel the need of getting away to some secret place to think about God;
If there is a God – I mean if there is a God that expects loftiness & goodness from the men he has created—
Is the fact that I feel the loss of a personal God due to certain vicious thoughts that always haunt me? Does one have to be pure first before he can feel the presence of a God? Why cannot an impure man find a sense of Divine Being, even one who might frown on him?
I wish with all my being sometimes that there was a powerful Being who would reach a helping hand out to me – one to whom I could come weeping as I did to my mother when I was a boy confess all my baseness, and