Ben Carson, in his book:
I’d dreamed of being a doctor since I was eight years old. But how could I fulfill the dream with such a terrible temper? When angry, I went out of control and had no idea how to stop. I’d never make anything of myself if I didn’t control my temper. If only I could do something about the rage that burned inside me. . . .
From somewhere deep inside my mind came a strong impression. Pray. My mother had taught me to pray. My teachers at the religious school in Boston often told us that God would help us if we only asked Him. For weeks, for months, I had been trying to control my temper, figuring it I could handle it myself. Now, in that small hot bathroom I knew the truth. I knew I could not handle my temper alone. . . .
“Lord,” I whispered. You have to take this temper from me.” If you don’t, I’ll never be free from it. I’ll end up doing a lot worse things than trying to stab one of my best friends.”
This good Christian drove leftist Trump crazy:
...he wrote a book. And in the book he said terrible things about himself. He said that he’s pathological and that he’s got basically a pathological disease. Now he wrote this I guess before he was running for office or thought that he was running for office. And I don’t want a person that’s got pathological disease. I don’t want it. I’m not saying he’s got it, he said it.
