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    Donald Trump responds to bishop’s confronting inaugural prayer sermon

    Kelly WhitewoodBy 1 Min Read

    The inaugural ceremony of President Donald Trump was witnessed by millions of people, not only from the United States but also from other countries. Among the other sermons, the one delivered by the bishop was particularly noteworthy since it addressed subjects that seemed shocking to those who were attending such an event.

    At the end of her fifteen-minute sermon, the bishop addressed the President, saying, “Allow me to make one last appeal to you, Mr. President.” “You have earned the confidence of millions of people. In addition, as you shared with the nation the day before, you have experienced the providential hand of a God who is kind.

    Trump should have compassion on those who are concerned about their future, she pleaded with him. While she was saying this, it seemed as though she had a glimpse at the president.

    When speaking to the fears of the LGBTQIA+ community over Trump’s presidency, the statement “There are gay, lesbian, and transgender children in Democratic, Republican, and independent families, some of whom fear for their lives” was made.

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