Someone once said that there is a song for everything, and for everything there is a song. There could be some truth to that. When I read the following article by Peter Jones over at TheResurgence about how our society, and even the church deal with sin and guilt, the chorus lyrics to this old Alice In Chains song came screaming back:
Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he ain’t gonna die
No, no, no, ya know he ain’t gonna die
Please link to the article by Peter Jones and let me know what you think about how we try to “kill that rooster”.
Will someone please kill that rooster?