Wrote this for my Uncle Arthur Furuta when he passed away. He was a jovial guy with smiley eyes, and always had nice things to say to us kids. I imagined him joking and telling stories even from his hospital days, until the light finally faded...

Wrote this on a lonely, cold and rainy day in Silverton. Amy was at work, Sarah was at school, and I was wandering around town, a stranger in a strange land.

An old song, written while walking in the rain on Kauai. Sung in church with some wonderful brothers, Alani Woodward and Mike Lingaton.

Just my stab at writing an "oldies" gospel song.

We are weak, but He is strong. Yes, Jesus loves me.

This is a guitar idea our friend Doug worked up for one of our Christmas songs. I'm posting it in case Amy gets a chance to listen from work. Hopefully we'll record a new, full version before Christmas!

Not a song, just an improvisational skit in which I played one of the Magi who visited the Christ child. (I'm a short Japanese-American from Hawaii, hence the "Wee King" and "Orient" jokes)

Finally fulfilled my dream to have our kids sing with us in Church. Wrote this from I Corinthians 8: "Knowledge Puffs up, Love Builds Up"

The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

"O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the LORD say so" Psalm 107:1-2