No matter who you are, or where you are on life's journey, you are welcome here at University Congregational United Church of Christ. Young, old, sure of your path, or still searching --- we invite you to join us in imagining love and justice - as Jesus did - in acting to change the world.

We would love to welcome you at our in-person service each Sunday at 10 am. A digital service is also offered on line on Sunday evening at 5 pm. Our service is streamed on YouTube and Facebook. You will find the links just below this section on our home page. The weekly 5 pm service is  available on line after it is initially presented on Sundays..

We strive to walk in the path of Jesus, and to offer an authentic welcome to everyone who walks through our door or joins us online. If you are new to us, we would love to get to know you and answer your questions about our church, even if we cannot greet you in person. A member of our Welcome Committee, or a pastor, would be happy to correspond on email or talk with you on the phone. Click here to arrange for a meeting.

Our in-person worship service starts at 10 am and includes hymns, prayers, scripture reading and a sermon. It usually lasts about an hour and fifteen minute.. During the 10 am service we also offer live-streaming to a nearby room that offers those with compromised immune systems to be more isolated. We also offer a separate space for children, with supervised play and crafts during the 10 am service. Sections of the 10 am service are programed into the 5 pm digital service, which is offered as a "vespers."

Children are an important part of our community, and are welcome for all or part or the service.

UCUCC Parking Map

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Parking can be a challenge in the University District! Persistence, patience and an early start are keys to success.

UW has free parking on Sundays. Enter the main campus gate at NE 45th and 17th Ave NE and turn left past the toll booth. It's about a three-block walk to the church. The UW Meany Garage at 15th Ave. NE and NE 41st St. is a five-block walk.

The church also owns three parking lots - Lot A is across the street from the church on 16th Ave. E. Lot B is beneath Sortun Court, just north of the church on the east side of 16th Ave. E. (It closes at 2 p.m.) Lot C (for those with difficulty walking, young children and visitors) is at the corner of 15th NE and NE 45th St., next to the church.

If you need to be assured of a close parking spot, you can call the church office before noon on Friday to reserve one: 206-524-2322.

From time time we host lunches for people who are interested in learning more about our church and/or possibly becoming a member.  We are also happy to meet with you over coffee or at the church to explore and explain a range of topics about our church, from history, to theology, to membership. Click here to arrange a meeting with a Welcome Committee Volunteer or pastor or to set up a meeting and/or to learn when the next Welcome Lunch is planned.

Thank you for your interest in our church community.

We are an inter-generational church and strive to be family-friendly, with an active ministry for children and youth. All ages are welcome in worship. We also offer nursery and child-care, Younger children begin the 10 am service with us and usually leave after about 15 minutes. Older children have the option of leaving for a special sermon time. Junior high and high school youth meet at 9 am and then often sit together in worship. Give us a call at 206-524-2322 for more specifics or email Margaret Swanson, our Director of Children, Youth and Family Ministries..

Our programs for children and youth continue during this pandemic. Sign up at the bottom of the home page to receive our Children's Ministries and/or Youth Ministries newsletter.

Hearing Impaired: Our sanctuary has an induction loop system that uses the T-Coil mode of your hearing aids. You can get the necessary equipment just before entering the Sanctuary on the right or ask any usher.

Visually Impaired: We offer each Sunday's program in large print for easier readability.

Wheelchair Access: The front entry is wheelchair accessible as are the rest rooms. Please don't hesitate to ask for assistance.


      No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark. Warsan Shire .Conversations About Home (at the Deportation Centre)Copyright 2011

                  This winter quarter, I enrolled in a UW class: Migrant Writers and Their Journeys, taught by Associate Professor Piotr Florczyk of the Slavic Languages Department.  I regularly enroll in Access classes, an opportunity for senior citizens to take a university class with the teacher’s permission, for a nominal fee.  Surely, my world widens as I have taken classes featuring Russian and Scandinavian authors, art history classes spanning Parisian architecture and the life and works of Michelangelo, in Gender Studies, the politics of feminism.  It is not intellectual enrichment alone that sends me back to my alma mater – to walk across rain-glistened brick walkways, then sit beside familiar windows inside Smith Hall overlooking a Quad of cherry blossoms in the spring. Returning to the U feels like returning “Home.”  Smith Hall exudes the same scent of old books and waxed floors as it did in 1963.  I meet my young self striding past Frosh Pond, then under the U.S. Flag on the knoll above Red Square. My young ghost walks among hundreds of students.  I feel their intensity of purpose.  Sitting among them in class, I benefit from their voices, not to mention their kindness, for they invariably hold the door open for me as I come and go from the building.

                  How comfortable I am, feeling so “At Home.”  Yet, there are stark differences between 1963 and 2024.  Between classes, many students walk head-down scanning their cell phones.  But the most apparent difference is diversity.  Nineteen-sixty-three was a predominately Anglo-American, mostly male, student body.  Today, I can walk half a block before I hear American English spoken.  Students from all over the world fall in step with each other chatting in their native language, discussing daily life and work like students always do.  Looking up the statistics, I found: “The UW is home to over 8,000 international students, representing more than 100 countries.”

                  I pause at the UW’s choice of words:  Not “8,000 enrolled,” but “is Home to…”. When I heard Professor Florczyk announce the Migrant Literature class he would be teaching, I signed up.  Florczyk is a naturalized U.S. citizen, having migrated from Poland as a young Olympic swimmer, training in California. He is an energetic, inclusive teacher, asking all students on the first day where they came from, how many are migrants or are the children of migrants. Several are children of immigrants.  The class readings span Departure – Arrival – Generations – Return, reminding us of the multitude of reasons for leaving one’s home for a new home. The obstacles of migration seem insurmountable, and the literature confirms that with graphically disturbing stories of violence and deprivation.  Yes, some migrants left home for economic opportunity, even recruitment from the likes of Microsoft.  But by and large, leaving from outweighs the motivation for going to, even when immigrants hang their hopes on fairy tales of San Franciscans sweeping money from the streets.

                  In recent news, a woman and her child drowned trying to swim across the Rio Grande, but rescuers were barred by wires strung across the Texas border.  What dreams beckoned this woman?  What deprivation pushed her away from what had been her home?

                  I write this today at the annual UCUCC Women’s Retreat.  I feel “at home” here at Pilgrim Firs with its familiar pond and tall firs outside the cozy lodge. When I look up from my journal, I feel the companionship of women, many I have known for decades.   Is “Home” a place, or is it a feeling of protection and welcome one would not readily abandon? At the conclusion of my grandchild’s baptism, Father Ryan said, “No matter where you travel in the world, with the blessing of baptism you may walk into any Christian church and you will be at home.”  How comforting that felt, for I would not have my grandchild forever in my home.

What is the humanitarian approach to migration?  How and whom am I welcoming to my state, my city, my church, my “Home?” I will remember Warson Shire’s quotation as I imagine a world of migrants braving shark-infested waters with hopes of making a new home.