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.


One of Pami’s biggest hopes was that Dave would remarry after she died. “Dave knows what it is like not to have a mother,” Pami said.  “His died when he was four years old. He was raised by his grandmother. So we must find a  mother for Paul.”

It wasn’t just Paul though, she was also concerned about Dave. “I am afraid his heart will close after I die. Close and never open again.”  It was difficult for me to reassure her because I have seen this happen after a death. Surviving loved ones can become stuck—angry, depressed or just bewildered by all the emotional pain.

Sometimes people think grief is like a cold. It’s pretty bad at first but then you eventually get over it and all you have to show for it is basket full of used tissues. It’s not like that—except for the used tissues. For one thing, grief lives in your heart as well as your head. This can be a problem: our heads give us a time line: first year is hard, second year less hard, third year all done. Sounds sensible, doable. This is the head speaking.

The heart will tell you that grief is like faithful dog who never leaves you. At first, like a puppy, it takes over your life; jumping around, demanding attention, making messes in bizarre places and inappropriate times. But if you attend to it, it settles down—and eventually spends more time on the couch than running around and begging for treats.  And in time, you will even come to cherish it because it is a reminder of lost love. Love—not money, or things, or power or prestige. Your grief means you have had love in your life. And what could be more valuable than that?

But you have to pay attention to grief, give it a voice. It doesn’t have to be words—you can paint, sing, garden, hammer, walk, run, write, crochet or cook your way through grief. I knew a woman who was so mad when her cigarette-smoking husband died of lung cancer, she cooked nothing but spicy hot Mexican, Thai and Indian food for a year. Even though it nearly killed her family and friends, it helped her heal.

It was clear Dave loved Pami. The few times I saw him he spoke a total of about ten words. When I asked him how he was doing with it all, he replied, “Fine.” Then he smiled, looked down at the ground and nodded his head. That’s why, I too, was worried about Dave. How would he give his grief a voice? Well, he didn’t have to talk with me, maybe he had friends or talked to his priest.

” Pami. Who does Dave talk to?”

“No one.” She began to cry and said, “Debra. I am not concerned about my situation, my body, my health. But how can I help my husband?” She buried her face in her hands.

What a question! Who among us, at one time or another, have not asked ourselves, “How can I help my partner?” and then buried our face in our hands?

We both sat there tearful for quite a while. I thought about how this situation was totally unfair; to die and leave your seven year old son and loving husband, and how, well, I would be so mad. Okay, this was a moment of complete projection and total lack of mindful presence which is why, I reached over, took her hand and said such a moronic thing. “Pami, it’s okay to be angry at God.”

She looked at me like I was crazy. “But Debra, I am not angry at God! I know God is with me every moment. I must trust that God will take care of Paul and Dave. It is not God’s problem. It is mine.”

She patted my hand and then looked down at her hips covered by blankets. “These tumors are growing. But I have a bigger problem.”

What could be a bigger problem than enormous tumors growing in your pelvis?

“Paul’s birthday is in August. He has never had a party before,” she said. “In Vietnam perhaps the mother would make a special dinner and the parents would tell the son how much they love him, but there is no party for the birthday. It is very quiet compared to here.”

I didn’t see how she was even going to live that long. But I was happy to help her plan the birthday party. She said she didn’t quite know how to actually give the party. “But I know God will help me,” she said with a smile.

And by, “God” she meant me.