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.

Right now, during the pandemic, we are still united as church. You are welcome to attend our in-person service at 10 am each Sunday. 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. Weekly services are are available on line after they are 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 though 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. 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.

During this pandemic, we have discontinued our in-person lunches. We would love to meet with you via email or phone, however. Click here to arrange a meeting with a Welcome Committee Volunteer or pastor.

We can explore and explain a range of topics about our church, from history, to theology, to membership. Please contact us at the link above for more information.

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.

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.

On Saturday I cooked Thanksgiving dinner for twelve. Yes, in May and the whole deal: turkey, cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, Brussel sprouts, stuffing, pumpkin pies. We had four Americans, one Senegalese, two Italians, five Brazilians.  They were all scientists and except for the Americans, just here visiting. I figured that most of them would not have had Thanksgiving and that it would be fun for them. I was right on both accounts.

It was very different hosting Thanksgiving in May. For one thing, I think I could have actually hunted and bagged a wild turkey in the time it took me to find a frozen one. Of course I called around first.
“A turkey?” Voices filled with disbelief, incredulity; one guy even sounded outraged.

Every single store I called asked me this—as if I had said, “Do you have any frozen babies?”

As I sat there calling grocery stores, I realized I could have made a much simpler dinner. But there was part of me that wanted to prove to these distinguished foreigners that in spite of our gun violence, racial inequality, and Supreme Court leaks, that the soul of America is essentially good. I would prove this with one turkey dinner.

What I didn’t count on was finding out that the souls of most people are essentially good and the spirit of Christmas lives on all year—if we look for it.

It started with the trickle of guests arriving, each one bringing a gift. Very Three Kings.

The Senegalese scientist brought a bottle of roasted Senegalese peanuts. Peanuts in a wine bottle—genius! You could shake some out in your hand or in a gesture of friendship, pour some into your neighbor’s hand. Delicious—and like gold!

The Brazilians brought a beautiful box of fragrant soaps made from Amazonian plants. They explained that this soap was made only from vegetable ingredients and promised smooth and moisturized skin. The fragrant aromatics—frankincense and myrrh!

The Italians brought confetto, Italian sugared almonds, that, they explained, were used for very important occasions, “And this,” they said, “is a very important occasion.”  They also brought ciambelline which are adorable little cookies to dip in red wine. We could have Communion by intinction right at the dinner table!

The Americans brought a deck planter filled with beautiful flowers. (They didn’t have to think about what could fit in a suitcase.) I immediately placed it on the deck railing over a bird-poop spot that I missed while pressure washing. Elegant.

Since we were blessed with a window of sunny weather, we had the doors and windows open. Instead of boughs of holly and cedar, tulips and Stargazer lilies decorated the house.  Only a few coats to hang, most of them light. We gathered on our deck for appetizers and drinks. We could smell the turkey from the deck. It was strange and wonderful.

Then the turkey was done “resting” and I brought it out for all to see. (Okay, this really was a bit like showing off a baby.) Then we all took our seats, I said a blessing and the eating commenced. The air was filled with the smell of turkey, lilies, and soap; and the sounds of English, Portuguese, Italian and French.

I suddenly understood that these people, these “Magi” were not just bringing “hostess” gifts, but scientists using their own gifts to help the world. That is the spirit of Christmas right there: bringing Light to the world in any you can.

But wait! With every Christmas story there is a miracle, right?

During dessert, one of the Americans told us the story of her husband who was trying very hard to get his citizenship. His path had been rocky; so many documents, so much bureaucracy. He was going for his interview on Monday and would I keep them both in my prayers? Of course!

This morning she sent us this photo. José is now a U.S. citizen! And there, my friends, is the Christmas miracle—in May.

Just as miraculous: we have a few leftovers. For which we are grateful.