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. Our service is streamed on YouTube and Facebook. You will find the links just below this section on our home page. New services are offered weekly at 10 am on Sundays, and are available on line after that.

We strive to walk in the path of Jesus, and to offer an authentic welcome to everyone who walks through our door. 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 worship service starts at 10 am and includes hymns, prayers, scripture reading and a sermon. It usually lasts about an hour. Right now we are worshiping online and will adjust this message once we are able to meet together in our sanctuary once again.  More information here.

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 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.

Lately I’ve noticed that every week has a theme. A few weeks ago the theme was break-ups. A coworker was “dumped”—her words—by her boyfriend.  That was a sad story because she is a dear person and many of us thought this was leading to something permanent.

A few days later a patient requested a chaplain because he wanted to discuss breaking up with his boyfriend. Actually what he really wanted was to role play. I was game so he broke up with me several times. Each time he got a little better—more grounded, relaxed and confident. After the fourth or fifth time I told him I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt depressed and started to think of reasons why we should stay together.

The theme this week was, “This doesn’t make sense!”

A perfectly healthy 45 year-old man suddenly struck by a rare disease, then a bacterial infection, then a fungal infection, then kidney failure, then immune system shut down, then a stroke.  “This doesn’t make sense,” his wife says shaking her head.

A picture perfect pregnancy that suddenly goes awry. The baby lives, the mother dies.  “This just doesn’t make sense,” the father says through clenched teeth.

A young man doing great on the road to recovery, joins a church, goes to meetings, suddenly overdoses on Fentanyl. His mother finds his body.  “It’s just doesn’t make sense,” she sobs.

Sense is way overrated. Expecting life to “make sense” is a good way to be miserable. So much of life doesn’t make sense.  Look at the Scriptures.

Job, a righteous man, his ten children die, he is covered with boils, abandoned by friends.  It doesn’t make sense.

Elizabeth: too old to conceive but she does! It doesn’t make sense.

Son of God: the Light of the World, born in a manger! It doesn’t make sense.

Speaking of Jesus, he is one of the most non-sensical characters in the whole Bible. He heals with mud, walks on water, multiplies fish and loaves of bread. He preaches and teaches and loves everyone. They crucify him. None of that make sense.

Asking for sense is not a helpful question in any of these situations. The better question is, “How can I/we be transformed by this?” Ultimately that is what happened with the disciples. They were transformed by the non-sense of Jesus.

Even in the midst of vicious grieving, I have witnessed people offering their already broken hearts to transformation. It takes courage, but not the strong-fist kind of courage, but the open-palm kind of courage, a trusting courage. A letting go.

And we must not forget that there are lots of lovely things that don’t make sense.

An owl on the road in broad daylight and when you approach to help, it swoops up with such speed and grace and beauty, it takes your breath away. An owl at noon? It doesn’t make sense.

Those painted rocks you see in random places all over your neighborhood? Doesn’t make sense.

Calling a chaplain to practice breaking up? That doesn’t make sense. But it did transform me. After that encounter I went back to my coworker who suffered the breakup and gave her a hug. “I feel for you,” I said. “I really do.”

“Oh, thanks,” she said. “I guess you’ve been through it yourself.”

“You have no idea.”