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.

I could tell you the story of my miracle Little League team of 1974.

We were 2-6 at the halfway point of our season and left for dead, but somehow we discovered a pitcher disguised as an outfielder, found our stride, and finished the season at 7-9, qualifying last for the playoffs. And, after two upset wins, and a berth in the championship game, we ended up defeating a 17-1 opponent to finish as champions of our 12 team little league with a record of 10-9.

I could tell you that story, and it’s a kind of little resurrection story, especially to the sports loving boy I was.  Our little resurrection stories are fun to share.  Maybe they grease the wheels of connection and communication or ease our discomfort with silence and new conversations.  Blessed be.

But they’re not quite enough to truly bond a community, to feed the children and the elders, to rally us all in the face of lost jobs and lost dreams, of unexpected disease and death, of violence and challenges to the life and lives and communities we hold dear. For that, we need the Easter cycle stories we share to have higher stakes, deeper channels, more vulnerability.

So I could also tell you that about 25 years ago, all I could think, all I could manage, was to keep living and breathing one hour at a time. All I could do was to do the next task; get in the car, drive to work, keep working the first hour, then the second, and so on.  A seminary graduate and holder of two master’s degrees, I was facing a second divorce after second short marriage.   My life didn’t make sense to me and my inner critic and shame voice went into overdrive, pressing down hard on my psyche.  Heartbroken, my soul was being crushed under the weight. I was depressed and poor, driving a delivery truck for just a little more than minimum wage. Without the help of some church elders, I would have been without a home. Everything took a strange kind of herculean effort and doing just the next thing was all I could do. I honestly didn’t see any hopeful future. I could only hope that one day I might have hope.

But I did get that help for housing. I did have faith enough to keep living and putting one foot in front of the other. Enough people (and animals) did show up to accompany and encourage me so that there eventually was resurrection. Not in one white light Sunday moment, but over weeks and months, a new life emerged. Not a life of perfect and constant bliss, but one with a new sense of resilience and faith, one with a new and deep faith in the power of resurrection.

Last Sunday, Pastor Amy invited us into an Eastertide practice of telling our resurrection stories, for our own freedom and for those who (or that which) might try to keep us imprisoned.  Shame is one of the imprisoning, crucifying, and deadening forces.  Researcher and author Brene Brown has noted that shame thrives on secrecy, silence, and judgment.  Empathy and truth telling are its antidote.  All of the ‘isms’  (racism, sexism, heterosexism, ableism, ageism, etc) are kind of like shame as forces that imprison, crucify, and deaden. They want to tell us a story of entombment, the End. They want to tell us that our system, personal or social, is just the way it is and that suffering has no end, no redemption, only burial and resignation.

When we vulnerably speak and truly listen to our resurrection stories, we free ourselves and others from the forces of death because then we witness to hope, to a way through, to the experience of an Easter Sunday moment. Then we hear our painful human stories as God hears them, with a heart broken open and a faithful imagination that can see the buried bulb that contains a flower.

And, because of my experience and listening to that of others, I can tell you that every Easter, when it is declared, “Christ is risen!” I can answer with joyful conviction, “Christ is risen indeed!”

What stories of resurrection do you have?

What stories of resurrection have you heard that inspired you?