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 – and acting to change the world. We strive to walk in the path of Jesus, and to offer an authentic welcome to everyone who walks through our door. We invite visitors to wear a name-tag from the pew register folder so we may more easily greet you by name.

Our worship service starts at 10 am and includes hymns, prayers, scripture reading and a sermon. It usually lasts about an hour and 15 minutes. More information here.

Children are an important part of our community, and are welcome for all or part or the service. You will be met at the door with a warm handshake and welcome, and our friendly greeters can help direct you and answer your questions.

Wear clothes that you are comfortable in and sit on the main floor or in the balcony - wherever you feel most at ease. We look forward to welcoming you.

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.

We offer a complimentary "inquirers Lunch" on the second Sunday of the month for people interested in learning more about us. It is an informal session over soup, salad and dessert where you can meet others who may be on a similar spiritual journey and learn how to plug into this church community from long-term members and clergy.

We'll explore topics from history, to theology, to membership. To RSVP, or let us know about special needs (Including childcare or food sensitivities) email us at or call 206-979-7539.

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.

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 All Saints Day I took my dog Max for a walk. Yes, he’s been dead for two years, three months and one day. But with Halloween, All Saints Day and All Souls Day, it was a week of remembering the dead, celebrating the dead so I thought it was perfectly natural to take one of his favorite walks and have a conversation with him.

I’ve always believed that death does not end a relationship; it simply alters it in a drastic way. Of course you lose the physical relationship and that is not an easy one to give up. But in another way, the loved one you lose (human or animal) can be present to you in a way they never were.

Max is especially present to me when there are squirrels. But on the day of this walk there were no squirrels, not even other dogs. No distractions. So I posed the question to him, “What do you think of the past two years? I mean, the way I lived my life, my choices, my relationships?”

Max is not a King Charles spaniel who lives to flop in your lap and has no opinion about anything. Nor is he a Chihuahua who will start yapping criticism at you before you’ve even finished asking the question.

Max is mighty Cairn terrier and his preference would be to take a hike through the Highlands ruminating on your question before answering. But he knew my time was limited that day.

I stopped by one of his favorite pee spots and took in the view: a fig tree, some rose bushes, leaves mounded on the gravel path. I took a deep inhale of that spicy-woody scent that is fall and toed the ground—waiting.

“I see you’ve become a wee more patient,” he said.

“Yeah, thanks!”

“Well, not in every domain.”

“I know, I know.”

“Not so good in meetings.”

“Could we just move on?”

“See? Right there.”


I moved on, turning the corner to walk up a steep hill. It’s not only a steep hill but it’s long and my thighs were burning. When this happens to me in yoga class, I say to myself, “But this is how you get strong.” And that is what I told myself going up that hill.

“That’s right,” Max said. (Hills were never a problem for him). “Good job with your father. I always liked him. I know it hard at the end. But that is how you get strong.”

I teared up a little at that. I started thinking about my dead father who I had not invited on this walk. I was afraid that there might be some kind of ghostly interference with him and Max. One dead at a time, please.

By the time I got to the top of the hill I was sweating and just then a light breeze came up. I turned my face to it thankful for the cool-down right when I needed it.

“You can stop worrying about making things happen,” Max said. “Let things unfold. You’ll always get what you need when you need it.”

I laughed and said aloud, “You are so right!”

We carried on like this for another thirty minutes.

Now I know the arguments for not thinking about dead loved ones: it makes you sad. Yes, I felt a little sad but it was worth it! Would I rather look into his sparkly brown eyes and scratch his furry chin? Of course! But I can’t have that physical connection. But I can have the spiritual one.

Does this story sound familiar? The Women and the disciples are devastated that Jesus is dead. And yet. And yet he comes to them in a different form and now here we are two thousand years later and there’s a world community formed around Jesus. People talk to him all the time!

I heartily recommend a walk or a talk with a dead loved one. You might make peace, you might laugh, you might cry, or you might even be angry. But one thing is for sure: you have not lost the connection.