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 gro.ccuytisrevinu@sreriuqni 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.

Halloween and All Saints Day are upon us which makes me think about how much I love cemeteries. When we travel I go out of my way to visit them and photograph the tombstones, the flowers, the landscape. I wonder: was the long life well lived? Was the short life well grieved? I like being reminded that I’ll be along at some point, so I mustn’t waste a moment. I come away inspired

The exception is war cemeteries. Once there I immediately feel depressed and hopeless. My throat gets tight and suddenly there is a hockey puck sitting in my stomach. I can’t take a deep breath.

When we were in Washington D.C., Wes wanted to see all the war memorials and Arlington cemetery. I said okay, but no to the Vietnam Memorial because I’d been there before and couldn’t stop crying. And I insisted that we walk all the way from Dupont Circle (about 4 miles) because I knew that would be the only redeeming thing for me. I was right.

At the World War I memorial, the World War II memorial, the Korean War memorial, the Lincoln memorial, the rippling pond at Bobby Kennedy’s grave, the eternal flame at the Kennedy grave and especially at all the military graves in Arlington, I cried.

I kept thinking, “What a waste.”

I know many say, “But we are free because of these dead!”

And I thought, “There has to be a better way. You want X, but I want X. If you are dead, then I can have X.” That’s basically it, right? Isn’t there a peaceful way to deal with that?

Sexism alert! I said to Wes, “The bottom line is that war is about young people dying because of arrogant, power hungry men.”

If women ruled the world would it be different? I doubt the majority of mothers enjoy sending their children off with the possibility not only of death, but of returning permanently damaged—not just their bodies, but also their spirits.

But what about fighting against oppression? Are we supposed to let evil dictators rule? Should we still have slavery? Genocide? Hunger?

Somewhere at Arlington cemetery there is a stone wall with a quote from Aeschylus and it was something about “look within and tame our own savage beast.”

So perhaps I am wrong. Maybe the bottom line is that war is about dealing with the dark, selfish, I-perceive-myself-separate side of humanity. The side that says, “I am better than you. I should get what I want. I will kill you to get it.”

This is the side that is within each one of us. And if you don’t think you have a dark side, I invite you to remember how you felt the last time someone cut you off in traffic or they made you check your carry-on and then put you in a middle seat; or a teacher yelled at your kid and made her cry.

I walked around Arlington thinking about the savage beast, the dark side within. I also thought about the Light within. I looked at those thousands of grave stones and wondered about the Light these men and women carried. What cure, what music, what art, what poetry, what invention, what idea did the world miss because they were gone too soon? 

I overheard a tour guide talking about “all the heroes buried here.”

I’ll tell you who my real hero is. My hero is the one who can see a better way. My hero is the one who prevents the war before it can begin. My hero is the one who can tame the savage beast within.