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.

There was not supposed to be a paralyzing snow storm. The performance was not supposed to be cancelled. The drummers were not supposed to be rescheduled. Two of the actors were not supposed to drop out. The director’s wife was not supposed to fall on the ice and break her leg in four places. The choir was not supposed to postpone the practiced anthem.

All this happened as we were getting ready to perform the story Stepping Stones for this Sunday. It is a refugee story and we didn’t see how it could possibly fit in worship once we finished the theme of “Finding Refuge.” Maybe it was simply not to be. I’m a big believer in letting things go.

But I’m also a big believer in signs. So I asked God for sign. “Please give me a sign that we are supposed to go forward with this production.”

I hoped to get the sign in my dreams so I ate raisins before going to sleep. I heard this will help you dream. Sipping bedtime tea and saying a little prayer I ate them one by one. Then of course I brushed and flossed. I’m not a monster.

I slept well but no dreams that I could remember. So I read the Sunday paper. I’ve gotten signs while reading the paper before. I’ll come across an editorial, a story, a photo—something that is related to what I’m pondering—and I’ll suddenly understand something. But there was no sign this time.

When news of the director’s wife came, we thought for sure we would cancel the whole thing. How could we even ask him to do this? In spite of his exhaustion he left it up to us. But was this the right thing to do? Should we go on with the performance? I pleaded for a sign. And I waited.

Just in case we went forward I decided to practice my audio cues since I’m doing sound effects. I opened my script. It is the story of refugees told through a child’s eyes. Her village was not supposed to be bombed. War was not supposed to begin in her country. Her friends were not supposed to be killed. Her family was not supposed to flee for their lives—but they do.

I practiced the cues over and over. Then I took a break to have a cup of tea and flip through a magazine because sometimes God has been known to give me a sign through a Neutrogena ad. But not this time.

I went back to the story. They flee their home on foot. And they walk. And they walk and walk and walk. They carry their belongings on their backs. They go hungry. The children cry. Yet they keep on. Nothing stops them—not even a very scary journey across the ocean. I practiced my sound effects several times.

Let me just interject here and admit that I can be knee-deep in tulips while cherry blossoms fall on my head and then ask, “Is it spring yet?” I can be dense.

Last night in rehearsal I suddenly got it. I heard the child say, “I was tired. So tired.” But they carried on. The entire script was my sign all along.

Yes, I can be dense but I think this also speaks to the sneaky way God answers us. God’s response frequently sits right in front of us. The signs we beg for are often plain and ordinary and every day. But we long for the spectacular—something that could go viral on YouTube. And that speaks to the way our culture has conditioned us to want the Big, the Amazing, the Fantastic, the Brilliant. We want the razzle and the dazzle.

So now I’m watching and listening for Spirit to speak through the things and people right in front of me. But with Spirit, who can say what is supposed to happen? I just know that the story of Stepping Stones has taught me to keep going even when it’s hard.

Please let me know what it teaches you.