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.

Every year I wait anxiously for the first lamb of spring. It has been twenty years now that this has been my routine. You would think I might get used to it. But there is something about the appearance of new life, in all its vulnerability and wonder, that still holds me.

This year when the first lamb arrived I was gone. It was only a few hours after I had left for a night away from the farm that my friend Lori, who was keeping watch over the flock, texted me.

“They don’t get much newer than this,” she wrote, and then sent a picture of the little ewe lamb, still wet and stunned looking, as her attentive mom was cleaning her.

As soon as that first lamb is born, my anxious vigilance relaxes. It’s not that the perils of lambing aren’t still just as real. It’s that now I am in the middle of it, and I have been reminded that life does indeed find its way.

So last night, when I pulled up to the farm gate after a full day of work and scanned the field to see how the flock was doing, my reaction was almost casual when I saw another lamb, also very new, and also huddled close to her mom.

My friend Meighan, who is building her own house on a piece of property next to my farm, was with me. She had already jumped out of the car to open the gate (it is always nice to have a gate-opener with me) when she spotted the lamb. Her reaction was very different than mine. “A lamb,” she called out, and excitedly went over to the fence to take a closer look.

It was late in the day, and almost dark. I left Meighan with lamb and mom and drove on up to the house so I could change into my farm clothes and go back out to attend to this new life.

By the time I got there, the ewe and her lamb had moved closer to the rest of the flock. The flock had gathered up by the pasture gate as they always do when I get home. They know that I am about to let them out to graze in the nice green yard for just a little while before being herded into the barn for the night.

Ewes about to lamb move off from the flock, and ewes with new lambs stay with their lambs even when the rest of the flock is leaving. I am impressed by this instinct to stay behind that overpowers the instinct to go with the flock. Sheep are at their core flocking creatures. Their survival almost always depends on staying together. The urge to stick with the crowd generally dominates any tendency to strike out independently.

But for ewes with new lambs, another impulse takes over. So when I opened the gate to let everyone out for their evening snack, the ewe with the new lamb took only a few steps in that direction, before she turned back to stay with her baby.

Meighan and I went to the barn and made a little pen, equipped with a bucket of water and a manger of alfalfa. Then I went back to the pasture and picked up the lamb. Carrying her at ewe-eye level, so her mom would follow, I walked her into the barn and settled the new family in for the night. Walking back to the house I said three prayers. One for the casual way this second lamb arrived and for my casual acceptance of that. A second for the joy that Meighan experienced in the wonder of new life. And a third for the two ewes on my farm still waiting to give birth. Spring is indeed a season of new life, vulnerability, wonder and grace.