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.

I’ve got a story for you. I’m pretty sure you haven’t heard it before unless you heard it from me many years ago. If you’re a church person I might not have told you because it involves a graphic scene of something best not spoken of at the dinner table.

 I could go lots of different ways with this story. It happened to a friend of mine and I could tell you about navigating the shifting ground of our friendship. Or I could tell you about her brilliant creativity, her beauty, her fragility. I could go in the direction of dirty jokes as I suspect, after reading this, some of you will. I could make this story about white privilege or the comeuppance of the wealthy, or the narcissism of New Yorkers. I could make several points about Divine Humor. I could even make this about the power of animals to open our eyes.

 But I’m not pursuing any of those points. The take-away which I offer to you is this: Pay attention. Since we are in the season of Easter I can’t help thinking how we might not even have this crucifixion/resurrection story if the disciples had been paying attention.

 What if one of them had paid attention to Judas? Would he have noticed anything suspicious about his behavior? What if Mary had paid attention to her intuition that warned, “There is something about Judas,”?

If someone in the crowd has paid attention they might have told Jesus, “Don’t piss off Pilate with your grassroots palm parade. He is having a big procession across town. Revenge will be his.” If any of the disciples had paid attention, they would have been at the foot of the cross with Mary and the other women.

Pay attention. If you read the gospels it’s easy to see that Jesus is saying this all the time. “Consider the lilies of the field . . .” “Let the children come to me!” “The poor you will always have with you, and you can help them any time you want.” Pay attention—to nature, to the children, to the poor.

Jesus even questions that to which we do pay attention: “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?”

So now I see there are two points to my story: Pay attention and watch where you put your attention. Yes—two points. So here’s the story.

My friend E. was in New York city taking the bus to her job at the Muppet Workshop. She actually helped make Muppets! This was before cell phones and the internet and she usually read a book on her morning commute. But on this particular morning she forgot her book. So she was resigned to looking out the window. Of course traffic in Manhattan is terrible and at one point, the bus came to a full stop. The bus was in a very ritzy part of Manhattan, well-dressed men in suits and ties and women in heels, matching purses, and coiffed hair.

 The bus was at a total standstill, not moving at all. E. was looking out the window and right next to her, on the sidewalk, was a woman wearing a mink coat. She was crouched down, the hem of her mink piling on the dirty ground. The woman was absorbed in a Vogue magazine which she held in one hand. Her other hand was covered with a plastic bag which was cupped under her tiny dog’s rear end.

The tiny dog was squatting and straining. The woman was intently reading Vogue. Just as the dog produced the digestive gem, a gust of wind came up and blew the bag off her hand. The fecal treasure dropped into her (now bare) outstretched palm. She dropped the magazine, stared at her hand and began vomiting on the sidewalk. Then the traffic cleared and the bus pulled away.

E. said it was like watching a very short morning movie. From that day forward she never again read on the bus. She always looked out the window and paid attention.