I have a personal story to share about my recent visit to a UU service.
I do not presume to know if or why "UU faith is dying," but perhaps my experience may offer insight to those whose hearts are closer to the matter.
I would first wish to express gratitude UUs for having me! The conviction of "radical hospitality" was sincerely felt and appreciated. The person wearing the "greeter" tag was kind of pushy asking me 'what made you decide to come here,' which seems like a long and personal conversation to have while standing in line...but a similar conversation was able to flow more naturally while seated in the fellowship area over a cup of coffee and snacks. (Yum!)
My girlfriend and I had a fabulous chat with a congregant. She didn't tip off any label of her personal beliefs, but shared that she wanted to bring her kids to a place of spiritual discussion that refuted the 'hellfire/brimstone' assertions that had been planted in them by their mainstream Christian friends. We were joined by another congregant who was identified as a Jew. Fabulous! So far, so good. A young lady (young teens?) came and asked us if we'd like to attend their film festival after the service--the kids has scripted, produced, and starred in their own version of a Star Trek adventure! (Still regret missing that, but didn't know about it in time to schedule it in that Sunday.)
I have been peripherally aware Unitarian Universalism for many years, although my understanding of the contextual etymology of the term and the faith was sorely lacking. I did not realize that both parts of this composite were (in context) of Christian theological descent. (As I'm sure is true of many of those reading, my personal experience with mainstream Christianity of its day in some formative years was less than positive.)
While I expected to meet and be surrounded by many non-Christians...and so I was...I was a little surprised at how "Christian" the spiritual side of the service felt. The service was replete with hymns of familiar pace and meter of other Christian services I had attended. There were English 'chants' that filled up the pews that were low and powerful. (Don't take this the wrong way, but it sounded a little like the Borg talk inside their cubes.) The audial aesthetic was familiar to me in an unpleasant way---which admittedly may be entirely owed to my lifelong trepidation and suspicion of all things Christian. I don't hold any fervent ire for Christianity any longer, and anyway the worst of my gripes with Christian services I remember I haven't seen in any occasional visits I've made in the past couple of decades. They have come a long way, haven't they?
In those decades, my path of spiritual discovery has been more on the Asian side of the fence, so maybe my old prejudices toward Western ways are still lurking in my nervous system. I say that to mean I don't criticize or blame the UU service I attended for doing anything 'less than' or 'wrong.' I just identify different sights and sounds with spiritual stimulation over that which visually and musically seems indistinguishable from an average Protestant service. I would be interested to give it more of a chance just to see where my discomfort comes from and if it would fade...if the UU scene otherwise felt like it was fitting.
The woman in a black robe and rainbow sash conducting the service first ran through some announcements, including a great share regarding the loan of a building to a Seventh-Day Adventist church in need. She read a gracious thank-you letter by their pastor. She concluded "We don't have to believe alike to love alike." Amen. She reached me. I was more at ease.
She told a parable of a UU figure to the kids rounded up on the steps to the alter. After those kids departed to for their class, she continued on the same theme for a more adult audience.
The subject turned to mentioning the ills of the world. She used some slides during her pitch, and during this stretch she showed 3 to drive home the emotional point of the problem of evil: A topical news photo of a destitute young Syrian refuge boy. Then another scene depicting Boko Horum hostages.
Then a picture of an armed belonging to a police officer, gun drawn and aimed inside a car window.
Her comment was "and the evil here at home."
Now the inference was crystal clear...an audio-visual affirmation of the assertion unarmed black Americans are wantonly targeted and murdered by police officers on an epidemic scale.
This reverend who had successfully reached me, lost me.
Without diving into a political discussion or debate---the spiritual lesson she was trying to make was lost by a Politically Dividing message. I understand that most UUs are politically liberal. I am socially liberal enough to want to check out the UUs. But as someone with a more moderate/conservative perspective on this political issue she needlessly invoked, I no longer felt welcome. It felt like a unspoken assumption of "the body" that this perspective was The Ethically Correct one, completely, logically, discerned from her "spiritual" wisdom.
During the rest of her sermon, I debated with myself if I was being too reactive and self-important. My intuition was weighing on how accepting of me, a moderate Republican, the UU pulpit would be. Maybe I should cut her some slack, and give her another chance.
By the time the sermon was hitting its climax, all in the congregation were asked to tell someone adjacent to them "I love you, and I want you to be clean." It was relevant to the sermon, honest...but it was still creeping me out. The entire 'obey the reverend' to speak something that aren't my words takes me back to a place of personal discomfort. Not a spiritual experience for me.
So we leave after the service. I get on the internet again and look more into what the UU community advertises of itself online.
And of course most of you already know what I find. Money that I put into the basket in church is something I should expect to be going to fuel politically controversial stuff. There's more letters after LGB nowadays than I am comfortable blindly "supporting." (I have a gay sibling, and I'm thrilled to death she is legally married. Do I think Anyone who hasn't cleared medical and psychological screening to actually surgically change genders are entitled to pick any restroom of their choosing? No, and I don't relish the idea of my church basket money going to the effort to make that sentiment law.) And of course a slew of smiling white faces posing behind a banner of "Black Lives Matter."
Of course they do, and I'm not against a range of raised expectations of law enforcement procedures to help them be accountable to all citizens. But there're more sides to this issue, and all the 'evil' is not just on a single side of it.
Why are my political opinions relevant to this post? Because UU Makes them so. If I try to stick it out in a UU congregation, I'd have to be very judicious about what I can contribute to and what I can't out of political conscience. My participation in an "active" church means going in a direction different than my (awfully open-minded)
Why didn't this Reverend know she had best couple that picture of a police officer with a drawn weapon WITH a picture of the Dallas sniper shootings of innocent policemen and women? Just for the sake of NOT needlessly dividing your audience with an issue unrelated to the sermon anyway? A strong visual deserves just as strong a visual that this is a Spiritually complex issue--not a simplistic, binary one.
I searched inside of myself, and realized that I Expect that degree of care and inclusivity out of a spiritual teacher. I'm not wrong to expect higher standards of a professional spiritual leader. The lesson of the day was a good one. She did a good job with it. But her decision to tantalize the congregation's political hackles was telling. UU's internet presence confirmed it wasn't just a misunderstanding. It's what UU does. Provocative Political Liberalism. It's apparently more important than attracting syncretic seekers like myself to UU.
So even though I'm an open-minded guy on spiritual matters (and darn near all political ones, too) I seem forced to conclude that I'm in the wrong place at UU.
Very best wishes and respects to UU folks. You're very kind to have read and considered my long-winded tale. There's no hardness of heart on my end, and I hope I didn't inspire any on yours. May your path be blessed.