That’s one thing I’ve learned over the years. You can never go back and recreate a memory exactly like you remember it. You can go to the same places with the same people, but it will always be different. You are different than you were. So are the other people. Sometimes, even the places have changed.
What you can do is to live in the moment and appreciate it for what it is rather than trying to make it something it used to be, but isn’t anymore. You can look for God to work in a new way and to arrange each chapter a little differently than the one before.
The best moments, the ones you remember so fondly, were you having no expectations except that God would show up somehow and someway. The important part isn’t the details, because most of those didn’t happen quite the way you remember. The biggest part was that God was there and you saw Him moving and working.
Even now, let that be the song of your heart — an unfettered expectation that God will do what only God can do in a way that only God can do it.