Here is paragraph 160 from the diary:
160 +The crusade day,[54] which is the fifth of the month, happened to fall on the First Friday of the month. This was my day for keeping watch before the Lord Jesus. It was my duty to
make amends to the Lord for all offenses and acts of disrespect and to pray that, on this day,
no sacrilege be committed. This day, my spirit was set aflame with special love for the
Eucharist. It seemed to me that I was transformed into a blazing fire. When I was about to
receive Holy Communion, a second Host fell onto the priest’s sleeve, and I did not know
which host I was to receive. After I had hesitated for a moment, the priest made an
impatient gesture with his hand to tell me I should receive the Host. When I took the Host he
gave me, the other one fell onto my hands. The priest went along the altar rail to distribute
Communion, and I held the Lord Jesus in my hands all that time. When the priest
approached me again, I raised the Host for him to put it back into the chalice, because when
I had first received Jesus I could not speak before consuming the Host, and so could not tell
him that the other had fallen. But while I was holding the Host in my hand, I felt such a
power of love that for the rest of the day I could neither eat nor come to my senses. I heard
these words from the Host: I desired to rest in your hands, not only in your heart. And
at that moment I saw the little Jesus. But when the priest approached, I saw once again only
the Host.