I was a little naive thinking how fun it was going to be to live with another family, to learn about each other and support each other.

By putting on another's skin, I have a sense of what it's like to be black.

I got a window just to peek into a world I never had access to.

There were some moments that were true but others that were designed a little or genetically modified. It cast a certain slant on reactions. I trusted the integrity of the show, and, overall, I still do, but I don't respect any manipulation that distorts reality. It's like taking a fresh orange and adding sweetener when the orange is already sweet enough.

I don't think we ever can understand anyone else's life completely, period. But a willingness to truly enter into the possibility of understanding it is amazing in itself. And I got a window, just a peek, into a world that I never had access to, and it was a privilege and it was life-changing, and I just appreciate that.

My prayer is that each of us look inside our own hearts. It takes a willingness to pause before we make an assumption. I think all this erupts because we don't wait -- we react. And the willingness to have empathy and just imagine what it would be like to be in someone else's skin -- that's my prayer.