My recollection from long-ago seminary days is that synoptic is a Greek word meaning “one eye.” One view. It’s a fancy word, concocted by scholars, to emphasize the difference between Matthew, Mark and Luke sharing the (almost, sort of, generally) same story (thus with “one eye”) versus the very different (cross-eyed?!) John. One example I always remember is John’s Gospel placed Jesus in Jerusalem for three Passover celebrations. Matthew, Mark and Luke recall only one dangerous visit.
I could share other examples, reasons or meanings. But right now I’m just intrigued by the fancy word itself. I feel like such the Biblical expert when I say . . . synoptic. I’m the insider! And then the moment I muse about the word’s distinctive meaning, I realize I’ve become the outsider. Faith that matters most to me, within others and myself, is never about special or secret language, but about seeking and sharing understanding.
None of us see from “one eye.” But we all see (even the blind) and can learn from each other.