Hello there, my name's Obed-Edom, but let's cut to the chase. By worldly standards, I'm nobody special—an average Joe from the tribe of Levi. I hail from a place shadowed by history, where whispers of wars with Edom echo. My name means "servant of Edom," but as fate would have it, I ended up serving something, or rather Someone, much greater.
It's curious how news travels without the trappings of modern technology, isn't it? But it does, especially when it concerns the blessings of the Almighty. That’s where my story takes a turn. I became so conspicuously blessed that even King David—yes, the giant-slayer, psalmist, heart-after-God's-own David—caught wind of my good fortune. This made me, for a brief moment in time, a local celebrity. I bet in your day, that's quite the combo: divine favor and fame.
