The idea of being yoked is unattractive. Wearing a heavy harness around your neck, tied to heavy load that you are tasked with pulling, doesn’t sound like anyone’s idea of a good time. Unless, that is, we were made for work.
Not a job, but work. A particular purpose that only you, with your history, disposition, and skills, could accomplish. That is our yoke. And we are tasked, in the midst of the noise, to seek out our yoke, have it put on, and have all our energy exerted for it.